Rebirth Of The Apocalypse Queen: On Your Knees, Young Emperor! Chapter 483 - Cold War (3)

Chapter 483: Cold War (3)

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Qin Yi smiled faintly, as if she didn’t see Yun Huan and the others whispering, and walked to them naturally.

“Yiyi, what’s the matter?” Qin Hanmo asked, rubbing his nose.

“Nothing, I’m hungry.”

She was indeed a little hungry, but she didn’t look at them when she spoke.

Yun Huan had a hint of helplessness in his eyes. This daughter-in-law was too stubborn, which was both a good and a bad thing.

“It is indeed time to eat. What do you want to eat? I’ll prepare it for you,” Qin Mian offered, standing up. The word ‘dad’ seemed to be stuck in his throat but in the end, he couldn’t say it.

Qin Yi walked straight to the kitchen indifferently, refusing, “No need, I’ll prepare today’s meal.”

Qin Mian was taken aback, his sharp phoenix eyes suddenly turning gentle. “Alright.”

Yun Huan’s eyes lit up as he stood up and smiled, “Qiqi, I’ll help you.”

“Me too, me too,” Qin Hanmo stood up immediately. He had never eaten a meal prepared by his younger sister before and his big brother was a heartless guy—he was always boasting about it, but today, he would finally be able to try her cooking.

“Me too, then,” Qin Hanyu stood up elegantly. His plain white shirt suited him very well, making him look handsome and n.o.ble.

Qin Yi stared at the three people, then turned around and headed to the kitchen. She didn’t agree or disagree with the suggestions.

Qin Yi acting like that made Yun Huan feel at a loss.

However, the three people still went in, unable to bear their precious treasure tiring herself out.

“What are we cooking?” Qin Yi was taking out ingredients from the Origin s.p.a.ce when Yun Huan entered.

“Hotpot,” Qin Yi replied with one word, refusing to continue the conversation with Yun Huan.

Qin Yi was going to use chicken stock as the soup base and chicken that had grown up in the Origin s.p.a.ce. The Origin s.p.a.ce had thick spirit qi and the quality of this poultry was particularly tender, tasting much better than the chickens outside.

The Qin family loved eating spicy food, as did Yun Huan, so Qin Yi made an extra spicy soup base.

After some time, the hotpot was ready, and the entire family gathered together to enjoy the feast.

In the end, Qin Hanmo ate till tears flowed down his face, but he refused to stop, continuing to eat while crying. He gave Qin Yi a thumbs-up sign, exclaiming, “Yiyi, you’re a really good cook! No wonder big brother always tells me about how delicious your food is. I feel like my life is complete now.”

Qin Hanmo rubbed his round and bloated belly, then let out a burp.

Qin Yi stayed aloof, thanking him, “Glad you like it.”

After eating, Sun Zhilan returned to her room to rest, while Qin Mian and her brothers went outside to look at the situation and increase the defense of their base. Only Qin Yi and Yun Huan wete left in the Qin house once again.

Yun Huan poured a gla.s.s of milk, which was also produced in the Origin s.p.a.ce and tasted fantastic. Even Qin Yi, who hated milk, couldn’t nitpick at it.

She intentionally left many bottles of it in the fridge, meant for Sun Zhilan to increase her nutrition.

“Drink some, I know you’re not full yet,” Yun Huan wanted to touch the little fella’s head, but his hand did not move.

The hotpot in the afternoon was sumptuous, but he had been looking at the little fella from the beginning till the end and she hadn’t eaten a lot, only nibbling on some watermelon.

Qin Yi didn’t decline, drinking a few mouthfuls. She had a milk mustache around her mouth and licked it off like a satisfied cat. When Yun Huan saw this, his heart softened.

After drinking the milk, Qin Yi didn’t speak to Yun Huan, simply going upstairs into the room.