The Enchantress of Medicine, with the Heaven Defying Child, and the Black Belly Father

“Nature.” The emperor snorted.

Who else can make it but Benjun?

Muang was really shocked this time, "You, cook for me yourself? ”

“Nature!” is the same answer.

“But why? ”

He is clearly a high emperor, and the man who plays martial arts on this continent is only a tiny ant to him.

Ming... he should be the one the world's people admire, make all women feel like they love.

Why would someone like that wear such a ridiculous apron and spoon soup for themselves?

The emperor approached her slightly, slowly: “Because, Moe, your cooking is too bad for your health. ”

The blues of Muang's forehead jumped suddenly.

Son of a bitch! Anything that touches me is a floating cloud.

She pulled up her lips and revealed a laugh that looked ridiculous and alluring, "It's not good for you, Your Highness. Did you eat so much that day? I thought you were very pleased with my craftsmanship! ”

“Well, satisfied.” The face of the emperor does not change colour, “as long as it is made by Moe, I am satisfied. It doesn't matter if you eat it forever. ”

Moo-yan stunned for a moment.

"But you and Bao can't," he continued. You are weak, Bao is still a child, you cannot eat those… I will be responsible for your food and drink in the future. ”

“I told you, the cook who makes these dishes can keep you company for the rest of your life, if you like. ”

Mu looked at him with a blast in his ear as if he could hear a heartbeat that was deafening.

Her heart, almost bouncing out of her chest.

She thought that perhaps there would never be another man in the world, like the man in front of her, who could forget his identity and do anything for her that was not.

Muay has a bad feeling.

If the emperor's emotions had been so fierce and resolute,

If she stays with this man in the morning and in the evening, she will be... unable to hold her heart.

“What are you staring at me for?” The emperor frowned slightly and clipped the dishes into her plate. The action was gentle, but the tone was slightly unfriendly. "Even if she wanted to cultivate the flowers, she couldn't stop eating. If you let me know that you won't eat anything for four hours, just play the piano, you'll never see Bao again. ”

This time, Muyan rarely sang against him.

Instead, they silently send the dishes that the Emperor clamped in to the entrance.

Sautéed vegetables are spicy and delicious, eaten in the mouth of the mule, but only slightly sour and slightly sweet.

Seeing the emperor still keeps picking his own dishes.

Muang suddenly clamped a shrimp jen and stuffed it in the mouth of the emperor. "Don't you want to taste your craft? ”

The emperor smiled and then chewed the shrimp in his stomach without expression.

No one noticed that his ears were quietly red.

The corner of the mouth also lifts a shallow curve.

Immediately afterwards, he coughed softly. “Honjun is hungry, too. You keep clipping it for Honjun. ”

He wouldn't say that he doesn't have to eat anything in his flesh today.

Even in the martial arts, there is no hunger at all.

Muay blinked, “Aren't the chopsticks right there? ”

The man across the street frowned and looked very upset, "Honjun is tired. ”

Tired of eating?

But with the strength to pack her a bunch of dishes?

Muang turned a white eye and didn't poke the man through.