No way. Gu Bailu was still here torturing people at this late hour and still wanted to eat?
She was so good at eating. Was she really not afraid of dying from overeating?
Su Shenfan walked into the kitchen and saw a familiar figure. No matter how bright the kitchen was and how many people there were, that figure stood out.
Su Shenfan raised an eyebrow. Why was Prince Zi in the kitchen?
Did Gu Bailu need him to keep an eye on the food?
Su Shenfan quietly walked over. When he got closer, his eyes almost popped out.
This god-like figure was actually holding a spatula, an apron around his waist and a pot in one hand. He was concentrating on a bowl of dough balls.
The dough balls smelled sour. Could they be eaten?
Someone saw Su Shenfan and asked, “Shao Zun, why are you here?”
Someone was quick-witted. “I heard that Miss Lian’er is pregnant too. Is Shao Zun here to make food for Miss Lian’er?”
This question made Su Shenfan uncomfortable.
Why would he come to the kitchen to make food for Su Lian?
He was hungry!
“I’m hungry. What’s there to eat?” Su Shenfan looked at Feng Qingtian, who was still cooking the dough balls seriously. “What’s Prince Zi making?”
The kitchen manager smiled and said, “His Highness is making sour dough balls for the princess. I’ll make something for you.”
Su Shenfan rolled his eyes, went over to Feng Qingtian’s side, and took a sniff. “I think Prince Zi’s food is edible. I’ll have that.”
Feng Qingtian said, “Get lost.”
Su Shenfan crossed his arms and waited. “Prince Zi, whatever you make with these two golden hands of yours will definitely taste better than anything else. We’re comrades who’ve gone through thick and thin together. Why don’t you give me some of your food?”
Feng Qingtian didn’t even roll his eyes at him. He put the dough balls into his bowl and tried a piece with his chopsticks. It was passable, but… it wasn’t good enough.
He wouldn’t let Gu Bailu eat anything that didn’t taste good, so he could only throw it away.
Without thinking, he poured the contents of the bowl into a wooden bucket beside him.
Su Shenfan cried out, “Hey, hey, hey, why are you pouring it out? Let me have a taste of your cooking.”
Su Shenfan looked into the barrel. Wow, half of the barrel was already full. How many times had he done this?
“If you don’t know how to cook, then don’t force yourself. The chefs here are so good.” Su Shenfan really couldn’t figure out why this man himself had to come to the kitchen to cook.
“Lulu wants to eat what I made.” Feng Qingtian found him noisy. “If you want to eat, find a chef. Don’t bother me.”
He needed to focus on cooking.
Su Shenfan clicked his tongue and shook his head. “You’re Prince Zi, who dominated the six realms more than a hundred years ago, but you’re going to all this trouble for a woman. You’re spoiling her. She wants to eat your cooking, and you go along with it. Don’t you have any self-respect as a man?”
Su Shenfan felt that Feng Qingtian was a disgrace to men.
Gu Bailu was indeed impressive. She could order a man around like that.
Women indeed couldn’t be pampered.
He would never do such a shameful thing.
“Get lost.” Feng Qingtian kicked him away and began kneading the dough again.
Everything that Lulu wanted, from kneading the dough to making the balls, he did himself.
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