Looking at Feng Ziyu's hesitant appearance holding the porcelain bowl, Mo Li smiled and said, "Why don't you drink it?"

This is just Mo Li's speculation, he himself is sweet and salty, but he also knows that there is a dispute between sweet and salty, at this time it is just a casual remark, but unexpectedly it is a sentence.

Feng Ziyu stammered: "I, this porridge is so hot, why do I have to wait for it to be cold before drinking, right?"

Mo Li smiled faintly, stretched out his hand and stroked the porcelain bowl, a cold air blew through, and the hot meat porridge suddenly cooled down.

Since this porridge was edible, Feng Ziyu had no excuse to delay, closed her eyes and was ruthless in her heart, scooped up the porridge with a silver spoon and put it in her mouth.

Mo Li looked at Feng Ziyu as if he was being tortured, and couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle, he had seen praying before eating, and he had also seen eating directly, and he had seen a lot of other strange eating habits, but it was the first time that Feng Ziyu had eaten with his eyes closed and endured pain.

He watched Feng Ziyu's expression of resistance gradually become relaxed, and then intoxicated, his face was full of comfort, his expression had said everything, and asked with a smile: "How is it?

Feng Ziyu didn't have time to pay attention to Mo Li's question, put down the silver spoon, picked up the porcelain bowl, completely ignored the image of a lady, drank the meat porridge one bite at a time, sighed with satisfaction after finishing, and used the silver spoon to clean up all the remaining porridge and rice in the bowl.

If there is anything to describe Feng Ziyu's actions, it is two words, it is really fragrant!

The porridge is fragrant and glutinous, the minced meat melts in the mouth, and the crispy preserved eggs make the porridge extra delicious.

After a mouthful of meat porridge, I felt that I had taken a superb medicinal diet, and countless pores opened up and down my body, and every muscle was cheering and relaxing.

At this time, Feng Ziyu really surprised He Mo Li, is this still the woman who dares to shout in the face of the remnants of the moon? How can she be like a refugee who fled from the disaster area?

Feng Ziyu gently wiped her lips with a hand towel, at this time she also knew what gaffe she had done, but she did not look embarrassed at all, but as if she was in her own home, she stretched her waist lazily, revealing a comfortable posture, which made Mo Li on the side swallow his saliva.

Without waiting for Feng Ziyu, who was squinting at his embarrassment, to speak, Mo Li coughed dryly and said, "Actually...... You don't have to look like this...... If not enough, there is still ...... in the kitchen."

As soon as Feng Ziyu heard this, he immediately gave up his strategy against Mo Li, picked up the porcelain bowl, and said excitedly: "Really?"

Looking at Mo Li's surprised expression, Feng Ziyu stroked her hair to ease the atmosphere, coughed dryly, and said, "Then please help me serve another bowl...... Thank you ......."

The contrast between the front and back is too great, Mo Li was a little surprised for a while, originally he wanted to use food to increase Feng Ziyu's favorability, why is there a little sign of it now?

Mo Li thought about it and didn't go back to the kitchen to help Feng Ziyu make porridge, but smiled and said, "By the way, Ziyu, since you want to stay in the villa at night, I just want to tell you about the rules of the villa......"

"Brother Mo, can you help people fill the porridge first, they are so hungry!" Feng Ziyu put her two pink fists under her chin, her eyes were hazy, and her tone was slightly coquettish, and when she said this, she almost didn't scare Mo Li to the ground, her heart softened, she forgot the lines just now, and she hurriedly took the dishes and chopsticks, and then helped Feng Ziyu serve porridge.

Soon, another bowl of preserved egg and lean porridge was delivered, Mo Li sat beside Feng Ziyu, and diligently introduced Feng Ziyu to various ways to eat meat porridge, small pickles and steamed buns, until Feng Ziyu couldn't eat anymore, and sat lazily on the sofa to eat, Mo Li came over with a smile and asked, "Ziyu, do you have any suggestions for dinner tonight?"

Feng Ziyu licked her lips unconsciously, and recalled: "Your preserved egg and lean porridge impressed me the most, if the full score is ten, I am willing to give you a score of nine and a half, and the rest of the zero and five is all because of my personal love for sweetness, and there are no other factors......"

Speaking of this, she looked at Mo Li, who was completely soliciting opinions, which made her feel very comfortable, put on a comfortable posture, and continued: "The porridge and rice are cooked just right, one more is thick, and one less is thin, and the smooth and delicious porridge is the main factor in the success of your meat porridge tonight."

In addition, the shredded meat added to the porridge does not taste like chewing wax after steaming for many degrees, but also has a slight chewiness of the shredded meat itself, which becomes the icing on the cake. Coupled with the specially processed green onions, shredded ginger and other ingredients, if your salty porridge is not satisfactory, then I think someone must be making things difficult for you!"

Mo Li smiled slightly when he heard this, and said, "Thank you......"

"No thanks, it's all the truth, if you make it unpalatable, I won't be stingy with my poisonous tongue...... By the way, your steamed buns are fluffy and delicious, fragrant and soft, and the appetizing pickles, all of which also impress me, as the saying goes, the simpler you want to do well, the more difficult it is, if it weren't for the preserved egg and lean pork porridge that is too brilliant, these two dishes alone are enough for me to say......"

When Feng Ziyu talked about food, she didn't care about Brother Mo's feelings, these good words were completely from her heart!

"Isn't that new?"

Mo parted with a meaningful smile.

"Well, is there anything else?

Feng Ziyu tilted her head slightly, recalled for a moment, and asked a little cutely.

"Haha, you try to run the aura!"

Feng Ziyu closed her eyes as she said, calmed her mind, and began to run her aura, only to feel that her stomach suddenly became warm, like a warm stove, giving people warmth, but there was no burning feeling.

In this way, streams of aura gradually emerged from the lower abdomen, merging into Feng Ziyu's own limbs and bones, entering the meridians and starting to operate on their own.

This meal has increased Feng Ziyu's aura a lot!

Feng Ziyu opened her eyes in surprise, happily pulled Mo Li's arm and said with a smile: "Brother Mo, my cultivation has actually increased!

You can't blame Feng Ziyu for being too excited, it's really too difficult for Feng Ziyu to improve her cultivation.

You must know that a few months ago, Feng Ziyu was still a mortal who had not cultivated, although he was personally opened up by Yu Yuezun and started cultivating again, but the progress was slow, and it was miserable.

Until now, Feng Ziyu had just cultivated in the early stage of foundation building, and Mo Li's meal had increased her aura by a lot, which was more effective than taking aura pills, how could she not be excited?