Fearing that Chen Xiao would not understand his good intentions, Chen Qing pulled Chen Xiao to her and whispered:

"Son, if you want to capture a girl's heart, you must first grasp the girl's taste buds. I usually teach you how to cook, isn't it today? Nuannuan and Daphne are both good girls in a row. You must not lose your chain. Go back to the kitchen and show you all the specialty dishes I taught you."

At this moment, Song Nuan drank the noodle soup in the bowl without leaving any drop, and then turned her mind to the two remaining bowls of Yangchun noodles on the table, with beautiful eyes shining and mouth salivating:

"Auntie Qing, Chen Xiao, do you eat it? If you don't eat it, just give it to me. I'm not full yet..."

There was still half a bowl of Yangchun noodles left in front of Daphne. As soon as Song Nuan finished speaking, she had quickly snatched the bowl that Song Nuan was thinking about, and said voraciously while grabbing it with her hands:

"I...I'm not full yet! Dr. Chen, the noodles you put on... are so delicious..."

"That's Auntie Love..."

Song Nuan was furious and wanted to slap the table and play with the young lady's temper. However, she did not resist the temptation of delicious food. She raised her high white and slender hand and quickly picked up the last bowl of Yangchun noodles and ate her head and feasted.

"A girl in her twenties can eat two big bowls of Yangchun noodles? You... how hungry are you?"

Chen Qing was speechless, feeling more and more that Song Nuan and Daphne were poor and hungry, so they hurriedly continued to urge Chen Xiao, who was laughing and crying and unable to walk back to the kitchen: ъìＱυＧΕt�.℃ǒΜ

"Boy, hurry up! Put the rice in the pot, stew the lamb chops, braised beef brisket, steamed sea bass, stir-fried chicken liver..."

But before Chen Qing finished speaking, Song Nuan and Daphne, who were only concerned about burying their heads and eating, suddenly shook their heads in unison and said:

"Auntie Qing, we just want to have another bowl of Yangchun noodles."

"Also eat the noodles my son has?"

Chen Qing noticed that the two women had eaten half of the second bowl of Yangchun noodles, and the exaggerated eating style of fighting for me seemed to be a food competition site that was more than who ate more. He couldn't help but suspect that the two women were jealous of Chen Xiao.

Then she realized that her existence was most likely an annoying "light bulb". She was both angry and funny, so she controlled her wheelchair and entered the inner room alone, and deliberately yawned repeatedly:

"Nannuan, Daphne, I'm sleepy. Let Chen Xiao do whatever you want to eat. Don't be disgusted."

Soon, Chen Xiao, who was quick-witted and skilled, brought out two large bowls of hot Yangchun noodles from the kitchen, one of which was his and the other was the old one.

He didn't see the secrets around him, so he asked Song Nuan and Daphne:

"Where is my mom?"

Song Nuan and Daphne had eaten the second bowl of noodles completely, enjoying the noodle soup without feeling satisfied.

Seeing the two bowls of noodles brought by Chen Xiao, Song Nuan, whose lower abdomen was slightly raised, quickly said with a hurried look:

"Chen Xiao, Aunt Qing has gone to bed. Can I eat the bowl of Yangchun noodles you gave her?"

Daphne followed closely behind and couldn't wait to interface:

"Doctor Chen, let me eat it. I have eaten a lot since I was a child. I only have three-point full after eating two large bowls of noodles! Hiccup..."

As soon as she finished speaking, she burped a big burp, obviously eating too much.

"No! The human body's stomach and intestine space is limited. If you two eat enough, it will be more than just a big belly."

Chen Xiao was worried that Chen Qing was suddenly sleepy because of his physical discomfort. He ignored the two girls while speaking. He picked up one of the bowls of Yangchun noodles and went to the small clinic in the inner room to visit him while eating.

Song Nuan and Daphne looked at the remaining bowl of hot Yangchun noodles, their eyes gradually became straight, and their saliva could not stop flowing. After only half a minute of struggling, they threw Chen Xiao's advice behind their heads. After half a bowl, they continued to shake off their cheeks and feasted. The cheerful expression of the eyebrows was as if they had finally eaten the snacks they had longed for.

But as he ate, Daphne felt a sudden burst of pain from her high and raised abdomen, and she couldn't hold it in and screamed:

"Ouch! My stomach hurts so much..."

Chen Xiao from the small clinic in the inner room was now applying medicine to Chen Qing who was already asleep. Unexpectedly, he heard Daphne's pain cry, his heart skipped a beat and he quickly rushed out.

After only a while, Daphne was sweating heavily and her face was pale. She was holding the table with one hand and covering her stomach with the other, looking very painful.

Although Song Nuan didn't feel her stomach ache, she suddenly felt that the noodles in the bowl were no longer fragrant. She was covering her big belly that seemed to be pregnant for six months.

"I deserve it!"

Chen Xiao noticed that the bowl of Yangchun noodles he gave Chen Qing again had been eaten by the two women, and couldn't help but feel a little depressed, but after all, the doctor was kind-hearted and couldn't bear it. As he spoke, he had already raised his face and hugged Daphne and rushed into the small clinic next to Chen Qing.
Chapter completed!