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Chapter 708: Dare to dislike the things I make are not delicious

Uncle Ying is the housekeeper of the Seventh Prince's Mansion. Since she lived in the palace half a year ago, the housekeeper has started cooking this so-called "nutritional meal" for her to eat every day.

People say that eating should pay attention to color, fragrance and taste, but Uncle Ying ate her the "black soil" that she had eaten for half a year. Not to mention color and smell, the taste made her feel nauseous.

At the beginning, she didn't want to smear the old man's kindness and ate it, but it's been half a year. She has to eat this bowl every day. No matter how colorful, fragrant and delicious it is, she should be tired of it, right?

What's more, this didn't give her the appetite to eat.

"You said everything, I've eaten it for half a year. What's the point of eating it again?"

Uncle Ying brought the dark mist to her mouth that night, looking dismissive.

Several black lines fell from Mu Yifei's forehead. Looking at the thing in front of her that really made her nausea, she said:

"Uncle Ying, you say that every day."

When she ate the first bowl, he said, "I've eaten it once anyway, what's the point of eating it again?"

For the past six months, he has been making such a fuss every day, and she has been fooled by her every time.

I really doubt when my perseverance became so good, and I could really tolerate this smeared thing for more than half a year.

Frowning, she swallowed, and she was determined not to take over the ugly thing again.

"Don't be verbally whispered, eat it quickly, this thing is very nutritious. After you eat it, you will ensure that the child will be born healthy in a month."

"But......"

Mu Yifei frowned, "This thing is really good... so unpalatable."

After enduring for half a year, she still couldn't help but say this.

"Damn it!"

Uncle Ying was furious, and his old eyes suddenly became extremely sharp. He stared at Mu Yifei and said, "How come Uncle Ying's things are bad? Eat quickly!"

He grabbed Mu Yifei's hand domineeringly, handed the bowl to her, and said, "Eat quickly, I'll collect the bowl later. If I know that you didn't eat or poured it for me, let me see how I deal with you."

The domineering tone was filled with a small warning.

"Uncle Ying..."

Mu Yifei frowned and looked at the butler pitifully.

"I'm leaving!"

He completely ignored Mu Yifei's request, turned around and left, muttering dissatisfiedly:

"Damn girl, I dare to dislike the things I make for are not delicious. I haven't made them yet..."

Mu Yifei frowned and looked at the black stuff. Finally, she sighed in compromise, "Just eat it, I've been eating it for half a year anyway."

He returned to the room with the bowl of things, stirred it with a spoon for a few times, and said to himself, "Is this thing really so nutritious?"

She was a little suspicious, but then she thought that in the past six months, the deadly angina pectoris had not occurred at once.

Originally, she should have died half a year ago, but half a year later, she unexpectedly lived a good life.

She really didn't believe that this incurable terminal illness can be cured by Uncle Ying's ugly bowl of things.

She shrugged her shoulders, but she still obediently held the bowl of "black soil" and started eating.

She had experienced what Uncle Ying called "tidying up".

It’s not that he really wants to abuse her, but that he will keep clamoring in your ears like Tang Monk for several days, which will really force you to strangle him to death.
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