Bulletproof inside the car.

Mo Shenhao stared at the shadow in the window with great interest, his face was a little dark against the dark shirt, and his custard-like skin seemed to be covered with a layer of chocolate, mellow and flavorful.

"Rendong, do you think there are little fairies in this world?"

"Do you think the little ancestor is, that is. ”

Mo Shen's eyes were shining, he had not been able to find a breakthrough for R' Crystal, and now he felt that it was only the thickness of a piece of paper.

Perhaps, his little ancestor is the miracle itself.

He immediately sent her a WeChat message:

Little Ancestor's Cuttlefish Roll: Little Ancestor, let's go back to the capital together tomorrow and get the matter done with that piece of land

He quickly got a reply:

Little Ancestor of Cuttlefish Roll: Okay, wait until I hand over the newly acquired company

Little Ancestor's Cuttlefish Roll: Villa No. 1 Around the Island, I'll wait for you and have dinner together

Little Ancestor of Cuttlefish Roll: Why did you go to your house? I think the 22nd floor of the Moonlight Treasure Box is quite good

Little Ancestor's Cuttlefish Roll: ...... Can the lion cage be removed?

The little ancestor of the cuttlefish roll: Okay, you dismantle

Little Ancestor's Cuttlefish Roll: Moonlight Treasure Box, Waiting for You, Smiling Face/

Thinking that he could eat with the cuttlefish roll, Lin Liuliu threw the new company to the fat snow cat and ran away.

In the future, Colorful Tianai Entertainment Company will do whatever it wants, and she will only think of it as a play anyway.

There's too much to do with the big fact that she's going to do.

Build labs, build factories, and transform new worlds with magic juices.

Set up a male god guinea pig class and teach them to do the system, focusing on feeding them juice.

Looking for the other five spar people, Xiao Ai said that he couldn't collect them all, so let's keep this one around.

Sounds so lofty!

Now, the first big thing she wants to do is have dinner with the cuttlefish rolls.

As far back as I can remember, it was like the first time I had eaten with him.

Despite her eagerness and anticipation, she exercised a little restraint.

With a gust of wind galloping, Lin Liuliu shuttled directly to the entrance of the presidential suite on the 22nd floor of the Moonlight Treasure Box Hotel.

Pretend to pull out the key and enter the door normally.

Lest you suddenly appear in front of someone and frighten them.

The iron cages were all removed, and the room was exceptionally clean, and even the carpets had been replaced.

A huge Austrian carpet with a view of a garden from the sky.

Wow, it's the magical hanging garden landscape she loves.

A faint fragrance filled the air, replacing the fishy smell left over from the lion's body.

The cuttlefish roll really has a habit of cleanliness, and every detail is not missed.

From the entrance, through the living room, you can see a large transparent floor-to-ceiling window.

Floor-to-ceiling windows greedily absorb the afterglow of the setting sun and harvest the brilliance that fills the room.

The aroma of food wafts from the dining room, wisps into the nostrils, and along its route, the footsteps are close to the table.

A few cold dishes are already on the table.

Chilled cucumber, chilled skirt cabbage, chilled lotus root, chilled canthus, chilled three silks.

The light cyan porcelain plate looks beautiful.

Smell it, it should taste good too.

She secretly picked up a cucumber with her hand and put it in her mouth.

In fact, Lin Liuliu's sense of taste has always been a little problematic.

The reason why she makes the juice taste very strange every time is because her sense of taste fails.

Most of the food tastes the same to her.

Over time, she thought it was delicious.

However, when this piece of cucumber is eaten.

She was stunned, it turns out that there is still such a taste in the world?

There are no words to describe how wonderful it is.

No, it's subtle.

A small piece of pickled cucumber contains a thousand flavors, and it is perfectly combined.

She couldn't help but eat a few more pieces.

Then I picked up my chopsticks and ate each dish.

As she ate, her tears began to fall.

This taste...... It seems like...... Ate ...... 400 years ago

Because of the awakening of consciousness, Lin Liuliu regained his spiritual power.

In her memory, there was once a loved one who would make such a taste for her.

It was in the Kangsheng dynasty.

He has a face that looks like he sees all beings upside down.

and the body of a devil who has brought disaster to the country and the people.

He is a prince, but he is willing to wear an apron and cook a few small dishes every day to please her.

The palace compound, ten miles of spring breeze, is full of aromas that tease the taste buds.

At that time, as soon as the smell of the kitchen was distributed, the sparrows came together, chirping and jumping on the windowsill.

And she, just among the sparrows, admires the charm of the kitchen god.

Take a look at it, smell it, and feel extremely enjoyable.

His name is Linxi, the nineteenth prince Linxi.

Linxi spoiled her appetite with love and cooking skills.

Except for the food he cooked, the rest was tasteless.

Who knows, the heavens make people, and Linxi is an obsidian N' spar.

Breathe with her and share your fate.

To protect her, he died.

Bang!

The obsidian shattered, and her heart shattered with it.

It turned out that it had been desolate for 400 years.

Xiao Ai is right, the 6 major spars can no longer be collected, and the pace of the destruction of the earth in the future cannot be stopped by the spars......

Hastily.

The kitchen door opened softly, and the "cook" stepped out.

"You're here?" said in a mellow and familiar voice.

She looked up, slightly stunned.

Mo Shenhao himself.

Is it actually a cuttlefish roll cooking by himself?

She thought that the richest young master like him, the president, the earl, the general, there were at least dozens of chefs in the mansion, how could he cook by himself!

A beige cotton and linen short-sleeved shirt and a light coffee apron look like a home-style peerless man.

This is more lethal than the ten presidents, counts, and generals combined.

Her heart was fluctuating, falling.

For a moment, she thought that Prince Linxi had been resurrected.

Looks...... Slightly similar.

Perhaps because of the ancient costumes, Prince Linxi is more handsome and charming.

"Are you crying?"

Mo Shenhao was a little flustered, and the little ancestor, who had always been hip-hop and lively and savage, actually cried......

With a hint of consternation, he sat down beside her and gently wiped her tears with his fingertips.

Seeing that the dishes on the plate had moved, he frowned rather strangely, "Isn't it delicious that I made?"

She shook her head, speechless.

"What's that for?" his eyes looked so gentle.

She sobbed and tried to calm her tone, "Because it's so delicious, I'm moved to cry." ”

He laughed out loud and stroked her head, "Silly girl, if you like to eat, I will make it for you every day in the future." ”

This movement, this sound, overlaps with 400 years ago.

It seems that 400 years of time have melted into his smile.

"You sit down first, I'll make a few specialty dishes, and you can wait, little glutton. ”

Looking at the few plates of cold dishes left, he got up with a sense of accomplishment and went to the kitchen to continue his magic skills.

Little gluttonous cats, little gluttonous cats, little gluttonous cats......

The doting name rippled in her ears.

It's so sweet, itchy.

Speaking of which, Mo Shenhao and her Prince Linxi do have many similarities in personality.

They are rich and soft at heart.

It's just that Mo Shenhao's feelings are more fiery and persistent.

And it has an extra layer of cold and hard shell, but its purpose is only to save innocent girls from being slaughtered.

Now, his nut has been opened by her, and he has become as gentle as Prince Linxi.

Lin Liuliu began to sigh at the creation of the heavens......

After a time of reminiscence, Mo Shenhao came out of the kitchen, holding out a beautiful container with a lid in both hands.

It's so mysterious.

"Shall I make a wish first?" she raised her hopeful gaze.

He was slightly stunned, and then the corners of his mouth rose, "Whatever you like." ”

She closed her eyes, crossed her fingers and put them to her lips, and silently said: I hope this dish is like flying with wings.

Full of ritual.

The moment the lid is opened, a warm red and shiny human delicacy is displayed in front of you.