Evil Prince, Come Play With Me

“Oh." Shallow eats two extra bites of rice under the eyes of Lu Yingying, but the dishes really don't last.

Not to mention tofu.

Lu Yan Shan dissatisfied: “It's good for you to eat more, don't be reluctant. ”

“But I can't eat anymore, I'm full.” Stranger threw down the chopsticks.

She doesn't want to force herself.

Master told her that the agreement said that she would not be forced to use the agreement to the extreme and that Lu Yingyin could no longer be abused as before.

Although it was not arbitrary, she did not want to suffer this sin because she could not eat it.

“How can it not be eaten?” Lu Yan shadow's face didn't look good, she clipped a piece of chicken and took a bite, her eyebrows slightly stunned. It turned out to be really bad, so no wonder she couldn't eat it.

Lu Xiangyin is really not picky about eating food. He used to march with soldiers and live in the military camp. He has not eaten any ugly simple meals, so the accompanying cook is also casual.

But after staying in Wangfu for a while, he couldn't even touch the chili. After being severely painful by Gu Beilu several times, he actually fell in love with the spicy dishes.

Now eat the hot pot, it's called a fragrance.

Now that you have left Wangfu, there is really only one reason why you can't eat your own cooked meal.

Suddenly discovered that what I had eaten before was so bad.

Lu Yan's face was getting uglier and uglier. He thought he was taller and taller. He didn't even have a good cook, so it was very unpleasant.

Especially now that Shallow doesn't like to eat, he doesn't even eat.

Lu Yingying felt that his women were not eating well, and his face was very shameless.

When the stranger saw the look on his face, he almost couldn't help laughing, and rarely did he find the food unpleasant.

Lu Yan shadow is picky about everything else, whether it is used or worn by the side, even if it is served by the side, the best choice will be made.

The only reason I don't choose to eat is because I suffered when I was a kid, and I was said to have eaten grass roots when I was bitter.

The Crown Prince's cook hasn't fed his taste for years.

I didn't expect to live in Wan Wang's Palace for half a month, and his taste was picked.

“Ask the cook to rework the meal and retreat immediately.” The land-burning shadow bandaged his face and commanded him.

The Red Wolf never had a crack in his face. What's going on?

Is there a problem with the food? Is it poisonous?

The Red Wolf scouted the meal with a silver needle. It's not poisonous.

Why don't you eat it? The Prince hates wasting food.

“Prince, is there a problem with this meal?” The Red Wolf asked in confusion.

“Tasty, can't make good food, get rid of the cook.” Lu burned a glance at the stranger, who was watching him very innocently in his soft couch in Jinluo.

This woman, obviously, dislikes what he brings to the cook.

A slave is still so picky. If he had to make her eat hard, he would have...

She is not well now, she has just lost her child again, or let her do it again.

The Red Wolf waved to the maid to withdraw all the food.

The stranger took out the baggage that Gu Beilu stuffed her from the corner and took out two delicate food boxes from it, opened them and filled them with sprayed beef jerky.

She pushed the food to Lu Yan Shao: “Prince, eat this, spicy beef jerky, it smells good. ”

Lu Yanshao's face hated iron and steel: “Follow the Bailu people is really messed up. ”

There's nothing exquisite about a baggage, but it's a snack like this.