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Chapter 1678: Why do I always want to eat sour things?

Translator: 549690339

Seeing Zhou Jiaojiao run to the side hall, ruan Mengmeng’s lips curved up and she smiled.

Haha, this Zhou Jiaojiao’s combat power is getting weaker and weaker. Even teasing a monkey is so boring.

Sigh, she still missed her Sansan. Her Sansan was so much more fun.

“Gulu, Gulu, Gulu.”

Just as ruan Mengmeng was sighing, her stomach suddenly made a slightly awkward sound.

Ruan Mengmeng lowered her head and wiped at her belly, which was still not showing.

“Don’t tell me quarrels help with digestion?” She was actually hungry again so quickly.

As a result, dinner, which was supposed to start two hours later, was forcefully brought forward to five o ‘clock at night due to miss ruan Mengmeng’s strong request.

At the dining table, the servants served plate after plate of delicious and exquisite dishes.

sat on the left side of war desert while Zhou Jiaojiao sat on the right side of war desert, two empty seats away.

Of course, she wanted to get close to Zhan mo. However, just as she was about to get close, she received a warning look from Zhan mo.

Left with no choice, Zhou Jiaojiao could only choose a seat that was two seats apart.

During dinner, it was just as ruan Mengmeng had said.

Zhan mo didn’t know if it was because of the strict family rules and the upbringing of not speaking when eating or because he was born with few words.

At the dinner table, he almost didn’t say a word.

Even though it was so early, he still added a bowl of rice very regularly. He took two chopsticks for each dish, no more, no less. He was extremely self-disciplined.

Ruan Mengmeng, on the other hand, specialized in dishes with vinegar.

Before this, Zhan mo did not understand ruan Mengmeng’s taste and only thought that she liked to be jealous. He had specially ordered the kitchen to make more dishes with a vinegar taste.

However, there was another person at the table, and that was Zhou Jiaojiao. After all, Zhou Jiaojiao and ruan Mengmeng were ‘sisters’ who had been living together for many years.

Naturally, she knew that ruan Mengmeng’s favorite food since she was young was spiciness, not sourness or jealousy.

Zhou Jiaojiao saw ruan Mengmeng holding the public chopsticks. She picked up the vinegar stir-fried lotus root, the sour plum roasted duck, and the sweet and sour pork in the next moment.

He also finished the blueberry jam and foie gras that he had specially instructed the kitchen to prepare today.

After a while, the servant served ruan Mengmeng a bowl of pickled cabbage and vermicelli soup, and she lowered her head to drink it.

Zhou Jiaojiao’s mouth was already wide open when she saw this, and she was dumbfounded.

‘Why did you eat so much?” Subconsciously, Zhou Jiaojiao asked the question in her heart.

She was still pretending to be gentle in front of Zhan mo and had barely moved her chopsticks. How did ruan Mengmeng almost finish all the dishes on the table?

In the past, Zhou Jiaojiao had never realized that ruan Mengmeng could eat so much.

Ruan Mengmeng raised her head from the bowl of soup and asked, “what else?”

Do you still want that foie gras? if not, give it to me. ‘

f * ck! of course, Zhou Jiaojiao did not want to give it to ruan Mengmeng, but she did not want Zhan mo to think that she was a woman with a big appetite.

It didn’t seem noble enough.

Before she could finish her sentence, Zhan mo stood up.

Separated by two seats, he reached out his well-defined hand and took the goose liver away from her.

Zhan mo placed the foie gras in front of ruan Mengmeng.

Zhou Jiaojiao,”Yingluo.”

Ruan Mengmeng seemed to have long been used to Zhan mo ‘serving’ her like this. She very indifferently took the foie gras and started eating.

After a while, she was finally full and rubbed her stomach in satisfaction.

On the other hand, Zhou Jiaojiao’s gaze toward ruan Mengmeng was gradually changing.

A thought formed in Zhou Jiaojiao’s mind.

Why did ruan Mengmeng always want to eat sour Pixiu? was she the Pixiu?

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