Master Head of the Dragon Soul novel Chapter 40

Yun Muqing was still angry over what just happened. Indignantly, she rolled her eyes at Chu Feng and said, “I’m not hungry.”

She eyed Duo Duo—who was gorging on the food—suspiciously; coaxing this little girl to eat was usually so difficult that even with Kentucky Fried Chicken as breakfast was not enough to get this little girl interested, so how was she so easily won over by a bowl of plain Yangchun noodles?

The noodles looked… they looked delicious indeed. Yun Muqing fixed her gaze on the bowl of delicious-looking noodles, and her stomach growled at that inappropriate moment.

Yun Muqing blushed.

“Eat it if you’re hungry. It’s not bad,” Chu Feng said calmly.

“I don’t want to eat it.” Yun Muqing pouted, then turned around and proudly walked away.

“Daddy, you are not doing it the right way.” Duo Duo blinked her big eyes, then began lecturing like an old person. “You should run over there right now and personally feed Mommy. Then, you should give Mommy a kiss and say, ‘Darling, please eat’.”

Chu Feng and Yun Muqing were stunned; meanwhile, Duo Duo looked pleased with herself and explained, “This is what happens in all the television shows. I am a professional ‘love consultant’...”

Yun Muqing blushed as she threw her daughter a glare. “From now one, stop watching those nonsensical television shows.” Kids nowadays sure have their heads filled with useless things.

Duo Duo looked like she had been wronged. “You were the one who always took control of the television to watch those Korean dramas and wouldn’t let me watch ‘Big Bear Little Bear’...”

“Eat your food!” Yun Muqing felt her face burn as she panicked and gave Duo Duo ‘serious warning’ glare. She immediately held up her bowl and focused on turning her frustration into her appetite for food; to have her dirty laundry aired in front of a manly man like Chu Feng was embarrassing.

Hmm, the taste was not bad… The bowl of Yangchun noodles quickly disappeared and not even the soup remained.

Chu Feng smiled lightly and asked confidently, “The taste is not bad, right?”

He was once the God of War of the Dragon Shield who took control of the battlefield, and was also well-known for his gluttony; everytime he was on duty, he would take seven to eight different flavors of the ration biscuits with him. Later, as he was tending to his wounds in the god-forsaken North Pole, food ingredients were scarce and time was plentiful, so he would often cook when he was bored and ended up becoming skilled in the culinary arts within three years.