The queen is a little sweet: sir, good night!

Chapter 37 She's Hungry, Really Hungry

If Su Yeting ate the deep-fried dough sticks she put in just now, and everyone was so surprised that an egg could be stuffed into their mouths, then this time they saw him drink Xia Qianchu's soy milk.

The mouths of the maids were almost stuffed with ostrich eggs. Is this man in a floral shirt really the gentleman they know?

Embarrassment appeared on Aunt Li's face, and it was unprecedented embarrassment, "No need." After all, it was Lao Jiang, who quickly controlled the expression on his face.

Xia Qianchu's attention was on Su Yeting at the moment, so she naturally didn't notice the surprised expressions of other people, and she instantly had a good impression of Su Yeting in her heart.

"Sir, deep-fried dough sticks and soy milk are a perfect match. They are indispensable. There is also a song called "Soy-milk and deep-fried dough sticks". Let me sing it to you..."

She simply stopped eating fried dough sticks, and began to sing that song to Su Yeting: "I know you and I are like soybean milk fried dough sticks, the taste will be the best if we eat them together..."

It has to be said that her voice is inherently good, even without accompaniment, she only hummed a few words, but people like her singing inexplicably.

Su Yeting took another sip of soy milk. There would never be such snacks in his world. He only ate the best steak.

Or the chef's elaborate pastries, mellow wine and fruit juice, but this kind of thing that he had never eaten before made him feel good for the first time.

The soy milk dregs have been filtered by the cook long ago, so that the soy milk flows smoothly in the mouth, and the fried dough sticks are tough and mellow. The combination of the two really has an indescribable taste.

Listening to the singing of the woman next to him, he also felt much better. When Xia Qianchu came back to his senses, there was only a small piece of fried dough sticks left on the plate in front of him.

The soy milk had already bottomed out, and Xia Qianchu's face immediately became displeased, "I just gave you a taste, why did you finish it for me?" She complained first with a vicious look.

Su Yeting frowned, "If I remember correctly, this is at my house."

"Even if it's your house, is there a rule for the host to steal food from the guests?" Xia Qianchu pouted with displeasure on her face, probably because Su Yeting was a bit cold-tempered.

But Xia Qianchu subconsciously didn't feel that this man was dangerous because of her tolerance for her in the past two days, so she also lifted her vigilance around him.

Aunt Li was speechless when she heard that the two of them were actually fighting over a plate of deep-fried dough sticks, "Ahem, Miss Xia, don't get angry, I'll ask the kitchen to fry it for you right away."

Although there was still soy milk, the fritters were only prepared for Xia Qianchu alone. Who knew that Su Yeting would eat it today?
"...Okay." Xia Qianchu said weakly, now it will take a long time to explode, and she is almost starving to death.

If I had known that I didn't talk so much just now, Su Yeting didn't pay attention to her any more, and just started cutting the steak on his plate.

Xia Qianchu saw the fragrant breakfast in front of him, and regretted that she only ordered a deep-fried dough stick and soy milk.

"Aunt Li, do you still have soy milk?"

"Yes, miss, please wait a moment."

Xia Qianchu also had no choice but to drink soy milk to pad her stomach, but her eyes would always involuntarily look towards the man's plate.

I have to say that his fingers are really beautiful, with well-proportioned and slender joints, especially the movement of holding a knife and fork, and every move reveals elegance.

Just watching him cut the steak, Xia Qianchu couldn't help but licked her lips and swallowed, she was hungry, really hungry...

(End of this chapter)