"Well, it's done, it's just the last soup. Little Meow go and tell Xiaohui to get up. While chatting with Chu Miaomiao about all kinds of strange things about the Divine Costume Academy, he leisurely made various dishes, and after almost three hours of preparation and cooking, today's lunch was finally completed. Zhuang Xiaoyuan took the soup plate and began to fill the last radish pork rib soup, and said to Chu Miaomiao, who was helping beside him.

"Hmm." Nodding, Chu Miaomiao turned around and walked out of the kitchen to tell Wen Hui to get up.

Taking out the inner pot of the electronic pressure cooker with his left hand and holding the long-handled soup spoon with his right hand, Zhuang Xiaoyuan skillfully poured the radish pork rib soup into the soup plate. After a few days of familiar exercise, Zhuang Xiaoyuan's skills have also made a lot of progress, and he is very proficient in pouring soup alone, and not a drop of soup leaks out of the plate.

"Ah, face paralyzed meow, you bastard, what are you doing?" Wen Hui's angry voice came from her ears, and it seemed that Chu Miaomiao had successfully woken Wen Hui up. Regardless of the means, as long as Chu Miao comes out, he will soon be able to call Wen Hui up.

This is the so-called one thing to one thing? If you call it yourself, it will take at least half an hour. Thinking of the previous time in the abandoned city, Zhuang Xiaoyuan couldn't help but smile knowingly. If you hadn't used the last resort that time, you might not have been able to wake Wen Hui up.

"Facial paralysis, don't you know how to read, I hung a facial paralysis meow on the door and forbade you to enter, and you actually broke in. Is your language taught by a physical fitness teacher? While complaining to Chu Miaomiao, who was walking in front, she walked towards the kitchen. It seems that after three hours of 'charging', Wen Hui has almost recovered. As long as you return to normal sleep tonight, tomorrow will be a gentle and gentle spirit.

"If you had a kennel hanging on the door, I wouldn't have gone in. Are you hanging? Taking the lead into the kitchen, Chu Miao retorted without being inferior. Obviously, the expression on his face was calm as usual, and he couldn't see the slightest emotion at all, but his mouth was not forgiving at all.

"You guy, who would use their room as a kennel." Staring at Chu Miaomiao's back, Wen Hui showed a dissatisfied expression.

"Then it can't be helped." Shrugging her shoulders, Chu Miaomiao looked like she had nothing to do with herself.

"Alright, let's eat." Smiling and watching the two of them come over while arguing, Zhuang Xiaoyuan walked out of the kitchen with a soup plate and put the soup plate in the center of the specially vacated dining table.

I always feel that after the three of them met again, the way they got along with each other changed to a certain extent, Wen Hui began to fight with Chu Miaomiao, but became closer to herself. Chu Miaomiao was as close to herself as she was when she was a child, but the quarrels with Wen Hui became more frequent. And I feel that I have completely become a married woman full of maternal aura who watches the two children quarrel. Evil, it's definitely an illusion, I'm eternally sixteen years old, how can I have a wife. Although the actual age is only fifteen years old.

"I'll go get the chopsticks." Looking at the sumptuous dishes on the table, Wen Hui took the initiative to go into the kitchen to get dishes and chopsticks. Chu Miaomiao also followed in and brought out the rice cooker full of rice.

"Ahh After setting up the dishes and chopsticks and sitting in the seat, Wen Hui immediately reached out and took out the pork ribs with sufficient meat from the radish pork rib soup and put them in her mouth, absorbing the essence of the radish and the soup The pork ribs have a delicate fleshy texture and a fragrant taste. Every time I eat Madoka Sho's food, it's a pleasure.

Although the food is the same every day, there is no longer a food illusion, and Zhuang Xiaoyuan can only shine when the food is made in a transformed state, allowing people to enter a unique food illusion. The food you make is just delicious.

"Well, it's great." Putting the white rice drizzled with potatoes and beef stew into her mouth, Chu Miaomiao nodded in agreement. It was only when she tasted Zhuang Xiaoyuan's cuisine that Chu Miaomiao would affirm Wen Hui's words.

Recently, Zhuang Xiaoyuan discovered that Chu Miaomiao probably not only likes curry, but also prefers the type of rice bowl. So in the dishes of the past few days, Zhuang Xiaoyuan has also changed his way to make various dishes that can be mixed with rice, such as shredded fish-flavored pork, fungus slices, tomato sauce fish fillets, which deliberately increase the soup, and today's potato beef stew.

"Speaking of which, Madoka seems to have something to say before, what is it?" Sandwiched a piece of braised chicken nuggets and put it in her mouth, experiencing the smoothness of the chicken and the deliciousness of the sauce, Wen Hui asked as she spoke.

"Have you forgotten?" Seeing that Wen Hui looked completely dazed, Zhuang Xiaoyuan felt that his head was full of black lines. Before, I was still cheering up and didn't ask about the state of not sleeping. Now I wake up and forget all about it. Could it be that the previous state was actually sleepwalking?

"Hey, I haven't forgotten, didn't I remember what Madoka was going to say?"

Didn't you completely forget, well, forget it. It's a small thing anyway, so forget it.

"I do have something to say." In Wen Hui's look that I was not mistaken, Zhuang Xiaoyuan continued to speak: "Regarding the strength of those people in the top ten special classes of the academy. Xiao Meow should know best, no need to say more, Xiao Hui probably doesn't know at all. ”

"Top ten in the academy, how can you listen to Madoka say this, as if you have already been in contact with it." Wen Hui said casually in a joking tone while stuffing rice into her mouth.

"Ah, I did come into contact with it, and I had a little competition with the first one in the academy in the morning." With a hint of a wicked smile on his face that was intended to be mischievous, Zhuang Xiaoyuan also deliberately pretended to be casual and spoke.

"Poof, ahem. Whatever, it's really fake. I tried it out with the first in the academy. Hearing Zhuang Xiaoyuan's words, Wen Hui unexpectedly showed a very surprised expression, but what she didn't expect was probably that Wen Hui, who was eating, directly squirted out the rice in her mouth, facing Chu Miaomiao's direction.

"Evil, dirty." As a result, Chu Miaomiao, who was sprayed all over her face, raised her head and revealed a pair of vicious eyes.

"Uh, sorry, sorry. I didn't mean to. "Okay, it's my own fault, facing Chu Miaomiao's eyes, Wen Hui turned her eyes away with a weak heart, pulled the tissue on the table and handed it to Chu Miaomiao.

"What a fuss." Glancing at Wen Hui with contempt, Chu Miaomiao took the tissue and began to wipe the rice stuck to her face, but fortunately it was just white rice, not greasy chicken. Otherwise, it's even harder to wipe, it's all oil. (To be continued.) Fupin Chinese