Effect of Perilla

"You want to eat the food you made?" The Qi King stayed for a while before speaking.

Xiao Bu immediately looked at Yi Qing, his expression clearly saying, "You even cooked for him?"

He had always felt that Yi Qing's food was a patent between him and Steamed Bun. Of course, Zi Su couldn't be counted, nor could the Chastity King who was trying to get food.

"Didn't you just eat a meal? Was it that impressive? "Looks like my culinary skills are quite good." Yi Qing glared at the Qi King.

If this person hadn't wanted to sow discord, she wouldn't have believed him at all.

"It's really not bad." Prince Qi laughed, resting his hands on the back of the chair. His body was slanted as he relaxed his posture. "It's that ant that ascended the tree."

Yi Qing: "... What's good about that? "

"I just want to eat that. Go cook it for me. Me and... Your man talks. "