Vol 3 Chapter 2208:

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The prince looked at the two little guys sitting across the table. The two little guys were not afraid of life. They were looking at him with curiosity. Liner asked directly: "Who are you? Why come to us?" Home? Why do you feel cold when you stand by your side? You and Cognac look like you, what is your relationship?"
In the face of this awkward question, the prince smiled and answered seriously: "I am your dry relative, because you are curious about your two little guys, so come, I have lived in the cold for many years. The place, so the body is colder than the average person, because I am the new one you are doing, so we look alike!"
Lin Er seems to understand, but there is still something he still has doubts: "Since you are a dry relative, then you must live together, why is the dry body warm, and you are cold? Why do You have a heartbeat, but you don’t?"
The prince was dumbfounded: "It really is an interesting little guy, and the question asked is very interesting!"
Obviously, the prince does not intend to answer these questions, but Liner has no intention to give up: "Don't blame him, why don't you answer me?"
The nephew on the side said: "Little brother, are you stupid? He obviously doesn't want to tell you, why are you still asking? When he is gone, let's ask if you can't do it?" Cognac loves them so much, sure. Will tell them.
The prince laughed happily: "Well, let's wait for me to go and ask you to do it!" Some things, he didn't want to say, didn't even think about it, the child's innocence made the old thing come back, he found that his heart is still Colic, it turns out he never forgot.
At this time, Xia Yuanqiu and Zhu Xi had a good meal on the table, there are still two steamed dumplings that the little guys love to eat, and the roast chicken and fried noodles that Yuanjun loves.
Yuan Jun also walked around the apron and took a casserole from the kitchen to the dining room, placing the pot on the wooden piece in the middle of the table.
The prince squatted on Yuan Qiu’s body, his face was still covered with flour, and his face was black toner. It was like a chef who would cook.
"I didn't expect it, you will still do this!" Ming Jun raised his eyebrows.
Yuan Jun laughed: "This is nothing. People, always have to eat. Although I can eat or not, I am used to eating. No one is eating in the underworld. Of course, no one will cook, so I will be slow. Slowly I learned to cook, this soup is my own hand, you try it!" He took a small bowl and added a bowl of fresh and proper bone soup to the prince.
The prince rarely eats, and even if he rises up, he will eat a little. It is purely eating and playing, but since it is a soup made by his son, he has no reason not to drink two.
It turns out that this soup is very delicious. Since it is delicious, it is not enough for two people. So he added a bowl and a bowl. The dishes on the table also went down with his soup and half of his belly. I never knew that I would eat. It can be enjoyed in such a way that when the beautiful taste blooms on the tip of the tongue, the feeling can't be described in words.
It is no wonder that Yuan Jun is so afraid of trouble, and he has to fire alone in the underworld.
He pointed to the vegetable on the table: "Is this all done by you?"
Yuan Jun shook his head: "Besides this soup, the rest are made by Yuan Qiu and Zhu Xi."
Ning Jun smiled and said: "You don't leave, stay here for ten days and a half, and learn their cooking skills. When you return to the underworld, how can you get together?"