Ji Qingchuan looks at the dumplings in the bowl. His delicate face is stiff. Shen Youbai notices it, but he still doesn't know it. He says with a smile, "eat it, do you like it?"

Ji Qingchuan hesitated again and again. At last, he took a bite of the dumpling with chopsticks. He was familiar with it and had a bit of strange taste. Ji Qingchuan had five different flavors in his mind.

Seeing Ji Qingchuan's bite, Shen Youbai asked uncertainly, "don't you like celery and meat dumplings? I asked aunt LAN to serve another dish. "

Shen Youbai is just about to call for the owner's wife. Ji Qingchuan...