Chapter 925: Yang Yuhuan, you are dead

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Nalanchu's eyes flickered. "Tofu ... tofu?" What is there to eat?
Yang Yuhuan was guilty of a thief, and quickly explained, "Do n’t you misunderstand, girl Nalan, I am not saying that Mink likes to take advantage of women. I said Mink likes tofu, which is the kind of bean mill."
"..." Nalanchu's face flushed slightly, Nana said, "No no no, I did not misunderstand, I can understand, and I did not say ... Master Diao Chan likes to take advantage of women."
Yang Yuhuan was relieved. "Anyway, Mink Brother just likes tofu, so please be assured that you can prepare boldly. Whatever I have, I have to go."
"Did you like anything else?" Nalanchu was restless.
"No, no, just tofu." Yang Yuhuan also fled.
Na Lanchu looked at the figure of Yang Yuhuan leaving, very puzzled, but then thought about it, the tofu tender and smooth is just right for adult Diao Chan, and it is also very good.
Thinking about it, I went to the small kitchen of Yonghua Palace and started to burn a few tofu-based dishes according to the memory.
After an hour.
Diao Chan fell asleep, and suddenly smelled an aroma, he opened his eyes.
But I saw that the sun penetrated into the room through the thick window edge paper, because there was a little dust in the room, which reflected a halo, and a woman in a long purple brocade thin cotton dress stood at the table, carefully using a spoon Something was in the bowl, and then it blew gently.
Although the distance is very long, although I can't smell anything, the words "exhaling like blue" come to mind.
and many more!
Diao Chan's thoughts suddenly stopped. The taste should be ... tofu?
After Nalanchu let the tofu and porridge dry, he sighed quietly and muttered, "I don't know when the adult Diao Chan wakes up, what to do if the food is cold for a while." He said while looking back, when he saw the Diao Chan As she stared at her sideways, the spoon was almost thrown out.
"Sable ... Master Diao Chan, when did you wake up?"
"Just woke up."
Diao Chan stared at Nalanchu's hand. "What dish?"
"Master Diao Chan, it's tofu." Nalanchu tried to control his complexion so that he didn't behave too charming.
Diao Chan's complexion changed slightly.
Nalanchu snapped sharply, his face changed, "Do you not want to eat, Master Diao Chan? I ... I ... I have a bad craftsmanship, I ... I'll just dump these tofu and let the royal dining room prepare meals And never make your own claims again. "The voice was shaking more and more.
"Wait," Diao Chan was crying anxiously when she saw Nalanchu, and quickly stopped her. "I didn't say you're bad."
Nalanchu was full of doubts.
"I mean ..." Diao Chan was a little embarrassed. "I don't ... love to eat ... tofu."
Nalanchu's originally controlled emotions collapsed immediately. "Master Diao Chan, please don't comfort me. Master Yang has already said that it is my fault that Diao Chan loves tofu. It is my fault that I will not make my own opinion or ... art."
Diao Chan panicked for a moment. He knew that the girl liked to think about it, and quickly changed her mouth. "Okay, no more, I'm teasing you, don't you tease me? I like tofu, I also like your craft, fast feed I eat and am hungry. "
Nalanchu stared at Diao Chan in a paradox.
Diao Chan cried, "You are so smart, don't you see that I like to tease you?"
"Master Diao Chan, are you really ... teasing me?"
"Really."
Nalanchu carefully observed for a long time, seeing that the adult Diao Chan did not seem to be joking, and finally believed it. He took the bowl and chopsticks and carefully waited for the adult Diao Chan to eat.
Diao Chan hates this soft and glutinous food the most. When the mouth is filled with soft tofu, he just feels sick and nauseated.
But he knew that if he spit out, the woman who liked to think about it would blame herself.
Diao Chan swallowed tofu with dedication-Yang Yuhuan, you are dead!