I Loaded the Healing System

Xu Yijing has long been used to this kind of herself, and she doesn't think there is any problem.

only. .

Looking at Shen An who was inexplicably happy, she was both curious and stupid.

While she was thinking, Shen An also noticed her.

He turned around and said softly, "Is there anything you want to eat? I'll see if I can make it."

His voice brought Xu Yijing back to her thoughts.

She narrowed her eyes and looked at him: "You seem very happy today?"

She didn't understand, so she asked.

Shen An was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Well, it might be."

"Did something make you happy?" Xu Yijing asked.

"Hmm~"

Shen An thought about it carefully: "It doesn't seem to be there, I just stayed with the art troupe for a day."

"Then why are you happy?"

Xu Yijing frowned.

"Do you need a reason to be happy?" Shen An asked back, he raised his eyebrows: "You need a reason to be unhappy."

Xu Yijing tilted her head:?

"Can't understand?"

"No, I can understand, it's just..." Xu Yijing's small face raised doubts: "Don't you think it's very baffling?"

"Ang, I see, you must have a reason, right?"

Shen An chuckled and said, "Then I will give you a reason. Being able to share my craftsmanship with you is the reason for my happiness."

"How? Is this reason valid?"

Xu Yijing pursed her lips and looked at him silently for a while.

"Huh? Not established?"

Shen An blinked.

"Neuropathy."

Xu Yijing was silent for a long time before uttering these three words lightly.

The corners of Shen An's mouth twitched slightly: "You are deliberately finding fault, right? Want to eat your cold bread again?"

uh~

Xu Yijing suddenly evoked a slight smile: "It's finally normal."

Shen An: ? ? ?

Sure enough, he is still like this, and he will make himself more familiar.

Xu Yijing turned around and left the kitchen.

Through the window, Shen An watched her walking away, and said something in his mouth: "You are the one who is crazy."

Chapter 270 Four: They were best friends~

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Shen An's dinner was well prepared, and he even boiled a pot of soup specially.

Counting the soup, there are four dishes and one soup on the table.

The smell of delicious food permeates the living room and even the entire apartment.

Even Xu Yijing, who originally planned to remain unmoved, couldn't help being attracted.

No way, her stomach started to growl again.

Speaking of which, Xu Yijing was also deeply speechless.

No matter how delicious the delicacies of mountains and seas are, she has already eaten countless of them, so she should just ignore them.

When her anorexia was severe, even the dishes made by the top chefs could not arouse her appetite.

But it happened to be Shen An.

The dishes made by this guy, whether they are side dishes or ordinary breakfast, can inexplicably arouse her appetite, as if they have been filled with magic power.

Why is it?

Xu Yijing also wanted to know the answer.

Could it be that this guy really added something weird to the dish?

After thinking for a moment, her rationality could not withstand the urging of appetite after all, she followed her body instinct, stood up very honestly, and walked slowly to the dining table.

At this time, Shen An was still in the kitchen dealing with the last mess. He was cleaning the pot, only hearing the sound of footsteps, he said softly: "Take out the bowl."

Is this ordering me?

Xu Yijing pursed her lips, reluctantly.

Shen An turned his back to her, but seemed to be able to guess her thoughts, and slowly added: "Please."

uh~

That's more or less.

Xu Yijing walked into the kitchen, and Shen An pointed to the two bowls and chopsticks set aside.

But the bowl is not empty, it is already full of soup.

"Have a taste."

Shen An said softly.

Xu Yijing took a closer look, damn it, it's another carrot!

She frowned, trying to pick up the two bowls together.

But the moment her finger touched it, she immediately retracted and subconsciously let out a coquettish cry.

"It's hot, take your time."

Shen An continued to brush the pot, said softly.

Xu Yijing didn't try to be brave, she carefully took out the bowls full of soup one by one.

Then he sat down, blew into the bowl, and then lowered his head to take a sip.

So sweet.

This is Xu Yijing's first feeling from her taste buds.

Afterwards, the sweetness contained a light fragrance wrapped in fresh meat, which instantly whetted her appetite.

This is a feeling that makes her feel strange, but familiar.

It seems that she has not been as interested in food as she is at this moment for a long time.

it is good. .

magic?

Xu Yijing was stunned.

She didn't lament how delicious or amazing this bowl of soup was.

The reason she froze was because this bowl of soup could arouse her appetite, and that abundant appetite mixed with hunger seemed to swallow her up.

For an anorexic patient, anything that whets her appetite is sort of like a drug.

It's also kind of a mystery, because you have no way of knowing what foods an anorexic is interested in.

Whether it is delicious or not, whether it is expensive or not, and even the composition of the ingredients are not important.

The only evaluation standard is the patient's tongue, her taste buds, and her taste nerves.

What a ridiculous unfolding this is. .

Is he my medicine?

Xu Yijing felt incredible.

When Shen An cleaned up his hands and came out with chopsticks, Xu Yijing had already finished a bowl of soup and was still vaguely savoring it.

Seeing his surprised gaze, Xu Yijing quickly controlled her expression and returned to her usual indifference: "The taste is not bad."

"It's not bad, just drink a few more bowls, it's good for your stomach."

Shen An sat down with a chuckle, and also took a sip.

He behaved abnormally today, without the usual deliberate criticism or meanness, he was just eating quietly.

Xu Yijing glanced at him several times vigilantly, and seeing that he had already eaten a bowl of rice, she gradually put away her vigilant thoughts and focused on the delicious food in front of her.

To be frank, Shen An's cooking doesn't really suit her taste.

Except the sweetness is right for this.

Even the soup doesn't suit her taste. For example, she doesn't like carrots very much, but he just likes to put them.

But this kind of feeling is so wonderful, it is obviously not a dish that I like to eat very much, but I am fascinated by it.

The hunger was filled little by little, and the warmth of the hot soup gradually permeated the stomach.

She ate happily and didn't put down the chopsticks until she was completely full.

And the four dishes and one soup that Shen An cooked were obviously too much, even though Xu Yijing was full, there was still a lot left.

She glanced at most of the dishes left, and couldn't help but whispered: "Next time, you don't have to cook so much."

Shen An slightly raised his eyebrows, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Next time?"

Xu Yijing was stunned, and that arrogant energy suddenly surged up: "Do as you please, anyway, I didn't let you do it."