The Long-awaited Mr Han

2513-Sword

She always likes to eat, but this time she has no appetite.

Lu Man thinks that it was probably because he had eaten a lot of small cakes in His Majesty's school, so he was not hungry.

Fortunately, the fish was not supportive, so she ate it.

Who knows, as soon as you enter your mouth, the fish fills up with a strong fishy smell.

Lu Man is not a squirrel mandarin fish that has not eaten Shengyue, and has always been delicious.

No smell at all.

In some of the restaurants she has eaten, Shengyue is really one of the best.

But this time it smelled so big.

Looking at other people's food, there was no response at all.

Seeing her face, Han Zhuo asked, "What? It's not delicious?"

Lu Man whispered, "This time it's too fishy."

I was embarrassed to speak directly in front of Yan Beicheng, so I lowered my voice.

Who knew that Han Zhuoli directly asked Yan Beicheng, "You have changed your kitchen?"

Yan Beicheng was stunned by him asking, "No, what's wrong?"

"The squirrel mandarin fish is too fishy," Han Zhuoli said.

"Isn't it?" Yan Beicheng hadn't eaten yet, and the fish turned to him, so he took a piece of it.

I tasted it for a long time, "No, it's the same as before. You try it."

Yan Beicheng turned around, and Han Zhuoli also tasted a piece.

Emmmm ...

Not really fishy.

But how could Lu Man be wrong?

Therefore, Han Zhuoli said with great integrity: "It seems that my family's long-term taste is more sensitive."

Everyone: "..."

Lu Man was embarrassed, and those blushed looked up.

He whispered to Han Zhuoli that he was afraid that she might have more things to do.

Now everyone doesn't feel fishy, ​​she just feels fishy, ​​and suddenly she seems too much.

Lu Man quietly poked Han Zhuoli under the table.

Really, why say it out loud.

What did Song Yu think of and asked Lu Man, "Did you eat this before, didn't you feel fishy?"

"Yeah, I used to like it," Lu Man said.

Song Yu had eaten just now, and I felt that it was no different from usual taste.

Seeing Lu Man's dish with fried crabs, Song Yu said, "Then you don't eat crabs first. What else do you like to eat?"

"Well ... I like something spicy, hotpot is my favorite." Lu Man answered truthfully.

It happened that they were a little bit **** this time, and Song Yu transferred Mao Xuewang to Lu Man. "Do you usually like this?"

"Um." Lu Man still had a little bit of difficulty understanding Song Yu's meaning.

Song Yu smiled and said, "Do you taste it? Do you like it?"

Lu Man is also weird. She also eats this occasionally, and occasionally when she comes to Shengyue, she likes it.

Lu Man stretched out his chopsticks and grabbed a piece of cow louver.

This is what she likes to eat in hot pot. Like duck blood, it is a must-order dish.

Who knew that taking a bite, Lu Man frowned.

Song Yu asked: "What? Is it fishy?"

"Well, the fishy smell is a bit heavy." Lu Man himself felt strange. "No, it's spicy. It should have covered the fishy smell. And I used to eat it, and never felt the louvery smelly. . "

Lu Man didn't believe in evil, so Song Yu didn't need to say that he caught another piece of duck blood she loved most.

As a result, when the tip of her tongue touched a little, she almost vomited.

Song Yu hurriedly said, "Okay, don't try it. I think you should go to Chutian Hospital to check it first."

Note: Song Yu is Qi Chengzhi's wife. The story of the two is in "Seven Sons 1"

There is one more before 3 o'clock ~

(End of this chapter)