Jiang Qiuqiu's action of buttoning the bowl was very fast.

20 bowls of plum cabbage and pork, she finished it directly in less than five minutes, and the remaining small bowl contained half a bowl of chopped green onions.

Originally, some monotonous colors with some green and a little bit of white have risen a lot, but now no one cares about them.

Countless people suddenly spoke, asking Jiang Qiuqiu to scan quickly!

#以后干脆提前做好! How about light scanning, scanning, and broadcasting during live broadcasting? #

#啊! It sounds boring to fantasize about it, but it must taste like it - it smells so good! #

#别做梦了, it's okay to grab it now! #

"Absolutely."

Every time it is robbed, it is the same as crossing a single-plank bridge with thousands of troops, there are many places, but there is not much time left.

Even nearly 100 million places were evaporated in a few breaths.

Today's live stream was a success.

After Jiang Qiuqiu wished everyone a happy meal, he said, "I have some things tonight, so I'll broadcast them first." You can eat slowly. ”

"Thank you all for watching my live stream, and we'll see you next Monday."

There is no doubt that Mosi, who is separated by two walls, also grabbed this fragrant but not greasy plum cabbage button meat.

That data was put on the table by him, in the interstellar era, science and technology comprehensively told the development, and the things that were printed out of the live broadcast were already very real through the media delivery, plus the terminal link part of the spiritual power, everyone can feel the delicious taste brought by the data food.

The stronger the mental power, the stronger the perception of deliciousness.

Just like Mosi, when I eat this food, I feel that my heart is trembling.

The meat is very small, and if you pick it up with chopsticks, you don't need to use force, and the meat will sag gently, as if it is about to crack inside.

Moth took a bite.

The fragrance, just the right amount of softness, or warmth, hits people's hearts.

Because it was fat and thin pork belly, Jiang Qiuqiu was afraid that everyone would get tired of eating just vegetables, so each serving of food came with a piece of white rice.

A bite of meat and a bite of rice, the meat quickly bottomed out.

The panda didn't like to eat strange plum vegetables, but there was still rice left, plum vegetables were left, and Mosi didn't like to waste it, so after thinking about it, he poured the rice directly into the plum vegetables.

He thought it was going to taste weird, and—

Mosi was lying on the big bed, and he didn't cover the quilt in the winter, but he put on his own cloak and his hat on his ears, and he couldn't help but think.

Data is a joy to eat, and that's how mountains and seas are pouring in.

What kind of mood should you have when you really eat the real thing?

Also, why can the bibimbap just now have such a peculiar and rich taste?

The multi-layered palate is a fantasy before the nasty knock comes again.

"Big brother! Elder brother! ”

"Is it there? Did you sleep? Did you go to bed so early? No way? ”

“……”

"What's wrong? Mentally unwell? ”

"It's uncomfortable!" Mo Chengyu knocked on the door, "It's the little sister of the kitchen god next door who came to bring us food!" Are you out eating together? ”

"No, no."

“……”

Ink idiom: ???

"Big brother, I told you to open the window in the room in the afternoon, did you open it?"

"Nope."

"You're so weak, why don't you open it! Come out and eat, I promise you'll be conquered by that taste as soon as you get downstairs, Zuo Kai and I love it! You'll love it too! ”

"I'm full."

“？？？”

Never mind.

If you don't eat it, you won't eat it, if it weren't for the fact that he was her dear big brother, would she call him?

The guy who has no mouth, is out! Mo Cheng went downstairs with a huff.

The next time he wants to eat, he won't let him eat it.