After about 20 minutes, Xiaobai's lunch was also ready.
Although there were only three people, they served a table full of dishes. If the table hadn't been too small, Xiao Bai would have wanted to cook more.
Naturally, sister Mu Lingxuan rushed over immediately to help serve the dishes, but Su Hong, who was lying on the bed, was still unable to move.
Xiaobai walked into Su Hong's room, carried Su Hong to the chair next to him, and planned to feed Su Hong.
Mu Lingxuan stared at Su Hong, unable to understand why her sister fell in love with this man.
"Let's move on, you're welcome."
Mu Lingxuan picked up the vegetables with a wind-swept aura and ate it with a happy expression on her face. She looked intoxicated and even looked a little perverted.
The familiar taste, the familiar feeling, even after a long separation, just eating this dish can make you feel the emotions in your heart are hotter than magma, hotter than flames, making tears keep rolling in Mu Lingxuan's eyes.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Tears fell from the corners of Mu Lingxuan's eyes, and she began to sob uncontrollably.
Mu Lingxuan ate the rice in the bowl with an aura that swallowed up the world, then put down the bowl and chopsticks, closed her eyes, then tilted her body and fell to the ground.
Su Hong stared blankly at Mu Lingxuan who fell down. What is going on?
Could it be that Xiaobai was so crazy that he didn't even spare his own sister? Or was it that he originally wanted to poison me, but ended up being eaten by my sister? But thinking about it carefully, maybe it wasn't poisoning, because there is no point in poisoning unless
She bought accident insurance for me and filled in her name.
No, if you think about it more carefully, maybe that's the case.
Of course, maybe it is not to kill now, but to plan to kill after a period of time. In this case, it will not be easy to be suspected, create the illusion of love, and then use the accident to kill the killer, and then sweep away the money with a grief-stricken expression and a happy heart.
Empty.
Xiaobai was used to it, so he picked up his sister who fell on the ground and put her on the sofa.
"This child is just impatient. Let her rest for a while and I'll feed you."
"..." Su Hong was silent, he was afraid that he would not be able to enjoy it.
"Don't worry, she is like this because she eats too much. Considering your situation, I cooked some dishes specially for you."
One is grilled chicken legs, one is roast beef, and the other is shredded potatoes.
Compared with the perfect dishes that are full of color, flavor and taste, these dishes are a bit dull and look very average in quality. However, the dishes next to them, even a piece of fried cabbage, exudes an alluring fragrance, as if they are jade carvings.
Generally, it is crystal clear and looks appetizing.
The taste is so good that even Su Hong, who has never eaten cabbage, developed an appetite for cabbage.
It's a pity that he can't enjoy it and can only eat these inferior dishes.
Xiao Bai picked up a piece of beef, blew it carefully, and after confirming that the temperature was suitable, brought it to Su Hong's mouth. In this case, Su Hong only had to move his mouth.
"Open your mouth, ah~~~"
Su Hong reluctantly opened his mouth. Even a death row prisoner could eat something good before his execution. Even Mu Lingxuan, who was much stronger than him, fell down. He would have to explode on the spot.
Even his own sister can kill him, let alone an ordinary person like himself.
There is no explosive taste as expected, it does taste like beef, with a bit of chewiness, and the flavors of various seasonings are also burned into it. It is not salty nor bland, it is textbook-level roast beef.
Xiaobai patiently fed Su Hong bit by bit of vegetables. Only when he had eaten enough could he replenish enough energy.
Sure enough, just like a pig-killing tray, now is the so-called pig-raising stage. When the pigs are fattened and gain weight, they can be killed.
After finishing three dishes and a bowl of rice, Xiaobai helped Su Hong fill up a bowl of chicken soup.
Compared with the dishes we just ate, this chicken soup looks much more gorgeous. There is a light layer of oil floating on the surface, as if it is glowing with golden light. The chicken and yams are bathing in the soup, like a gorgeous symphony.
It seems that it is not a dish, but a work of art.
Scoop a spoonful, blow gently until the temperature is right, and then bring it to Su Hong's mouth.
The chicken soup passed through the tip of the tongue, flowed through the throat, and finally reached Su Hong's stomach, just like a skillfully piloted bomber, completing its mission perfectly along the way, razing everything it went to.
Su Hong closed his eyes, kicked his legs, and fainted.
Xiaobai shook her head, there was no way, human beings are so fragile. When these two people were full, she wanted to eat too.
These meals are not ordinary. The magic power collected by Xiaobai is added to them, condensed into essence, and added to the dishes. This is also Xiaobai's habit of cooking.
If you follow the recipe, you can indeed complete a good dish, but it is soulless, emotionless, and loveless. However, Xiaobai's taste has always been unique, so the food he cooks is also unique, and the quality of the food
The appearance is also very unique.
In order to make others accept it, Xiaobai used high-concentration magic power to add it to the dishes, and used spells to make the dishes look radiant.
It's just that this high concentration of magic power is not something that ordinary people can bear, so most of them can't even taste it and can only feel the explosive feeling caused by the high concentration of magic power.
Of course Mu Lingxuan also knows this, so every time she eats the food cooked by her sister Xiaobai, she will eat a lot in one go. If she eats slowly, she will faint before eating a little. Only in this way can she eat more.
Cooking.
As for the burning emotion that Mu Lingxuan felt, it was naturally Xiaobai's special capsaicin. Even though it was much stronger than Su Hong, it still caused a lot of snot and tears, and finally she fainted under the influence of high concentration of magic power.
Xiaobai looked at the spoon that Su Hong had just fed.
If you're a couple, it's okay even if you use the same spoon, right?
Xiaobai picked up the soup that Su Hong had only taken a sip of, stirred it with a spoon, hesitated for a moment, then scooped a spoonful for himself and put it to his mouth.
It was just an indirect kiss, so there was no problem at all.
"Click..."
The spoon was broken.
I was a little nervous and shy, and the spoon was bitten into pieces.
Xiaobai's face was bulging, unhappy but he had no choice. The world was fragile and delicate. If something happened that he couldn't control, even just a little bit, it might cause damage. So no matter what he did, Xiaobai had to maintain a high degree of concentration.
Attention, seemingly ordinary life, is no less difficult than walking a tightrope.
He sighed helplessly, changed himself a spoon and chopsticks, and finished the rest of the food gracefully.
Although there is a long way to go, Xiaobai has never been afraid of any difficulties. Thinking about it carefully, it seems quite interesting if it is regarded as a cultivation system. This chapter has been completed!