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Chapter 47: Your preferences are so special

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In the main hall of Tingchao Garden, a table full of food was served, and Hua Yue couldn't help but start eating it.

Luo Chao looked at the devouring child and said with a smile: "Eat slowly and be careful not to choke. You look like I, Prince Ping, are always hungry for you."

"Hmm," Huayue responded vaguely with her mouth full of food, but the movements of her hands remained unchanged.

She is always like this. Once she gets busy and enters the situation she likes, she will truly forget about food and sleep.[

When she was doing research and development at Sihaihui before, the hall master would always send someone to deliver meals on time, or the hall master would simply take action himself, forcing her to finish eating before continuing to do the work at hand.

But here, no one cares about her-----

Mainly because no one dared to approach her yard, so she stayed in the house all day without food.

When she finished eating, she found that the handsome brother was looking at her, Liang Yue's star-like eyes full of amusement.

Hua Yue smiled back and said, "Brother, don't you want to eat?"

"I've finished eating," Luo Chao said, turning his starry eyes slightly.

A maid came forward to remove the food and dishes, and Luo Chao took Hua Yue to the side to drink tea.

Huayue looked at the tea brought by the maid, opened the lid and smelled it, then said to the maid: "I want orange juice, thank you."

Orange juice?

What is that?

The maid looked at Huayue with confused eyes, then turned to look at her master.

But Luo Chao's hand holding the tea cup did not change, Liang Yue's star-like eyes looked at the child leisurely and said: "What is that thing?"

After the long conversation that night, Luo Chao had become resistant to many new words Huayue said.

Even though I don't know what it is, I still know it is something weird.

"Hmm..." Huayue thought for a moment and said, "It's just juice squeezed from oranges."

Juice squeezed by insects?

I saw the maid looking at her master with frightened eyes and an expression of disgust that was hard to swallow.

The tea cup that the handsome Ping Wang Luochao originally placed at his lips remained motionless, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
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