Pinch your waist: Your husband has a beauty mark

Gu Yunxi didn't say anything, just lowered her head and gnawed on the chicken leg.

It still has that familiar taste. Even though I have only eaten it for half a month, I still remember it in my heart.

Only he can make such delicious food.

Being particular and making do sound the same, but they taste completely different.

It turns out that you can be so particular in the wild.

In the whole world, he is probably the only one who can do it.

Xiao Lingdang saw that Gu Yunxi was already eating. Although she was still worried, since the lady had eaten, she couldn't escape anyway.

Therefore, she didn't want to hide anymore.

I tore off a large piece of chicken breast and took a big bite.

I thought that chicken breasts must be far inferior to chicken legs, but I didn't expect that there are people in this world who can grill chicken breasts so tender and juicy.

It really opened her eyes!

It's not woody at all, it's slippery.

Little Bell finished the chicken breast in two or three bites and immediately tore the chicken breast on the other side.

Gu Yunxi felt a little distressed: "Why are you so nice to me?"

"Huh?" Xiao Lingdang looked at her, unable to react. Why did she suddenly say such a thing?

Gu Yunxi still stared at her face and sighed with emotion: "Strictly speaking, you have been with me for only two or three months, and I haven't done anything to particularly move you."

Why do you think about her everywhere?

"I didn't do anything, miss." Little Lingdang still looked confused.

Gu Yunxi smiled, took the roast chicken in her hand, tore off another chicken leg and handed it to her.

"I'm a little uncomfortable and can't eat much. If you try this chicken drumstick, it will definitely make you forget all the delicious food in the world."

"Is it so magical?" Little Bell blinked, eager to try, but reluctant to give up.

"Try it, I really can't eat it anymore, look at my face." Gu Yunxi put her face close to hers.

"How..." Xiao Lingdang suddenly became nervous.

The young lady's face is a little red. Could it be that she is sick?

Gu Yunxi glanced at the two people in the distance. Mu Qinian was also eating, but what he ate was Yang Yi's roast chicken.

The way Yang Yi baked it was far worse than what he made himself.

But Gu Yunxi knew that he never cared about this.

Sometimes, I really can't understand him.

After dinner and getting on the carriage, Gu Yunxi couldn't help but ask the question in her heart: "You have never been particular about delicious food, why do you have such great cooking skills?"

He didn't speak.

Gu Yunxi stepped onto the carriage. When she got on, she suddenly felt dizzy and almost rolled off.

Xiao Lingdang quickly helped her up: "Miss..."

"It's okay. I've been too tired these past few days."

"But, you..." Little Lingdang was still worried.

But Gu Yunxi shook his head, and Xiao Lingdang didn't dare to talk nonsense.

Just as Little Bell helped Gu Yunxi get into the carriage and was about to lower the curtain, Mu Qinian's calm voice came from outside:

"My master is very particular and picky about what he eats. In order to make her happy, I have practiced my cooking skills for several years."

His master?

Gu Yunxi looked back at him, but Mu Qinian had already walked away and had no intention of talking to her in depth.

She had no choice but to return to the carriage and lie down on the mattress made by Little Bell.

"Miss, he said he would give you medicine tonight. He... was joking, right?" Little Lingdang was uneasy.

"Do you think he's a joker?"

Gu Yunxi closed her eyes, feeling extremely tired and wanting to rest.

"If he said tonight, it must be tonight. There is no way to hide."

Little Bell almost burst into tears.

But why is the young lady so calm? Could it be that she already has a countermeasure?