My Wife Is A Sword Immortal-Chapter 705 - 435 Su Xiaoxiao: I Really Don’t Want to Talk to You (5000 words)_3

Chapter 705: Chapter 435 Su Xiaoxiao: I Really Don’t Want to Talk to You (5000 words)_3

"Not bad, very much to my taste."

Seeing this, the people at the table relaxed a bit and began to reach for their chopsticks.

Having a good understanding of his sister-in-law, Fan Yushu was skeptical, but he led the others by being the first to pick up his chopsticks and take some food.

Seeing everyone else start to try the food under his lead, Zhao Rong maintained his usual composure as he picked up a glass of water by his side and quickly took a big gulp.

While he was drinking water out of thirst, Fan Yushu and the others finally managed to take a bite, and then...

Their expressions were odd.

Fan Yushu swallowed several times, but he couldn’t manage to swallow the food in his mouth.

This sister-in-law’s cooking...belonged to the long-lost genre of dark cuisine!

His eyes wide, he couldn’t decide whether to spit it out or swallow it.

The rest had similar reactions, with varying responses, and the sounds of coughing and drinking water alternated around the table.

Zhao Lingfei looked around worriedly.

Zhao Rong patted her hand, shook his head to indicate that she shouldn’t overthink it, and kept watching everyone calmly.

My wife’s cooking couldn’t possibly kill anyone, he thought... Zhao Rong then sipped another big gulp of water, trying to ease his throat.

Well, it’s not that it’s inedible, right...?

Fan Yushu glared at his friend, thinking, You call this a significant improvement in culinary skills? Oh boy, so before this, the Fairy’s cooking skills were absolutely nonexistent, huh? From this meal onwards, it’s like going from zero to one.

That’s the difference between zero and one.

Indeed, that’s quite an improvement, he thought.

Under Zhao Lingfei’s hopeful and questioning clear hazel eyes, Fan Yushu had no heart to spit out his food, so he kept on frantically scooping rice and finally managed to swallow it, thankful to have saved his own life...

Qian’er, sitting at the side, picked up the dishes made by the ice lady, relished every bite, and scoffed at the rest while shaking her head, "You all really believe what Rong’er says? Only I am smart. As for the misses’ dishes, unless it’s a political mission from the Old Zhao Family, not even my chopsticks touch them..."

Zhao Lingfei seemed to notice something too, her expression revealing a bit of disappointment, but she quickly covered it up, forced a smile, and was about to get up to clear some plates; however, Zhou Rong by her side was even quicker to act...

Zhao Rong looked around at everyone with a calm expression, a slight smile curling at the corner of his mouth. He picked up his chopsticks again, and took the dishes his wife had worked hard on. He lifted his rice bowl and, accompanied by the plain rice, ate slowly, nodding from time to time and flashing a supportive smile at the biting-lipped beauty beside him.

"This plate of sweet and sour pork ribs is tasty and quite sweet; just, um, next time add less sugar," Zhao Rong casually suggested with a smile, looking down and smacking his lips; he then seriously added, "And also the ginger strips."

"Ah, okay... okay," Zhao Lingfei stared at him, then quickly realized it, and straightened her delicate posture.

She clung tightly to Zhao Rong’s left arm, leaning close to him and looking up, gazing into his eyes.

A bright and ravishing smile bloomed on Zhao Lingfei’s pretty face, "Mm~"

Her tone was sweet and full of happiness.

The others watched silently, their faces looking at each other.

Zhu Yourong quietly picked food and ate, glancing sideways slightly.

Zhao Qian’er, her cheeks puffed, peach blossom eyes rolling slightly upwards as she quietly shoveled rice.

Su Xiaoxiao buried her little head, focusing on the white rice in her bowl as if counting each grain, deep in thought.

On the other side, Fan Yushu felt utterly outmatched and started to admire someone deeply... No wonder Ziyu managed to charm a fairy, it wasn’t without reason, seeing Zhao Qian’ers joyfully love-soaked expression.

Seemingly aware of everyone’s gaze, Lingfei used a handkerchief to wipe Zhao Rong’s mouth, then she toned it down a bit and let go of his arm.

Soon after, the dishes on the table gradually emptied. Most of the dishes Lingfei had made were systematically picked up by Zhao Rong, while others occasionally took a bite.

In fact, Zhao Rong felt that as long as it was Qing Jun’s cooking, he wouldn’t mind it at all.

Because she felt the same way.

Well, and also during the day, in the north room of East Fence Small House, the food from First Canteen, Second Canteen, and the newly opened pristine Third Canteen, he had tried them all. There’s a saying, time flies, what does it mean, it’s that time is money, and money can’t buy time...

At this moment, if it weren’t for Xiaoxiao and everyone else being present, just like the shopkeeper Zhao had mentioned not long ago, Zhao Rong would have definitely lectured Qing Jun with a couple of lines, enriching her with some profound idiomatic expressions.

Then, even if Qing Jun hammered him hard, for a man, the most beautiful scene is the gentle bow of a woman he loves, that shy blushing look... getting that would be worth it.

Now, Lingfei was gently holding her bowl, the delicate pinky of her hand holding the chopsticks slightly tilted upward, carefully picking food from the plate, placing it into her mouth, nibbling delicately, chewing slowly.

Her manners were extremely graceful and quiet.

Lingfei had no idea that next to her, her husband, while eating dinner, was filled with nothing but appreciation and reflection on the fleeting nature of time, and even thought of lecturing her with some lines...

Lingfei noticed Zhao Rong occasionally glancing at her nibbling lips and teeth, felt a bit puzzled, but didn’t think much of it.

She seemed to remember something and actively started a conversation with the quietly eating Su Xiaoxiao,

"Miss Su, from what you said, Qiantang Mountain, just like my hometown Great Chu, is also in the south, far from Du You City,"

Lingfei’s voice paused slightly, she smiled after setting down her bowl, "What brings Miss Su all the way to Du You City?"

"To find my grandmother," Su Xiaoxiao replied without thinking.

"Looking for someone..." Lingfei murmured softly, pausing, she didn’t inquire further about the grandmother Su Xiaoxiao mentioned.

Remembering her recent slip-up, Su Xiaoxiao feared further conversation might lead to a blunder but couldn’t quite bring herself to bluntly tell Lingfei to stop talking to her, as the little Fox Demon couldn’t be so fierce.

After thinking for a moment, she raised her head, looking very serious at Lingfei:

"Well, I need to focus on eating now."

"Ah, okay,"

the latter responded with a light smile.

The little Fox Demon buried her head and concentrated on eating.

Zhao Rong, who had been leisurely dining and daydreaming, noticed the stir and immediately became alert.

With so many people at the table, how did Qing Jun start talking to Xiaoxiao again!

He always felt that if the conversation continued, something might go wrong, but luckily Xiaoxiao...

However, the next second!

Lingfei added out of the blue:

"By the way, did you come to Du You City alone?"

Su Xiaoxiao, with her head down pretending to be an ostrich: (*>﹏<*)||| wuuu~

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