Chapter 656 : The Forbidden Love Between Master and Disciple
Hua Wuxiang stared at her from behind, with a deep thought in her eyes.
I lowered my head and looked at the bowl of colorful porridge. There were quite a lot of nutrients in it. (Novel Network) Wolfberry, ginseng...
smell--
He smiled softly and shook his head: "This girl, how much honey did you put in?" [
Push the bowl of porridge aside.
Looking at it like this, he can't eat it.
After thinking for a while, he clapped his hands, and a boy in black appeared on a large pillar. He put his hands on his hips and saluted: "His Majesty the Holy King."
Hua Wuxiang smiled lightly: "I'll give you this bowl of porridge."
"Yes, thank you Holy Master for the reward!" The boy in black took it with both hands, lowered his head and took a sip.
He immediately frowned and blurted out: "It's so sweet! It also has a strange smell..."
The smile on Hua Wuxiang's face disappeared and she said coldly: "What?"
The black-clothed boy realized that he had made a mistake this time and hurriedly knelt down: "Holy Lord, forgive me, little one. I'll just drink it now."
He picked up the bowl and drank it in one gulp, not even a drop of it left.
"Well, go ahead and don't tell Shahua." Hua Wuxiang waved his hand.
"Yes, I understand, little one." The figure of the boy in black gradually disappeared.
Ye Xuanji shook her head.
Alas, even if she is a genius, the food she cooks may not be edible when she cooks for the first time. Even though she tries her best...
As if she had a telepathic connection, Ye Xuanji suddenly looked towards the door.
There - a pink figure flashed and disappeared.
Could it be that Shahua saw this scene?
Ye Xuanji floated out and saw Shahua's figure disappearing not far away...
She wanted to follow him and take a look, but as soon as she moved her steps, the scenery in front of her flickered like a fast-moving camera.
She saw Shahua sneaking into the kitchen again and again to learn how to make porridge while practicing hard.[
Over and over again, do it tirelessly.
winzi, winnow, winsome
The finer it is, the better the color and the better the taste.