"How's it going? Not bad, right? A lot of things in here are made by me with a lot of effort, and there is only a little bit of everything, just like this matcha cake, just such a small piece of matcha powder needs hundreds of catties of good spiritual tea. ”

"And this, you don't know how much effort I wasted just for this chocolate powder. ”

"It's you, and the others don't want to eat yet. ”

Yun You stared at the half-empty plate on the table with resentment.

You must know that she hasn't eaten these things a few times herself, and this time for this thigh, she directly used so many materials at one time, and her heart is dripping blood when she thinks about it.

Qu Wuyue tasted something called cake, the dense texture spread out in his mouth, and a strange feeling rose in his heart, making him want to hide the chattering person in front of him, this kind of delicious food will only be eaten for himself in the future.

"The cake made by You'er tastes good, and as a thank you, this eighth-order Zhu Xingguo will be given to You'er. ”

Qu Wuyue glanced at the unfinished cakes on the table, slowly put them away one by one, tasted them slowly after cleaning, and took out a black box from the storage ring.

Yun You looked at the box handed to him, his eyes shining.

Eighth-order spirit fruits, if the seventh-order medicinal materials are very rare, then the eighth-order can be said to be priceless, and even the palace only has three plants.

Although he knew that Qu Wuyue was a thick thigh, he didn't expect him to give away the eighth-order spirit fruit so casually.

Ah, ah, this thigh is so good to hug, I must hold it firmly in the future.

Yun You happily took the box and looked at it, then put it into his storage ring, and at the same time decided to go back and study more food, maybe he could get more benefits from his thighs.

Anyway, as a Chinese person, there are many delicacies, and any one of them can be called invincible here.

After the results calmed the thick thighs, Yun You rushed back to the palace, she has been busy making money recently, and she has no time to cultivate, and then she will be in retreat for a period of time, whether it is cultivation or alchemist, she needs to mention it.

In the evening, after dinner, Yun You sat in the study, writing down the training plan of the group of people in the Mo Pavilion, as well as the future development of Yun Lou, to prepare for his next retreat.

In the open study, there were not many things, only a few bookshelves, a set of tables and chairs and a beauty couch, Yun You sat at the table, the light sprinkled on the night pearl reflected on her white jade-like face, and her slightly frowning brows were full of seriousness.

Yun You was holding the charcoal he had made in his hand and writing on the paper, completely oblivious to the fact that a figure outside the window had been standing there for a long time.

Qu Wuyue didn't know why, she just wanted to come out for a walk, and then she walked and walked to get here.

Looking at the little woman in the room who was thinking seriously, Qu Wuyue's eyes had a trace of tenderness that she didn't even notice.

"Who?"

Qu Wuyue had just moved his steps and was about to leave, when he was noticed by Yun You, who put down his pen and wanted to rest.

Qu Wuyue said that it was not good, and she floated around and was about to leave, but she caught a glimpse of Yun You who chased her and frowned.

It turned out that Yun You took off his shoes when he was writing just now, but now in order to chase people, he didn't have time to put on his shoes, and he came out barefoot.

Qu Wuyue subconsciously flashed in front of Yun You, picked him up horizontally, and walked towards the house.

"Hold the grass!!"