Ye Xingtong came to the hall outside to meet everyone.

There was not a single movement on the other side of the elevator.

"Are these people trying to starve us to death?" Bai Feng asked.

Ye Xingtong glanced at him: "You are the truth! They only need to guard the entrance of the elevator, so that we can't get out, and then we will run out of food." ”

"Huh?" Bai Feng swallowed.

"Of course, these are just their self-righteous thoughts!" Ye Xingtong said.

"Huh, sister-in-law, can you finish the words at once. Bai Feng complained.

Ye Xingtong didn't continue to talk to him, and said to everyone: "I'll go get food!"

"I'll help you!" An Mochen said and followed.

Everyone behind them looked at them with worried expressions.

"Say, what will we eat later?" Bai Feng was the first to speak.

"I don't know, maybe it's a piece of roasted blackened meat?" Tang Shuo guessed.

"Or is it a piece of dry and hard bread?" Yun Jin answered.

"You think too much, I guess it's instant noodles, because this is the simplest rice, and it is also the rice that the two of them can make, and they also know this, so it must be instant noodles!" Leng Ye was full of confidence.

"I've seen An Mochen cook instant noodles into a paste with my own eyes!" Chu Ze finished expressionlessly, turned around and walked to the other side.

Leaving behind a group of petrified men.

And here, Ye Xingtong took An Mochen to a storage room.

Fresh meat and various trimmings are taken out of the pantry.

Outside the pantry is the kitchen.

Put the ingredients in the kitchen.

She checked the gas in the kitchen.

Gas has stopped.

An Mochen stood by the door and watched her busy, feeling at a loss as to what to do.

"If you can, you can go wash the vegetables!" Ye Xingtong instructed.

An Mochen silently stood in front of the cooking table to wash the vegetables.

Thankfully, the water hasn't stopped.

Ye Xingtong watched him roll up his sleeves and start washing vegetables, then turned around and walked out of the kitchen.

In another lab where she makes robots, she makes a simple induction cooker.

took the induction cooker to the kitchen, and An Mochen had already washed the dishes.

Plugging in the power and racking the pan, she began to fry the steak.

The movements are skillful and unhurried, as if they have been practiced thousands of times.

After a while, the aroma of the steak came out.

Ye Xingtong put the steak onto the cart, and An Mochen pushed the cart to the hall outside.

A few men were already hungry and listless, sitting on the floor or lounging on their chaise longues and workbenches.

Smelling the approaching aroma, the men all immediately stood up.

"Sister-in-law, what did you make delicious?" Bai Feng stepped forward with a greedy expression.

"Because of the limited ingredients, I only made a few steaks, so let's accommodate them. Ye Xingtong said.

"Don't accommodate, don't accommodate!" Bai Feng said, and a hungry wolf quickly took away a steak.

The other men also took their share of food one after another.

"Wow, sister-in-law, you are really a chef's level craft. I remember sister-in-law, you didn't cook before, why did you suddenly become so good at cooking?" Bai Feng exclaimed in surprise.

Ye Xingtong covered his mouth and laughed, but An Mochen interrupted him with a bad face: "It's time to change your talk, Bai Feng!"

Ye Xingtong looked sideways and saw An Mochen's serious face, and the coldness at the bottom of his eyes was turning into a substantial cold air, almost condensing the air on this side into ice, making it difficult to breathe.

"What's wrong with you, An Mochen?" she couldn't help but ask.

There was a vague guess in her heart, but she didn't say it.

An Mochen picked up his share of steak, put it on the table next to him, and began to cut the steak.

Ye Xingtong looked at his indifferent back, picked up a steak for a moment, and said in a low voice, "I'll send one to Lan Yu!"

Came to the laboratory and handed the steak to Lan Yu, who looked down at the steak: "Didn't you write the skill of the kitchen god into the soul fragment?"

Ye Xingtong stepped aside, feeling lost: "What if you write it, isn't it perfect to better help those who want to help?"

"Since you've helped someone you want to help, why are you upset?" Lan Yu asked.

Ye Xingtong thought of something, his eyes flashed, and he didn't speak.

"Have you ever thought that casually changing your attributes and adding your own skills will only make you look more and more like an omnipotent robot, and you, who are controlled and directed by data commands, are also becoming more and more mechanical, less and less like yourself!" Lan Yu was a little angry.

Ye Xingtong didn't speak, and walked out of the laboratory.

Back in the hall, Bai Feng and the others had already finished eating.

At this time, I am resting after eating.

An Mochen was still standing in front of the stage with his back to her.

"Sister-in-law, you're back, what are Lan Yu busy with?" Bai Feng asked curiously when he saw her.

Before Ye Xingtong could answer, An Mochen suddenly turned around.

He held the steak in his hand, which had been neatly chopped into pieces.

"Eat!" he handed over the steak.

Ye Xingtong was stunned for a moment, and was about to reach out to pick it up, but he withdrew his hand again.

"Come here!" he got up and walked over, leading her to a glass cubicle.

Finding a bunch of chairs that lay opposite each other and sitting down, he forked the steak with a silver fork and held it to her lips.

Ye Xingtong was stunned for a moment, and slowly opened his mouth.

He gently shoved the steak into her mouth.

The steak was indeed delicious.

She would never have been able to make it so delicious before.

I chewed two mouthfuls and swallowed into my stomach.

He crossed another piece and handed it over.

Ye Xingtong reached out to take the silver fork in his hand: "I can do it myself." ”

An Mochen avoided her hand, and the complicated light in his eyes flickered faintly: "You used to coquettish me and let me feed you, but now you are not used to it?"

Ye Xingtong was stunned.

I had just eaten a small piece of steak, but my stomach seemed to be stuffed.

Sadness spreads, but it doesn't affect the brain and heartbeat.

It's as if I'm watching the sadness of others, and although I can feel it, I can't be in it.

"What do you mean?" Ye Xingtong asked with difficulty.

An Mochen looked up at her, his eyes revealing silent sadness.

"We have just reconciled and we have begun to face new problems, An Mochen?" Ye Xingtong asked.

An Mochen didn't speak.

"That's right, I'm just a memory, dragging Ye Xingxing's body to live like a walking corpse, in fact, I'm nothing, let alone the Ye Xingtong you love, I'm not!" Ye Xingtong roared loudly, walked to the glass door, and suddenly smashed the glass wall with a punch.

A fist-sized hole appeared in the glass wall, and along the opening, the entire glass began to crack.

An Mochen took two quick steps and hugged her from behind.

"Star Pupil,...... Why does it always make me feel powerless?" An Mochen sighed in a low voice.

"Yes, I'm just a trouble for you!" Ye Xingtong said in a low voice.

"I've never felt like this, it's just that you've changed so much that I occasionally feel unreal!" An Mochen gently rubbed her neck and explained softly.

Ye Xingtong's eyes froze for a moment.

After a moment, she apologized in a low voice: "I'm sorry, An Mochen!"

Reality is like a painful swamp in which everyone sinks and cannot extricate themselves.

It's that she's too egoistic and never thinks about him.