Charm of a Thousand Moons

Although Lielot was surprised that Nuojie knew about Huijue's family, he was not surprised at all.

"Return to Manager Nuo, that's right."

It turned out to be the son of the God of Cookery family, no wonder the cooking skills are so good, so it is not surprising, but the income of the cooks in the palace is not high, how can the son of the dignified family be greedy for such money.

Qian Yueshen drank the second bowl, touched her chubby belly and felt full, licked her lips, relished the taste, and felt that she still wanted to eat, but she was afraid that her stomach would not be able to take it.

Thinking left and right, the little face couldn't help showing a little aggrieved expression.

Qian Yueshen saw Qian Yue Che's reaction in a funny way: "Didn't the cook call for you? If you want to eat, let him prepare it tomorrow. Today's stomach is already full."

Even though Qian Yue Che said so, he still didn't forget to touch Qian Yue Che's little hand and rub his belly together.

Dudu looked dissatisfied at the man who took the opportunity to eat his tofu, Qian Yueche turned his eyes to Lelot who was looking at them curiously: "How do you make this soup? In the soup I have eaten before, there is It's because the fishy smell is too strong." The family of the God of Cookery must be able to cook a lot of delicious food, and he has already felt sick to his stomach after eating those delicacies from the mountains and seas in the palace every day.

"Returning to your highness, Director Nuo has been rich in the imperial dining room before, and your highness doesn't like meat by nature and has fainting phenomenon. However, if you don't like meat, it will have a great impact on the development of your highness who is still a child. Therefore, the slaves use fresh and tender chickens to stew, because the fishy smell of chickens is not as strong as that of adult chickens.

Then pick out the bones from the stewed muscles, cut the bones, take out the bone marrow inside and put it into the chicken soup that was stewed before, and add the whole meat into the bone marrow soup.

After simmering for a few minutes, it tastes like what your Highness is drinking now. " Lerote spoke clearly and logically, and Qian Yueche could hear it clearly.

As a top student in medical school, he himself knows the nutrition of bone marrow.

It's just that I didn't expect that in this era, there are people who can use it in such a reasonable way. It seems that this Huijue family is really not simple in terms of food.

Qian Yueche was quite satisfied with Lielot, and tugged on Qian Yueshen's clothes with her small hands: "Father..." He called out softly, and narrowed his sleepy eyes, which meant that the little guy was at this time tired.

Qianyue God understood what the little guy meant, and looked up at Lie Luote with a smile that was not the same as before: "From now on, you only need to be in charge of Che'er's food, and the rest of the dining room will be put aside for the time being, and I will follow you later." Nuojie come live in the Golden Dragon Hall here, in case Che'er needs it."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Lerot nodded respectfully.

It is said that His Majesty loves His Majesty a little too much. It seems that this is true, but His Majesty's favor is not as difficult as imagined.

When the entire palace mentioned the matter of the poppy empire's waiter that day, they all admired the little highness, but today Lerot saw the legendary little highness, and felt that he was a very delicate and beautiful child.

And for the name of the so-called genius who met that day, maybe it was just because he was a child of a child.

Qianyue God gently patted Qianyue Che's tender face: "Che'er, be good, don't go to sleep, go and wipe your body first."

The originally closed eyes opened lazily: "Father, Che'er is sleepy, Father help Che'er wipe it." Anyway, his body was always wiped by Qianyue God, the only difference is that he used to wipe it. is awake.

It's just that he was really tired today, and besides, Father didn't eat less of his tofu.

Scrubbing Qian Yueche is torture for Qian Yueche even if he enjoys it.

What I enjoy is that my hands can caress the smooth skin, and the supple skin is three points more crystal clear than ordinary children because of the relationship between the holy spirit beads in the body.

The face carved like white jade began to be smudged red by the heat of the warm water. Since establishing a relationship with this little guy, every time he helped this little guy take a bath, Qian Yueshen was a little dissatisfied with the high crotch. Little jj.

Some even protested: why is it so honest?

After taking off all their clothes, Qian Yueshen carried Qian Yueche into the hot spring. The little guy was tired and soaking in the hot spring was good for his body.

Slowly separate the little guy's legs, let him sit on his waist facing her.

The little guy squinted his eyes, with his little face pressed against his chest, sleeping very comfortably.Occasionally frowned a few lines.

It's not that the big little PP that is pushing against Qian Yueche doesn't feel the heat, but Qian Yueche knows that Qian Yueche won't really stuff his desire into his back.

So let him do it, after all, it's really not easy for such a man who is physically and mentally healthy to abstain from sexual intercourse for himself.

The tip of the desire was pressed against Qian Yueche's little chrysanthemum, gently rubbing it.

Qian Yueche shrank back subconsciously, slightly sucking the desire of Qian Yueche.

"Hmm..." He spat out in a low voice, the damn little guy actually shrank at this time, which made him almost vent impulsively.

Qian Yueche suddenly opened her eyes, and there was a sweet smile in her murmured voice: "Father has long thought about not having premature ejaculation for the sake of future happiness."

Qian Yueshen's eyes widened, black and bright like obsidian, with lustful longing in the center, and a trace of suppressed pain: "Damn child, did you do it on purpose?"

Qian Yueche just smiled and didn't speak, her ice-gold eyes were full of endless emotions, she held Qian Yueshen's shoulder with her small hands, and leaned against her little face to listen to his heartbeat: "Father, wait for me... Wait for me for ten years..."