Qi Zixiao was so amused that he was embarrassed and angry for a moment.

The most uncomfortable thing is that Sister Awu was actually criticizing herself. Judging from the meaning, it was like an elder scolding her younger generation...-

Why are you so lazy at home as a girl? Just put a bowl of noodles for your partner, are you angry?

But Sister Awu doesn’t know, can Qi Zixiao still not know?

That's not the case at all OK?!

This lsp is clearly teasing herself, but she can't say this clearly. I can't explain it to Sister Wu, right?

“···”

"Who's lsp? Why isn't that one below?!"

At this time, Qi Zi Fan shouted: "I think you are so dirty, and you can only drive a car."

"I'm talking about the one below. You said you wanted to cheer me up. I said you would give me a bowl of noodles. Is it swollen?!"

Qi Zixiao: "···"

?(?w?)?

Is it really too dirty? Oh my God, it's so embarrassing... Is there any social death?!!!

No, no, how is that possible?!

It was clearly this guy who was driving and then changing his mind at the wind...

"Pooh!"

"You want to eat noodles, right? Wait, this saint will give you my personal gift. I'll see how much you can eat, and I can't kill you!!!"

Qi Zi·Fan: "(*^▽^*)."

"Ahem."

······

Half an hour later, Qi Zixiao put the surface under him.

There is no flour in the Purple Mansion Holy Land. This is the wild wheat she found when she flew out and then made it according to her own ideas.

If you talk about the taste and taste, it may not be very good. After all, it was the first time Saint Qi cooked.

The only benefit is that it is chewy and very chewy.

The reason for this is naturally because she kept biting her silver teeth while kneading the dough.

Simply put, knead the dough with hatred~!

With the power of a monk in the Tribulation Period, kneading the dough with hatred, and the dough is not fried, it is already extremely restrained.

Oh, there is another small advantage, that is, the thickness is extremely uniform. After all, under the control of the spiritual consciousness of the immortal cultivator, even the difference in the size of the hair will be infinitely magnified.

Therefore, uniformity is very simple.

However, Qi Zi Fan still gives face.

The taste is indeed not very good. After all, there are no seasonings, let alone spices. The Purple Mansion Holy Land is not popular.

But even a plant that can grow in the Purple Mansion Holy Land is all spiritual herbs, so it tastes bad.

It is naturally not considered delicious, but it is definitely not difficult to eat.

So, this guy had a great time eating.

After all, it was the first time our saint cooked, so this face was always given.

Moreover, what you eat is not the taste, it is the heart~

Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo w

His Highness the Saint is cooking.

“How is it?”

Originally, Qi Zixiao was quite angry, but this time he was bullied by this guy and was "unfairly accused" by Sister Wu.

But now, seeing Qi Zifan eating so deliciously, I suddenly became less angry. Instead, I was very curious and proud.

This saint can make him eat so delicious when he cooks for the first time?!

She couldn't help but think: "It seems that this saint also has the potential to become a gold medal chef and a super chef..."

"Good times, well, good times."

Qi Zi·fan was eating noodles in his mouth and kept muttering.

"Do you want to take a bite, too?"

"I···"

"OK!"

Qi Zixiao was about to taste it, but came over, and didn't bother to snatch Qi Zifan's chopsticks.

What do you dislike?!

It’s just that true spirit and memory are the dog thief. The body is our deity, and we are myself. We dislike ourselves? There is no reason~!

but···

"Not give!"

Qi Zi Fan, however, held the bowl and sucked it and ate it happily, and did not give Qi Zixiao a chance to taste it.

"You thief!"

The anger that Qi Zixiao had originally swallowed began to rise again.

Even the "killing aura" came out!

Qi Zi Fan suddenly felt a chill in his vest, but he didn't change his mind-

Think we're stupid?!

This noodles are not delicious at all. If you taste it yourself, you will definitely find it unpalatable... What will happen?!

Then won’t you lose the confidence and enthusiasm to cook?

In this way, how can you fool you into cooking later?

If you don’t fool you into cooking, you will be a basic one in the future. Could it be that I will cook? Although I can do it.

But at this time, cough cough, right? Have to pretend~

I have to give her confidence and courage, and I have to make her think that she is making very delicious. I don’t even want to share it with her~

In this way, she will have sufficient confidence in her cooking skills and will be very enthusiastic! In this case, isn’t it much easier to let you cook later?

What?

Doesn't taste good?

No big problem!

We can take the taste slowly. The first time I cook, the taste is inevitably half the price. What's more, it's hard to cook without rice. There are no such seasonings in the holy land. How can it be delicious?

In the future, when our saint is cooking, we will accompany you and say a few words to "talk more" and give some advice without realizing it~

If you come here a few more times, will your cooking skills be improved?

Yes ~

I'm so smart.

Suck ~!

This guy even drank the last sip of soup and burped: "Himmer, I have already felt your cheers and enthusiasm. Don't worry, the first series of battle will definitely win~!"

Qi Zixiao: "···"

"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you!"

Saint Qi said that she was angry and needed to coax her.

However, at this moment, the magic weapon rang out.

Don’t come to the letter, which is written by the text: “Zixiao, come to Zifu Palace quickly.”

“···”

Qi Zi Fan looked at Saint Qi with a gaze: "Your master is looking for it."

"I know!"

Saint Qi curled his lips: "Go to you."

"Hey? Why do I feel like you're scolding me?"

"No, absolutely not!"

“···”
To be continued...