Although Song Nuan was afraid of entering the kitchen, she was unwilling to let the new arrival Daphne take away the opportunity to perform, and without hesitation, she reached out to grab a large bag of small bags:

"Where is the Western pastry that has the authentic Chinese breakfast nutrition? Aunt Qing recovered from her serious injury, and nutritional supplements are very important."

"I can do it as well with Chinese food, so let me do it!"

Daphne said, subconsciously dodging.

Chen Xiao saw the two of them rob, and quickly took the big bag first with his quick eyes and said with a hint of laughter:

"Let me do it, you guys accompany my mom."

As he said that, regardless of the attitude of the two women, he had already entered the kitchen to arrange his own arrangements.

Although he didn't have to rush to work today, he was going to Jinfang Pharmaceutical to see if Jin Yongping and Xia Qianqian had completed the relevant transfer procedures, so he bought all kinds of Song Nuan and Chen Qing.

Put the dishes aside, and then use the mysterious wordless gold plaster in my mind to make four bowls of clear soup noodles commonly known as "Yangchun Noodles".

Song Nuan and Daphne were trying their best to please Chen Qing. Seeing that Chen Xiao had brought out a hot breakfast in less than ten minutes, he couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

When he saw that Chen Xiao was making Yangchun noodles that three-year-old children could make, Chen Qing, who was still smiling from ear to ear the other second, pulled his face off the spot:

"Chen Xiao, you seem to be on a rest today? How can you fool me with Yangchun?"

She raised Chen Xiao from childhood alone and raised her greedy family. She was busy all year round and had already vomited Yangchun noodles. Now Chen Xiao actually treated Song Nuanhe with Yangchun noodles.

Daphne, of course she was not happy. As soon as she finished speaking, she couldn't help but say to Chen Xiao with a stern face:

"Hurry back to the kitchen and get warm and Daphne likes to eat."

Song Nuan lives a luxurious life, and has tasted all kinds of high-end delicacies from all over the world. Of course, she looks down on the bland Yangchun noodles, but in order to please Chen Xiao, she said without thinking:

"Auntie Qing, don't be so troublesome. I usually like to eat Yangchun noodles."

As she said that, she had picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

In order to make Chen Qing believe her words, she deliberately pretended to be very devoted and very happy, as if the bowl was not the bland Yangchun noodles, but the latest "Long Liver Phoenix Marrow Soup" launched by Quail Sky

.

But as soon as she got into the mouth of the small mouthful of Yangchun noodles, she was stunned by the indescribable feeling of the fragrance of her lips and teeth that she would only have when she enjoyed Longgan Fengxie Decoction.

"Chen Xiao, your cooking skills are so amazing, right? Why can such a bowl of ordinary Yangchun noodles be so delicious? Suck it——"

In addition to being shocked, she swallowed her voraciously as if she was reincarnated by a hungry ghost. She had eaten most of the bowl of Yangchun's face as big as a palm in a blink of an eye. Her delicate and beautiful cheeks were round and her sexy lips.

It was as fast as if the engine was installed, and the slender and white neck was swallowing wildly.

"this……"

Daphne was stunned, her face full of surprise, and secretly despised her:

"This guy is too good at licking, right? Although I have never eaten noodles produced in China, I only have oil, salt, sauce and vinegar. How delicious can the noodles with clear soup with chopped green onion and ginger be?"

Contempt is contempt, Daphne actually wants to take the opportunity to please Chen Xiao.

For fear that Song Nuan would take it first, she didn't care about burning her mouth. She picked up the strange chopsticks and quickly picked up a mouthful of noodles and sent it to her mouth, saying, "It's a good thing to do," she said in a pretentious way:

"Yes, yes! Aunt Qing, let's take the Yangchun noodles made by Dr. Chen. I haven't eaten authentic Chinese Yangchun noodles since I was a child!"

"ah……"

Seeing that her eating movements were too fierce, Chen Qing was so scared that she screamed:

"Silly girl, be careful to burn your mouth..."

But before Chen Qing finished speaking, Daphne, who was not very good at using chopsticks with one hand, had already opened her bow left and right, holding a chopstick in one hand and rapping noodles into her mouth, vaguely marveling:

"Oh! God! Oriental food is even more delicious than recorded on TV! I have lived in vain since I was a child! Huhu--"

With the sound of talking, she didn't care about the hotness, so she threw away the chopsticks that were not good at hand, and then changed to snatching them with bare hands, eating them so hard that she was completely selfless.

"Well……"

Chen Qing was speechless and was stunned on the spot. He gradually showed a look of heartache on his face, and said to himself like a whisper:

"These two children are so pitiful. They probably go hungry a lot. Otherwise, just a bowl of spring noodles, how could they eat so delicious?"

Seeing that the two of them were about to see the bottom of the bowl, she hurriedly said with a pity on her face:

"Two silly girls, you all eat slowly, you can do enough!"

As she said that, she raised her eyebrows and urged Chen Xiao:
Chapter completed!