The next day.

The evening star got up early, dressed well, and then went to the kitchen on the first floor.

Until almost eight o'clock, master Mo yawned and wandered down the revolving stairs.

As soon as I got to the first floor, Yu Guang glanced at the dining table.

Evening star just came out with a big bowl of soup.

Her body is also wearing a pink apron, loose hair tied in the back of her head, it is a warm scene.

Mo insisted on walking over, "what is this?"

"Well, health soup." Evening star sat down, poured out a small bowl for him, pushed it in front of him, and looked at him with both hands. "It's as a reward for you to block the wine for me."

Mo insisted on drooping his eyes, looking at the steaming soup, a trace of complex emotion flashed through his eyes.

Half ring, thin lip moved, "are you sure you can't drink to death?"

Evening star:??

Mo insisted that he open his chair and sit on it, smacking his lips and saying, "it's really bad to sell."

"Mo insists on saying..." the late star is very gentle smile, "do you believe me, this will put the soup on your head?"

The boy picked up the spoon and took a sip, then gave a slow evaluation, "although the appearance is not so good, but the taste is barely you pass, right? What kind of soup is this?"

"Jiujiuduo soul soup."

"... what?"

The evening star showed a smile of pity, "after drinking this soup, your soul will be taken away by me."

"Take away my soul." Mo insisted with a low smile, raised his eyes, and looked at her with burning eyes, "I'm waiting."

Evening star

Pervert!

"Smelly girl, have you ever made this soup for other men?"

Don't wait for the evening star to talk, he is the quiet mouth again, "you want to dare to say some words to try."

"Why? If so, what can you do? "

Mo insisted on expressionless: "I broke the man's leg."

"Violent maniac, why do you break people's legs.

"Is there any?"

Evening star rolled a white eye, "how can there be!"

She hasn't been in the kitchen for two years. Who is she going to do it for?

But then again, I haven't tasted the soup yet.

Evening star took an empty bowl and wanted to taste a spoonful of soup.

Mo insisted but patted off her hand, "what do you want to do?"

"Soup."

"No drinking. These are all mine."

Evening star stares big eyes, "so much, can you drink?"

"If you can't drink it, save it for the next time. Anyway, these are all my young master's, and you are not allowed to touch a mouthful."

Bully! Why can't I drink my own soup.

"If you let go, I'll drink." Evening star is very naive to fight with him.

After scooping a small spoon, she couldn't wait to taste it.

The next second, the whole face changed.

"Bah, what the hell is that?"

Evening star vomited all the soup into his bowl and took two mouthfuls of water beside him.

Sour and astringent, is a very strange, indescribable taste.

Anyway, it's not good.

But I follow the online tutorial.

Mo insisted that he was sitting there with dignity, and he drank a mouthful gracefully, "really, I think it's quite right for my appetite."

Evening star watched him sip the soup into his mouth one after another. He was surprised and said, "it's really bad to drink. Don't drink it now."

"Why are you so wordy? I said, "good is good."

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