The Sweet Wife In Master Qin's Arms is a Boss Chapter 143

Chapter 143 To return the gift

This is probably the first time she has kicked the iron plate, and other foods can be endured and not eaten.

But the familiar smell of rice crackers, she couldn't help it.

I miss that smell so much.

Qin Yao was waiting for her to speak, Yun Nan knew it, but she stood still, a hint of doubt passed through her eyes, how did he know that she liked rice cakes?

Also specially prepared for her birthday?

She walked over with doubts and sat down on the sofa, less than five centimeters away from Qin Yao, a very close distance.

Qin Yao put his hand back on the armrest casually, waiting quietly for her to speak.

Yun Nan first glanced at the steaming rice cake, and knew that it was just out of the pot, then looked up at Qin Yao, her black and white eyes bright as stars: "This is the surprise you said?"

Qin Yao nodded, watching how she opened her mouth to say, want to eat rice cakes?

Yun Nan saw that he just nodded without saying a word, thought for a while, and then asked, "Is this the birthday present you gave me?"

Qin Yao was noncommittal, just looked at her with a smile.

Yun Nan saw that he didn't speak, so he took it as his acquiescence, suddenly raised the corners of his lips, and said with a smile, "Brother Xiao Yao is so nice."

After finishing speaking, in front of Qin Yao's face, slender fingers stretched into the plate and took out a piece of rice cake. There was a warm and soft touch from the belly of her fingers, which she was familiar with. She handed it to her lips and took a bite. The cake is made of rice flour. The skin is very thin, and the texture is a little soft. When you take a bite, there will be oil flowing out, and it is a bit spicy. The familiar taste made her stunned for a while.

The ingredients for the stuffing are pork belly, pickles, and dried tofu, and peppers are added. If you like spicy food, you will like this taste very much.

If you don't like spicy food, you can also leave out the chilli.

The taste of this rice cake is very similar to that made by grandma, even the filling ingredients inside are the same, and the taste is very similar.

She looked at Qin Yao in disbelief, with inquiring eyes, rice cakes are farm snacks in Chen Yao's small town, and there are many people in the village who can make them, but everyone's taste is different.

The rice cakes made by grandma have thin skin and delicious fillings, which cannot be made by others.

But Qin Yao, a noble son of a wealthy and prestigious family, can actually do it?

Qin Yao couldn't help but want to laugh when she saw her putting her hand into the plate, but she held it back and didn't forget to praise him before eating, and let him know that she was really different before eating.

"If it suits your appetite, just eat more. If you want to ask anything, I'll ask you later, but I need a gift in return."

Yun Nan wanted to continue eating, and she replied lightly, "I won't pick gifts."

Qin Yao looked at her, his eyes didn't brush her lips easily, the pink lips like petals were stained with a lot of oil, because of the chili peppers, the pale pink lips darkened a bit.

His eyes darkened a bit, "Well, don't worry, I'll pick the gifts myself, you won't suffer."

Yun Nan: "???"

"I'll go take a shower first."

Qin Yao grinned and stood up, walked to the wardrobe, took out his clothes and walked into the bathroom.

Gift in return?

Pick it yourself.

Won't suffer?

Yun Nan continued to eat rice cakes with doubts. Originally, he missed grandma very much that day, eating familiar rice cakes, and even more uncontrollably thinking, but on the surface, people are not willing to come out.

She can eat rice cakes that taste like grandma, and she is willing to give any gifts she wants.

The rice cakes made by Qin Yao are thin and not big, and they eat very little food and drink at night.

When Qin Yao came out of the bath, she had already eaten the five rice cakes, and she took out a wet towel to wipe the oil stains on the corners of her lips and hands.

Ask for a ticket

…

baby. Guess what the return gift is?

(end of this chapter)

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