Gou Yu: "..."

What on earth were you talking about just now...

The simple preparation work was quickly completed with the help of Fang Xiaoran and Xia Yao and Ming Ling's soy sauce. All kinds of delicacies were neatly placed on the plates, waiting to be cooked.

After wiping his hands and making sure that there was nothing forgotten, Gou Yu opened the kitchen door and shouted to the two people outside without thinking:

"Captain, Brother Meng, everything is ready. Can you come over and help me get the pots and tableware?"

Then I saw the small table on the carpet. A large brass hot pot was placed in the center, making bubbles. The tableware for six people had been neatly placed on the table.

The two people who were pulling something like a tablecloth that would not stain the carpet when they were suddenly called out were each biting a pack of Genmai tangerines.

Gou Yu silently glanced at the two of them who were biting Xuanmai oranges for some reason, and then looked at this scene with tangled thoughts.

Should I praise you for preparing everything to start eating? Have you even boiled the water?

Also, is this table too big?

"Xiaoyou! Is dinner ready!?"

As soon as he saw Gou Yu appear, Fangran immediately became energetic. He raised his neck and poured all the remaining Xuanmai tangerines into his mouth, and then looked at Gou Yu with bright eyes.

Wait... Captain, did you eat something just now... (Speechless)

"Yeah, right away."

Gou Yu, who originally planned to call them to get the pot, silently retreated to the kitchen.

"Ah, it's finally time to eat. Dad is starving to death."

Meng Lang winked, looked at Fangran with joy and asked:

"Brother, are you already looking forward to it?"

"Wait, there's one more thing."

Unexpectedly, she didn't answer his words. Fangran stretched out his hand to signal with a serious look, then silently took out the book of creation, turned a page and wrote under the hot pot basin, tableware and large square table,

[The energy core of the dark world is smaller than a tiny fragment...

After thinking about it, she still felt a little worried, so Fangran added another sentence silently at the end.

crumbs of...]

Then he activated the ability of [Creating Cards], pinched a few millimeters of shavings like pencil shavings, and sprinkled them into the invisible corner between the bed and the bedside table.

"Brother, what are you going to do?"

Also...that's the magic pen Ma Liang!?

Meng Lang looked at Fangran's magical operation that was almost in the field of occultism with a confused look on his face, not understanding what he was doing.

"Brother, you'll know it just by looking at it."

Fangran didn't answer Meng Lang's question, but stared at the little 'pencil shavings' intently.

Then...

The next second, in the dark corner between his bed and the cabinet, a soft cat ball with ears squeezed out, and then the moment it discovered the 'pencil shavings', its chubby body jumped forward in surprise.

go!

"☆(≧?≦*)=-La Meow!!!"

Snapped!

Then Fangran grabbed him with quick eyes and quick hands!

"La~burp~"

F-233, who had licked the crumbs clean in an instant, dragged his cat's tail and burped softly in Fangran's hand. If this guy hadn't been covered in black, Fangran would have probably had some bruises on his face.

Something like a lump of red.

"Don't · appear · suddenly · appear · not · know · you · exist · in · face · still · have · do · allow · eat · thing indiscriminately

·Have you heard that?”

Rubbing F-233's soft body vigorously, Fangran pressed his face against it and warned him word by word.

"(?≧?≦?)Lameow!" (Tail flicking)

"You know what I mean..."

Seeing that the cute cat ball in his hand seemed to understand what he said, Fangran snorted coldly and expressed his satisfaction, but Meng Lang next to him looked at him speechlessly with a cold sweat on his face.

Brother...are you waiting for the ball...?

"The meal is ready, ready to cook, ready to cook~"

The glass door of the kitchen suddenly opened, revealing a bright and stylish young female figure holding a plate in both hands, smiling like a waitress at a Chinese restaurant, shouting cheerfully and lightly.

Fangran was so frightened that he quickly stuffed F-233 into his quilt.

"Junior, I'm sorry to keep you waiting for so long. Are you hungry?"

Xia Yao, who was following Ming Ling and carrying two plates, smiled at Fang Ran and spoke.

"No...it's okay...I'm not hungry..."

Fang Ran, who had just hidden the cat ball in his arms, immediately replied with a sneer. Fang Xiaoran, who was walking behind Xia Yao, looked at him huddled in front of the table around the sheets, and said directly in a clear voice:

"What are you doing around the quilt?"

"Uh(；￣д￣)....a little cold, a little cold, haha...hahaha..."

"Cool? Is the air conditioner turned on too high, captain?"

Gou Yu, who was walking at the end, carrying the remaining plates and placing them on the bar at the door, asked strangely when he heard Fang Ran's words, and looked up at the central air conditioner above his head.

Xiaoyou, please don’t cause trouble at this time!

Cups and plates collided, and more and more dishes filled the small table around the central brass hot pot. From common vegetables and fruits to fresh meat and seafood, the soup base in the hot pot began to boil.

Laughter and laughter floated in the air just like the scene of people sitting around the table, and the lively atmosphere was generated out of thin air without any chemical reaction.

Watching the various ingredients being rolled into the pot and the steam rising, there is a magic that makes people unable to help but feel happy.

"Yo Xi! Before dinner starts, in order to warmly celebrate the beautiful girl Xia Yao's move into the local area, I think it is necessary for everyone to raise their glasses and cheer!!"

"Brother, do you only use such crude rural slogans as 'Warmly celebrate XXX'?"

"And...we can't just celebrate me alone today. It's a party when we all come together."

"Hmm...how about celebrating the end of my 20th year as a bachelor?"

"Brother, I'll bite you to death..."

"Fangran, why are your arms bulging?"

"La..."

"Uh, cough!!!... Pillow, this is the pillow I sleep with every night..."

"Captain, do you want bean curd and hoisin sauce?"

"I want it, I want it. By the way, little handsome boy, you are so good at cooking... Do you need my senior sister to introduce you to a cute little girl (temptation)?"

"No need, Senior Sister Ming Ling, I don't have any ideas in this regard yet."

"Hey, how is it possible~ Don't you have someone you like?"

"...(Senior Sister Ming Ling, please don't call me that too...)"

"Ahem... Sister Xiaoran, you have to believe that the meeting a few days ago was really just a misunderstanding. Brother Meng, I am by no means an unreliable person like you!"

"Well, that's it."

"Uh...(I felt the indifference and was hurt again)"

...

"Junior,"

He hid a certain Lamiao in his arms in a panic. Fangran, who was inexplicably lost in thought while listening to the conversation on the left and right, suddenly heard Xia Yao's soft and gentle voice coming from the opposite side.

The bright figure looked at herself and blinked, smiled softly and asked softly:

"What's wrong? Is there anything you can't catch?"

Fang Ran was stunned for a moment, and just when he was about to open his mouth to answer, Meng Lang, who was once again greeted coldly by his 'brother and sister' on his left, had a look of fake surprise on his face:

"Yeah, brother, what's wrong with you, you're a foodie? Did you just chew up the black wheat tangerine and hurt your stomach?"

Gou Yu, who felt a little regretful about being teased by Ming Ling, was sitting here. He glanced at Fang Ran, who had not yet moved his chopsticks, and still asked in a soft voice.

"Captain, doesn't the dipping sauce suit your taste?"

Ming Ling, who deliberately sat next to Gou Yu, raised her eyebrows and teased him meaningfully.

"It's not good to be picky about food, little boy~"

Seeing through the reason for his trance at a glance, Fang Xiaoran raised his clear eyes and picked up a plate of his favorite food. The girl looked as if she had been there for years.
To be continued...