Tuan Chong Fu Bao's 70s

Chapter 502

Some people seem to be inherently good.

From Qin Xiyan's knife skills for cutting vegetables, Nuan Bao basically concluded that he hadn't lied to himself.

Cooking is really rusty.

but--

The taste of the final product surprised Nuanbao.

Tastes great.

In short, it is much more delicious than Jiang Laosi who often cooks at home.

The little girl took a sip and didn't speak for a long time.

Qin Xiyan's Adam's apple rolled slightly.

He said in a low voice, "Is it unpalatable? Don't eat it, let's go out and eat."

He had planned to go out to eat.

If he had known that he was going to make a fool of himself in front of Nuan Bao, he had just pulled Nuan Bao out forcefully from the very beginning.

The little girl shook her head.

“Super delicious.”

"..." Qin Xiyan didn't believe it, "Go, I'll take you out to eat."

"If you don't believe me, try it."

The little girl directly picked up a chopsticks of vegetables with her own chopsticks and stuffed them into Qin Xiyan's mouth.

Staring at Qin Xiyan with bright eyes.

Can't wait to ask, "How is it?"

Nuan Bao cares about the taste of vegetables.

And Qin Xiyan...

His gaze stayed on the little girl's chopsticks for a while.

Then began to chew slowly.

Give a comment, "You can still enter."

"Pfft-"

The little girl couldn't help laughing out loud, "Chef Qin, the goals you set for yourself are too high, what's the matter, do you still want to make the taste of chefs in five-star hotels?"

After speaking, the little girl picked up another chopstick dish.

Put it in your mouth.

Qin Xiyan stared darkly at the little girl's chopsticks.

Nuan Bao froze for a moment.

Only then did it respond.

In an instant, the backs of the ears turned red again.

These chopsticks...

In the little girl's hands, it seems to have become a hot potato.

Subconsciously clenched his fingers.

Qin Xiyan coughed lightly, "Eat more."

"Ah."

"Warm Treasure—"

The old man's voice came in suddenly.

The little girl's fingers trembled.

With a bang, the chopsticks fell on the table.

Both of them looked at the door in unison.

The old man has already come in.

"I went to your dormitory. Zhou Huiping said you were not there. I thought you had gone to Xiao Song's house. I called your uncle. Your uncle said that you hadn't been there. I guessed that you came here."

The old man walked into the dining table while talking.

Nuan Bao felt a little shy.

It's as if my puppy love was caught by the elders, but I'm obviously already an adult.

Standing up with a blushing face, he pulled out another chair, "Grandpa, sit down, have you eaten yet?"

The old man shook his head.

Qin Xiyan quickly took another two pairs of chopsticks.

Pass it to the old man and Nuan Bao.

The old man snatched the chopsticks with an unfriendly attitude, and snorted coldly at Qin Xiyan.

"Who cooked the dishes?"

The old man thought to himself, if this was Nuan Bao's cooking, he would definitely scold Qin Xiyan severely.

How dare you let your precious granddaughter serve him?

I haven't eaten the dishes made by my precious granddaughter yet.

Nuan Bao said with a smile, "Brother made it, Grandpa, please taste it, it's delicious."

The old man nodded.

That is not bad.

On the mouth, he said arrogantly, "It doesn't taste good when you look at it."

He picked up a piece of pork belly and stuffed it into his mouth, "I'll just say...it's...not bad!"

As he spoke, he picked up another piece.

And then piece by piece.

Nuan Bao secretly glanced at Qin Xiyan.

Pursing her pink and tender lips, she smiled playfully.

After the meal, the old man watched Qin Xiyan clean up the table with his own eyes.

Nuan Bao wanted to help, but was stopped by the old man, "That's not a job for little girls! Let him do it himself!"

(End of this chapter)