The news of the marshal's cooking, instantly flew towards the marshal's mansion with long legs.

The people who ate melons were shocked and stunned: Damn, Lord Marshal actually ...... Cooked?

Ling Feng, who got the exact news, pinched his waist proudly: "That's, I saw it with my own eyes." ”

"What does that man look like? Is there a marshal?! ”

"And, how tall? What type? ”

"Does Lord Marshal like him very much?"

“…… This ......"

Ling Feng touched his chin: "Just go and see." ”

Young Master Yan's cooking efficiency is very high.

In a moment, the rich aroma of rice wafted out of the kitchen.

"It's so fragrant~"

"It's delicious when you smell it~"

Young Master Yan instructed someone to follow with the food, and brought the dishes to the table one by one.

"Mengyin shrimp."

"Blazing Beast."

"Yunteng salmon soup."

"Taste it."

Young Master Yan supported his chin with both hands and slowly introduced him to the meal.

Qin Zong took a bite.

Different from the food on the earth, the people of the star field eat not to see whether it is good or not, but only to look at the energy value of the food in their mouths.

The more energy you have, the more expensive your food will be.

The chirping beast that Qin Zong ate when they entered the star field on the first day of the first year, because the energy was very small, it was almost none.

Coupled with the fact that it is spread throughout the star field, it is basically the main food for civilians.

The man's eyebrows lit slightly, and he continued to eat slowly.

However, I still don't touch the Mengyin shrimp over there.

Yan Tao dragged the plate over casually, took a shrimp with his slender fingers, and slowly peeled the shrimp shell.

It wasn't until the shrimp at hand piled up a hill that he pushed the plate full of shrimp meat over, and looked at him with a smile, "Eat." ”

The housekeeper was stunned.

The melon-eating crowd nestled behind the tree opened their mouths wide in shock: No, this is not our marshal.

So caring, so empathetic......

Ling Feng held his jaw that was almost shocked, and slowly turned his head to look at Mr. Qin.

"So, is that the Marshal's sweetheart?"

The people who eat melons silently look at the courtyard.

A light smile on the lips of a handsome young man.

And the man opposite him was noble and elegant, like ice and snow in the mountains, condensed and lonely.

It is clearly a very different aura, but when they sit together, they seem to be in one place.

The two of them ate and threw a piece of meat to the black beast next to them from time to time.

In the air, there seemed to be small pink bubbles.

People who eat melons: I seem to smell the sour smell of love......

The girls held their hearts and struggled, whether they should cry or be nymphomaniac to the new Mr. Qin.

For a while, I was in a dilemma and it was difficult to decide.

At this moment, four figures slowly approached along another path.

Two men and two women, both of whom have excellent faces.

or soft and boneless, or delicate and delicate.

Or a young man like a jade, or a handsome like a flower.

Far away, before seeing the person, hearing his voice first.

"Marshal, why didn't you come over to see Ying'er when you came back? Ying'er is waiting for you to wait until your heart is about to break. ”

A figure in a pink gauze robe walked slowly into the courtyard with a graceful posture, a pair of bright big eyes seemed to be resentful, as if he could speak, and snuggled up to the young man with some coquettishness.

"I miss the marshal so much, and I don't see you missing a meal."

On the side, a young man in blue walked over, who was extremely handsome, perfectly interpreting the word white-faced Xiaosheng.

His voice was soft, and after Liang Liang said this, he leaned over and sat on the seat on the other side of Yan Tao.