Xiaodie raised her head and found her master looking at her with bright eyes, and a blush suddenly appeared on her face.
Only then did Ye Xiong react and said quickly: "Xiaodie, please go out and take a rest first. I'll be fine here."
"I'd better stay and help. How can a maid ask the master to cook and not help." Xiaodie said with a smile.
Ye Xiong found that Xiaodie looked pretty when she smiled. There were two small dimples on her cheeks, which made her particularly charming.
At this time, she was a completely gentle girl, without any hint of murderous intent.
Such a girl would be perfect as a maid, much better than Shirley and Meng Bing'er.
Of course, with their identities, Shirley and Meng Bing'er couldn't be his maids.
Perhaps Xiaodie was willing to become his maid because she was grateful for his saving grace.
"There are so many opportunities for you to cook for me to eat, but it's not always that I have the opportunity to cook for you." Ye Xiong walked over, pulled her up and pushed her out of the kitchen: "When I'm cooking, I don't have the opportunity to cook for you."
If you like being watched, you should go out and wait!"
Xiaodie had no choice but to walk to the dining table and sit down, propping her chin up, wondering what she was thinking.
The Meng siblings and Shirley were all upstairs, and she was the only one sitting stupidly.
After waiting for more than half an hour, Ye Xiong's voice came from the kitchen.
"Xiaodie, come here and serve the food."
As soon as Xiaodie walked to the kitchen, a burst of aroma filled her nostrils, making her stomach growl.
"Be careful, it's hot." Ye Xiong reminded.
"I'm afraid of burning. I'm not a mortal." Xiaodie folded the dishes in her hands and took them out.
Only then did Ye Xiong realize that when he was cooking at home, he often asked Xinyi and Tangning to cook, and he would say this smoothly at that time.
I wonder where Netherworld is and how Tangning is doing now?
Ye Xiong sighed. When he thought of his relatives and loved ones on Earth, he felt like he couldn't let go.
Putting aside the thoughts in his mind, he continued cooking.
Before long, the table was filled with delicious dishes.
"Master, can I have a taste first?" Xiaodie asked.
"Eat it if you like it, there are so many rules."
Xiaodie quickly grabbed the chopsticks and tasted them all, nodding her head as she tasted them.
"Master, it's so delicious." She was excited.
"Eat more if you like. You eat first. I'll go upstairs and tell them to come down."
"I'll call."
Xiaodie quickly ran upstairs and called Shirley and the Meng family siblings down.
After the three people came down and looked at the table full of dishes, their appetites increased and they turned into hungry wolves.
"Brother Ye, I'm really convinced that you can cook such good food. I've never tasted such delicious food." Meng Miao said with a mouth full of food.
"Compared with you, our ice palace chefs are really weak." Meng Bing'er also said.
"Master, why do I feel like you know everything?" Xiaodie asked.
"When I was on Earth, I learned cooking skills, so I know how to cook a little." Ye Xiong took the food on the table and said, "Hurry up and eat. It's not often that I have the opportunity to cook in person. After passing this village, I can cook a little."
This store no longer exists.”
Several people, in a hurry, began to eat voraciously.
"It's boring to have food but no wine. Brother Ye, let's have a few sips."
As if by magic, Meng Miao took out two bottles of ice wine and placed them on the table.
"Xiaodian, chill it." Meng Miao ordered.
Xiaodian took the two bottles of wine over, and in his palms, a ball of ice energy surged out, wrapping the ice wine.
Only then did Ye Xiong discover that the ice-based exercises Xiaodie had learned were much better than his own, judging from how well her energy had been condensed.
"Ice wine needs to be chilled before you drink it. When Xiaodie was a maid, I often let her drink ice wine."
Meng Miao felt that it was almost done, so she took it over, opened a bottle, poured a cup for Ye Xiong, and then poured a cup for herself.
"Three beauties, do you want some?" Meng Miao asked.
"I'll have some, I'm so happy." Meng Bing'er said.
"Give me some too." Shirley said.
Only Xiaodie shook her head and didn't drink.
Meng Miao poured a glass for Shirley and her sister, stood up, and said loudly: "Come, let's celebrate, celebrate... We are getting better and better in the city of death. Everyone is in good health and will live a long life."
Drink it all in one gulp.
A few people were drinking, eating and chatting.
Naturally, the Meng family siblings were the ones who talked the most. Ye Xiong also often interrupted, while Xiaodie listened and often added a word or two.
Only Shirley remained silent and just drank.
After drinking two bottles, Meng Miao took out a few more bottles.
After a few rounds, everyone's faces turned a little red and their speech became arrogant.
"It's getting late. Let's go back and rest early. We'll be busy tomorrow!" Ye Xiong said.
The Meng family siblings didn't want to leave at first, but unfortunately Ye Xiong was very resolute, so they had no choice but to go up and rest.
Xiaodie was responsible for clearing the table and taking everything to the kitchen.
Ye Xiong glanced at Shirley and saw that her face was blushing and she was silent all night, knowing that she was thinking of Du Meng again.
Although she had been acting normal these past few days, Ye Xiong knew that she had always missed her man very much in her heart, but she had been restraining her emotions.
"Sister Shirley, you go and rest first, as long as I'm here," Ye Xiong said.
"I'm not tired, you go and rest first!"
After Shirley finished speaking, she flashed her body and flew out of the door, then jumped to the top of the building.
Ye Xiong was afraid that someone might be interested in the spiritual stone, so he decided to keep vigil tonight. Unexpectedly, Shirley got there first.
He followed her, flew out, and landed on the roof of the building.
At this time, Shirley was standing by the railing blankly, looking at the night sky above her head in trance.
Ye Xiong walked over and came to her side, then stopped and stood side by side with her.
"You go and have a rest. Tomorrow morning will probably be very busy. There will be many people coming to carve inscriptions." Shirley said calmly.
"I'll stay a little longer and go back later," Ye Xiong said.
Neither of them spoke, they stood quietly, silently looking at the stars in the sky.
Ye Xiong clearly saw tears welling up in her eyes.
After drinking, she became less rational than usual, and her eyes kept filling with tears.
Ye Xiong didn't know how to comfort her, nor how to comfort her.
Shirley is not a child, she is actually in her forties. Due to her advanced cultivation, she has always maintained the appearance of a person in her twenties or thirties.
She would understand everything Ye Xiong said. To get out of the shadow of Du Meng's death, she could only rely on herself.
The two of them stayed quietly in this extremely weird atmosphere. Just when Ye Xiong was about to go back to rest, suddenly the large forbidden formation above his head made a loud noise. This situation could not be clearer. Someone was there.