Chapter 157
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"How's it going? Is it delicious? " Lu Zhu saw that Mo Shuo's food had entered and asked eagerly.
"Piggy, uncle Shuo, you dare to say that, even if it's unparalleled, he will insist on saying it's delicious." Baby's truth in exchange for a white eye of Lu Zhu.
"No, it's delicious, really." Sour sweet and sour tenderloin stimulates the taste buds of Mo Shuo. It turns out that not all sweet dishes taste bad. Although they are still not used to it, they taste good.
Smell speech road bead happy smile, but immediately smile again gather to go, estimate is to think of the baby's words.
"If it's not delicious, it's not delicious. You don't have to be afraid of me." Lu Zhu frowned and said softly.
"No, it's really delicious." Mo Shuo seems to be in order to confirm their own words, reached out and picked up a piece, directly into the mouth.
"That's good. If it's delicious, eat more. After eating, I'll trouble you." Lu Zhuxi said with a smile.
The first half of the sentence is very happy, but the second half makes him feel that the meal is not so delicious.
Lu Zhu kept putting the dishes into Mo Shuo's bowl, and Hei Shuo also ate them with a smile, especially the fish. Mo Shuo himself also put them in several times. The taste was different from that of the master in the house. Although the dishes made by the master were delicious, they seemed to be a little less than Lu Zhu's.
"No wonder the Empress Dowager said that the dishes made by the chef in the palace are not as good as yours." Mo Shuo picked up the last sweet and sour tenderloin.
"Ha ha, of course, cook cooking is a profession, relying on technology, but my food is made by heart, which adds my feelings, of course, to taste better." Lu Zhu stinks.
"Made with heart? Added affection? " Mo Shuo repeated Lu Zhu's words and thought, "what's the taste?"
"Uncle Shuo, you are so stupid. Mommy says it's called the taste of happiness." The baby stood up and knocked Mo Shuo's head with chopsticks. Later, he said with a smile to Lu Zhu: "piggy, am I right?"
"Ha ha, that's right. The food you eat with daddy is called happy taste, but the taste of others is different. Maybe it can be called warm taste." In fact, Lu Zhu explained with a smile.
"The taste of happiness?" Mo Shuo repeated.
When Lu Zhu collected the dishes, Mo Shuo was still thinking: what is happiness? Is that the taste of happiness?
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"How's it going? Is it delicious? " Lu Zhu saw that Mo Shuo's food had entered and asked eagerly.
"Piggy, uncle Shuo, you dare to say that, even if it's unparalleled, he will insist on saying it's delicious." Baby's truth in exchange for a white eye of Lu Zhu.
"No, it's delicious, really." Sour sweet and sour tenderloin stimulates the taste buds of Mo Shuo. It turns out that not all sweet dishes taste bad. Although they are still not used to it, they taste good.
Smell speech road bead happy smile, but immediately smile again gather to go, estimate is to think of the baby's words.
"If it's not delicious, it's not delicious. You don't have to be afraid of me." Lu Zhu frowned and said softly.
"No, it's really delicious." Mo Shuo seems to be in order to confirm their own words, reached out and picked up a piece, directly into the mouth.
"That's good. If it's delicious, eat more. After eating, I'll trouble you." Lu Zhuxi said with a smile.
The first half of the sentence is very happy, but the second half makes him feel that the meal is not so delicious.
Lu Zhu kept putting the dishes into Mo Shuo's bowl, and Hei Shuo also ate them with a smile, especially the fish. Mo Shuo himself also put them in several times. The taste was different from that of the master in the house. Although the dishes made by the master were delicious, they seemed to be a little less than Lu Zhu's.
"No wonder the Empress Dowager said that the dishes made by the chef in the palace are not as good as yours." Mo Shuo picked up the last sweet and sour tenderloin.
"Ha ha, of course, cook cooking is a profession, relying on technology, but my food is made by heart, which adds my feelings, of course, to taste better." Lu Zhu stinks.
"Made with heart? Added affection? " Mo Shuo repeated Lu Zhu's words and thought, "what's the taste?"
"Uncle Shuo, you are so stupid. Mommy says it's called the taste of happiness." The baby stood up and knocked Mo Shuo's head with chopsticks. Later, he said with a smile to Lu Zhu: "piggy, am I right?"
"Ha ha, that's right. The food you eat with daddy is called happy taste, but the taste of others is different. Maybe it can be called warm taste." In fact, Lu Zhu explained with a smile.
"The taste of happiness?" Mo Shuo repeated.
When Lu Zhu collected the dishes, Mo Shuo was still thinking: what is happiness? Is that the taste of happiness?
www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
"How's it going? Is it delicious? " Lu Zhu saw that Mo Shuo's food had entered and asked eagerly. "Piggy, uncle Shuo, you dare to say that, even if it's unparalleled, he will insist on saying it's delicious." Baby's truth in exchange for a white eye of Lu Zhu. "No, it's delicious, really." Sour sweet and sour tenderloin stimulates the taste buds of Mo Shuo. It turns out that not all sweet dishes taste bad. Although they are still not used to it, they taste good. Smell speech road bead happy smile, but immediately smile again gather to go, estimate is to think of the baby's words. "If it's not delicious, it's not delicious. You don't have to be afraid of me." Lu Zhu frowned and said softly. "No, it's really delicious." Mo Shuo seems to be in order to confirm their own words, reached out and picked up a piece, directly into the mouth. "That's good. If it's delicious, eat more. After eating, I'll trouble you." Lu Zhuxi said with a smile. The first half of the sentence is very happy, but the second half makes him feel that the meal is not so delicious. Lu Zhu kept putting the dishes into Mo Shuo's bowl, and Hei Shuo also ate them with a smile, especially the fish. Mo Shuo himself also put them in several times. The taste was different from that of the master in the house. Although the dishes made by the master were delicious, they seemed to be a little less than Lu Zhu's. "No wonder the Empress Dowager said that the dishes made by the chef in the palace are not as good as yours." Mo Shuo picked up the last sweet and sour tenderloin. "Ha ha, of course, cook cooking is a profession, relying on technology, but my food is made by heart, which adds my feelings, of course, to taste better." Lu Zhu stinks. "Made with heart? Added affection? " Mo Shuo repeated Lu Zhu's words and thought, "what's the taste?" "Uncle Shuo, you are so stupid. Mommy says it's called the taste of happiness." The baby stood up and knocked Mo Shuo's head with chopsticks. Later, he said with a smile to Lu Zhu: "piggy, am I right?" "Ha ha, that's right. The food you eat with daddy is called happy taste, but the taste of others is different. Maybe it can be called warm taste." In fact, Lu Zhu explained with a smile. "The taste of happiness?" Mo Shuo repeated. When Lu Zhu collected the dishes, Mo Shuo was still thinking: what is happiness? Is that the taste of happiness? www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
