Chapter 927 It Turns Out that the Feeling of Having a Home Is so Wonderful

"Hmm." Mo Yesi did not continue the previous topic. He picked up the chopsticks and picked up the diced chicken that Qiao Mianmian put in his bowl.

"How is it?" Qiao Mianmian looked at him expectantly, "Is the diced chicken too old? Is it tasty enough?"

Qiao Mianmian still has some confidence in her cooking skills.

Although her cooking skills are definitely not comparable to those of a chef, she is also better than the best.

Especially this dish of Kung Pao Chicken, which is one of her specialties.

She made it for Su Ze twice before, and Su Ze praised it highly.

Mo Yesi chewed it carefully, and after swallowing the food in his mouth, he turned his head and looked at her and said, "It's delicious."

"Really?" Qiao Mianmian showed a happy smile on her face, "You didn't lie to me, did you? If you think it's not delicious, you can tell me directly. I'm not afraid of being hit."

"I didn't lie to you." Mo Yesi said seriously, "It's delicious. It's the most delicious dish I've ever eaten since I was a child."

Qiao Mianmian: "..."

Even if it's to make her happy, this is too exaggerated.

She knew her level.

He had been eating dishes specially prepared by senior chefs since he was a child, so he had no idea how picky he was.

Her home-cooked dishes were probably not pleasing to him.

"Really." Mo Yesi seemed to be afraid that she would not believe him, and emphasized it seriously again, "I really think this is the most delicious dish I have ever eaten. The taste is very special and very different from other dishes."

"The taste is very special?" Qiao Mianmian supported her chin with one hand and blinked curiously, "What's special about it?"

"I can't describe it either." Mo Yesi curled his lips and said gently, "Maybe it has the taste of home, so it's very different. Baby, this is the dish you cooked for me personally, I will definitely eat it all."

Yes, it's the taste of home.

So, this is a unique taste.

No one else can make it except her.

At this moment, Mo Yesi looked at the person sitting next to him, and then looked at the food on the table, and felt happiness and satisfaction he had never had before.

It turns out that the feeling of having a home is so beautiful.

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Mo Yesi was very considerate of this meal.

He ate almost all of the two dishes that Qiao Mianmian made.

As for the steak and ribs he made, Qiao Mianmian only tasted them and was forced to throw them into the trash can.

In his words, he was worried that she would get an upset stomach.

After dinner, Qiao Mianmian was driven to the living room to watch TV.

She wanted to help put the dishes on the table in the kitchen, but he refused.

Qiao Mianmian lazily leaned on the sofa in the living room, propping herself up and watching the man running back and forth between the dining room and the kitchen. With a sense of happiness, she couldn't help but take out her phone to take a photo of him cleaning up the leftovers on the table.

After taking the photo, she photoshopped it and posted a circle of friends with his photo.

She posted it in groups, so some people could see it and some people couldn't.

Those who could see it were those who knew that she and Mo Yesi were together.

As soon as she posted her circle of friends, she received a like and comment from Linda.

Linda commented: I'll eat this dog food first.

Qiao Mianmian saw her agent commented on her and immediately replied: Sister Xie, have you eaten?

Linda: Yes, I just ate. Are you free now? Is it convenient for you to answer the phone?

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