I sell broken jars in Douluo

Chapter 101 Fiancee

"Who cooked that meal?" Luo Chuan asked puzzled.

"Hee hee, of course I cooked it, didn't you promise me just now? Now I have to eat, so you have to feed me." Ning Rongrong said with a smile.

"No!" Luo Chuan refused without thinking.

"Why? You don't want to. Could it be that you think the food I cook is too bad? Or don't you like me? Or do you want to throw me out?" Ning Rongrong pouted and said aggrievedly.

"Uh, no, no." Looking at Ning Rongrong's cute and pitiful face, Luo Chuan felt soft in his heart.

Seeing that Luo Chuan's heart softened, Ning Rongrong hurriedly said while the iron was hot: "Brother Luo Chuan, I know you must have worked very hard, so just feed me, and I will feel better in my heart."

"Okay, but you have to promise me one thing, that is, you are not allowed to run out indiscriminately after eating." Luo Chuan compromised, after all, he still loves this little girl very much.

Ning Rongrong nodded, then said with a smile: "No problem."

"En." Luo Chuan nodded, then took out the bowl and chopsticks, ready to serve Ning Rongrong with rice.

When Ning Rongrong saw that Luo Chuan was going to serve her a meal, he quickly waved his hand and said, "Brother Luo Chuan, I will serve this bowl. You should wash up quickly, and then go to bed after eating. You will be sure today." It must have been a day without a good rest."

"Are you sure you can handle this bowl of rice?" Luo Chuan looked at Ning Rongrong suspiciously.

"Don't worry! Although I don't dare to say that I can hold a bowl of rice steadily, it is still no problem to hold a bowl of rice." Ning Rongrong raised her chest with a proud look.

"Well, if you can hold this bowl of rice, you can sleep with me tonight." Luo Chuan said with a smile.

"That's what you said!" Ning Rongrong said.

"Well, I mean what I say." Luo Chuan smiled.

"Well, then I'll start eating." Ning Rongrong smiled and nodded.

Afterwards, Ning Rongrong sat down, picked up the rice bowl and began to eat.

Ning Rongrong's food is very delicious, and her appearance is also very elegant. She is worthy of being a daughter of a rich family. The meals she has eaten since childhood must be extraordinary. Luo Chuan has already experienced this.

Ning Rongrong took a few mouthfuls of food, then stopped suddenly, looked up at Luo Chuan and said, "Brother Luo Chuan, do you think I'm ugly when I eat like this?"

"How is that possible!" Luo Chuan was stunned for a moment, and then laughed loudly: "In my eyes, Sister Rongrong, you are very beautiful when you eat. Don't pay attention to how you eat when you eat. That will not have any sense of beauty. When eating, the most important thing is to feel the deliciousness of the food. When eating, you only need to focus on your mouth and swallow the food."

"It turned out to be like this!" Ning Rongrong suddenly realized, and then continued to eat.

Ning Rongrong ate for a while, then raised her head and looked at Luo Chuan, with a hint of confusion in her eyes, "Brother Luo Chuan, I feel like I'm not full, I want to eat meat!"

"Huh? Still eating meat?" Luo Chuan looked at Ning Rongrong in a daze, and thought to himself: You are trying to torture me to death.

"Why, can't you? I want to eat meat, can't you?" Ning Rongrong pouted and said dissatisfied.

"Of course." Luo Chuan smiled slightly, then went to the kitchen to find meat for Ning Rongrong, and then made broth for her.

When Luo Chuan filled Ning Rongrong with a big pot of soup and handed it to Ning Rongrong, Ning Rongrong shook his head hastily, "No, no, I want to eat braised pork, braised pork ribs, and braised fish!"

"Uh, I fried the braised pork and braised pork ribs myself. Are you sure you want to eat braised pork?" Luo Chuan looked at Ning Rongrong with a look of surprise.

"That's what you fried? Well then, make me a plate of braised pork ribs and a plate of braised fish." Ning Rongrong curled her lips with a disappointed expression.

"Okay, I'll make it for you right away." Luo Chuan was speechless, this little girl is really picky.

Then Luo Chuan went to the kitchen to make braised pork and fish for Ning Rongrong.

After Luochuan finished frying, after bringing out two plates of braised pork and a piece of braised fish, Ning Rongrong immediately pounced on them, and shouted while eating: "Wow, it's really delicious, brother Luochuan's cook!" Yizhen is amazing, you can hang out with me in the future and be my bodyguard!"

Luo Chuan rolled his eyes, and thought to himself: If I were your bodyguard, wouldn't I be tormented to death by you?But Luo Chuan didn't say it directly, but said: "Rongrong, from now on, you can call me husband, or my dear husband. You can't call him by his first name, otherwise I will misunderstand."

"Okay, okay." Ning Rongrong pouted and agreed unwillingly.

Seeing this, Luo Chuan smiled and said, "Eat quickly, it will be cold later."

"En." Ning Rongrong responded obediently, then continued to eat with her head down, eating very slowly, as if she was tasting the most precious food, for fear of eating too fast and wasting the food.

Luo Chuan sat across from her, observing Ning Rongrong while eating, and found that this little girl was quite pretty, not only good-looking, but also pretty in clothes, this chick was also a foodie, eating at a fast It was two-thirds slower than usual, but still eating with gusto, which made Luo Chuan feel very strange.

"Why don't you eat more? Why do you eat so slowly? Didn't you say you want to lose weight?" Luo Chuan frowned.

"Losing weight is one thing, eating is another." Ning Rongrong said with a smile: "I eat like I'm learning how to cook. The faster I eat, the more I enjoy my taste buds."

After hearing this, Luo Chuan was speechless.

After eating, Luo Chuan cleared the dining table and went to wash the dishes.

"Brother Luo Chuan, you don't need to work, just let me do this kind of thing." Ning Rongrong said, and walked into the kitchen to help Luo Chuan clean up the dishes.

Luo Chuan didn't bother to refuse, so he asked Ning Rongrong to wash the dishes for him.

"Brother Luo Chuan, are you 12 years old this year?" Ning Rongrong looked at Luo Chuan and asked suddenly.

"Well, I'm twelve this year." Luo Chuan nodded.

"Then I'm the same as you." Ning Rongrong smiled.

"It doesn't matter." Luo Chuan waved his hand and said, "The age of life can be changed through later training."

"Then do you have a favorite girlfriend this year?" Ning Rongrong continued to ask.

"Not yet." Luo Chuan shook his head. To be honest, he was also a little worried about his relationship.

"Then do you have a favorite girl?" Ning Rongrong asked again.

"No. The main reason is that I don't dare to have a favorite." Luo Chuan still shook his head.

"Then do you have any special fantasies about your fiancée?" Ning Rongrong asked again.

"My fantasy is to marry a wife who is gentle, kind, virtuous, and looks like a fairy," Luo Chuan said with a smile.

"Tch, that's too superficial, so what kind of girl do you like?"

(End of this chapter)