Shui Xuan 'er's expression changed as she looked at the vegetables she was cutting and the noodles she was cooking.
She seemed to have realized something, and her hands trembled.
Shui Xuan 'er knew that she had never made noodles before.
However, when she was actually cooking noodles, her movements were very skillful. She had a strange feeling as if she had made noodles many times.
It was as if she was very familiar with it. She didn't need to think about the steps and did them naturally.
When she was almost done cooking the noodles, she used a small spoon to scoop some soup and tasted it.
After tasting it, Gu ningshuang's body trembled.
The taste was also so familiar, as if she had eaten noodles with this taste before.
It was as if she was the her from ancient times, eating the noodles made by young master Shangguan.
She subconsciously felt that it was the same taste.
Shui Xuan 'er's heart trembled fiercely, and the hand holding the spoon trembled.
