Rumor Has It That I’m Pregnant with His Highness’ Child

Indeed, the dishes in front of him were full of flavors and aromas, and Xiao Yan felt that he had nothing to fault.

But he was still a little uncomfortable.

So much so that his appetite suddenly deteriorated.

He stopped touching those dishes and ate in silence.

When the rice in the bowl was finished, he put down his chopsticks and said lightly.

"This king is done eating."

Yu curled up while eating, and looked at him in surprise: "You only eat so much?"

"Well, eat slowly, this king still has something to do."

After he finished speaking, he stood up and prepared to leave.

Yu curling finally realized with hindsight that the man was not very interested.

I can't blame her for being too slow, it's just that Xiao Yan's expression changes too little, and he keeps a straight face all day long, really cold.

Without the tenth-level psychology qualification certificate, there is no way to read any emotional changes from his iceberg face.

Yu Weiwei hurriedly put down the tableware and reached out to grab his sleeve.

"Is the food today not to your taste?"

Xiao Lian looked down at her and said softly, "This king has no appetite, it has nothing to do with these dishes."

Yu curled up and asked, staring into his eyes.

"Really?"

"Um."

He pulled out his sleeves and turned away.

Yu curling looked at his distant back, rubbing his chin and thinking.

"Obviously it was fine before eating, but after just one bite, I felt that I lost my appetite. I must think the food was not delicious."

Thinking of this, she picked up the chopsticks again and put a piece of vegetable in her mouth.

It's delicious!

She couldn't help but take two more bites.

Before I knew it, I finished two bowls of rice.

Yu curled up while touching her bulging belly, and went to the back kitchen again.

She walked to the small stove, lifted the lid and looked, and saw that the water inside had been boiled to a reddish-brown color.

Yu Weiwei asked someone to bring a pottery urn, filter the dregs from the soup, pour it into the pottery urn, and find a cool place to put it.

After doing this, she washed her hands, rolled up her sleeves, and prepared to cut the meat.

Seeing this, Pan Dafu immediately craned his neck to look at her.

He wanted to lean in and have a look, but he still had to stare at the small stove and couldn't be separated for the time being.

Mince the beef, add the ingredients and mix well.

There is still some dough left in the pasta making at noon.

Yu Weiwei grabbed a piece of dough, cut it into equal-sized doses, rolled it into a dough, wrapped it with beef filling, and fry it in hot oil.

Made two fragrant beef patties, and cooked another simple bowl of mushroom tofu soup.

At this time, the soup in the pot was almost cold.

Yu Wei Wei poured fruit vinegar and homemade baking soda into it.

The moment the baking soda enters the water, tiny bubbles begin to rise.

The Chinese herbal version of Coke is made!

Yu curled up a cup of Coke with a spoon, brought it to his mouth and took a sip.

The taste is not as exciting as cola in modern society, but it is not bad, sour and sweet, very thirst-quenching.

Most importantly, it is low in calories and sodium, making it healthier to drink!

When she turned her head, she found that Pan Dafu and others were looking at her eagerly.

She smiled charmingly: "Let's try them all."

The crowd immediately gathered around, and each poured a glass of Coke.

When I first tasted it, everyone thought the taste was very strange, and even a little dared not swallow it.

After drinking two sips, they gradually tasted the beauty of the happy water of the fat house.

The kind of stimulation that explodes in the mouth, and the sweetness that remains in the mouth after swallowing.

Simply addicting!

Pan Dafu smacked his mouth and said, "If this is eaten with snacks, it will definitely taste better!"

He pressed on for the name of the drink.

Yu curling blurted out: "Happy water in the fat house."