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Gu Yancheng avoided her gaze, nodded, "It's delicious."

There was no hesitation.

Meng Yao's heart was shaken for a moment.

Could it be that I did it differently twice?
It should also be unlikely.

Her gaze stayed on Gu Yancheng's body, "What you said is true?"

Gu Yancheng nodded vigorously, "Of course what I said is true, could there be false ones?"

"I have eaten the things I made, but they are not delicious at all." Meng Yao gritted her teeth.

Gu Yancheng's eyes widened immediately, and then he was instantly discouraged, "Actually, it's okay. Although there is less salt and a little more oil, it must be nourishing."

"Hehe, I lied to you, I didn't drink the chicken soup yesterday at all."

Meng Yao immediately laughed angrily, put her hands on her hips, and looked at him fiercely.

Gu Yancheng was startled, he said in disbelief, "You, you lied to me?"

"I'm not lying to you, I'm just cheating you, I didn't expect you to admit it, tsk." After finishing speaking, Meng Yao sat beside Gu Yancheng, resting her head with her hands, "Speak, I How does the chicken soup you made yesterday taste like?"

With a resentful look in his eyes, Gu Yancheng said, "It's actually not bad."

"Ok?"

Under Meng Yao's persecuting gaze, Gu Yancheng finally spoke clearly.

Meng Yao looked dazed after hearing this, "It turns out that the food I made is so bad, then you still ate it all."

"Because, that's what you made, and I don't want to waste the food you made." Gu Yancheng said seriously.

Meng Yao's heart suddenly became extremely soft.

With gentle eyes, she said: "Actually, if it's not tasty, you don't have to eat it. Let's just throw it away. There's no need to insist on it, right?"

Originally something is made to make people feel happy, if eating it makes people feel unhappy, then what do you eat it for, just throw it away.

Gu Yancheng shook his head.

Meng Yao instantly understood what he meant.

"Okay, okay, it's fine if you don't want to throw it away, but ah, I have realized that I really don't have the talent to cook, so I will not cook in the future, so as not to waste food."

Meng Yao spread her hands and spoke in disappointment.

She also wanted to be able to make delicious food by herself, but her skills were not strong enough.

She can only eat, not cook.

Gu Yancheng held her hand, and said in a low voice: "It's okay, from now on, you don't make it for others to eat, just make it for me, no matter what you do, I can eat it all."

Meng Yao chuckled twice, neither saying yes nor bad.

At this moment, Grandma Gu came in with something.

What she was carrying in her hand was the pigeon soup packaged from a five-star hotel, which was the most nourishing.

As soon as Grandma Gu entered the door, she saw the two of them holding hands. Suddenly, her expression was as dark as the bottom of the pot.

She glanced at the two of them angrily, and in the end nothing was wrong, she lifted the lunch box and put it on Gu Yancheng's bedside table.

"This is the pigeon soup I packed for you from the big hotel. It's very delicious. You're in such a bad health. Drink it."

Unexpectedly, Gu Yancheng took a look at the pigeon soup and then looked away, "This pigeon soup is so good, you can drink it, grandma, my girlfriend made something delicious for me, and I will bring it to me later."

Hearing Gu Yancheng's words, Grandma Gu's face became even darker.