Since he started his mental power training in Mo Chengyu's small castle, Jiang Qiuqiu's energy has improved a lot every time he cooks.

Never feel tired casually again.

She reciprocated the favor by thanking Mo Chengyu who took her on the road, and often brought her own dishes to visit her.

The two of them can talk very well, from the history of the Federation to the origin of spiritual power, from the ancient earth to the facts of the present, although the views of the two people occasionally contradict each other, but both Jiang Qiuqiu and Mo Chengyu are broad-minded and don't mind this matter.

So their relationship got better and better.

is the only thing, Jiang Qiuqiu is very curious.

She has always heard Mo Chengyu say that there is a spiritual combing master at home, and her mental power is very powerful, and playing that spiritual training game is the same as playing......

But for such a long time, Jiang Qiuqiu had never seen him in Mo Chengyu's villa.

"Don't mention it." Mo Chengyu is really helpless, "He is more introverted and doesn't like to speak." I don't like to see people very much. ”

At the beginning, he said that he would make an unfamiliar face so as not to be seen by others and identify his identity.

Later, Mo Si found that he didn't need to appear in front of people to do spiritual counseling for Mo Chengyu, he directly avoided Jiang Qiuqiu, hiding in the room day by day, and didn't know what he was doing.

"I see." Jiang Qiuqiu sighed.

The eldest brother is really full of slots, she originally wanted to introduce Qiuqiu to the eldest brother, and then the two of them will study Qiuqiu's identity as a spiritual healer together.

Now Mo Si Ramo can't avoid it, so let her study it slowly!

"By the way, Qiuqiu, what's your menu today!"

"Is it braised pork, fried meatballs, or elbows?"

"Today...... "Today is not a live broadcast day, just make the return dishes, this morning Taotao freshly put on a batch of fresh and tender bamboo shoots, Jiang Qiuqiu said: "I'm going to make braised bamboo shoots in oil." ”

"Bamboo shoots?"

"Hmm."

"By the way, Qiuqiu, what do you do? How do you cook every day? After getting along for a long time, Mo Chengyu finally asked this question that made him very curious.

This is actually nothing to hide, Jiang Qiuqiu has observed Mo Chengyu through these days, and she guessed that the other party should be a nobleman with a high status, knowledgeable, and very good, "I work as a food anchor in the Federation Live Broadcast." ”

“！”

"Anchor?"

"Then you must be the best food anchor in your company, right?"

Her language was very natural, and she didn't ask why she wanted to be an anchor, but she mentioned something else very cleverly, Jiang Qiuqiu smiled, Sister Chengyu's EQ fluctuated really a lot.

Sometimes I feel simple, and after death, I feel that ironing is very good.

"Oh, I'm not the most popular one yet."

“！” Mo Chengyu looked suspicious, "No, the audience on your platform is not eye-catching." ”

I didn't say much about work, and after chatting for a while, Jiang Qiuqiu went back to her house to prepare the things in the window at night.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Jiang Qiuqiu's food window rarely saw bamboo shoots on the ground.

This is the first time this fresh dish has returned!

After Mo Si saw it, he was the first to place an order!

A small plate, tasted and tasted, and finally empty.

But it wasn't enough, countless appetites were aroused by this small bowl of dishes, and until late at night, Mosi was still a little sleepless, so he got up, put on his own cloak, and went out of the bedroom.

As soon as he came out of the bedroom, he noticed something strange.

The scent in the air is very familiar.

He was a little curious, wanting to trace the source of the scent, and kept walking down with his eyes closed, the scent getting stronger and stronger, more and more familiar—

It's bamboo shoots!

He opened his eyes, and the black pupils were staggering in the moonlight of the night.

It's not the taste of the live broadcast room.

Where, the excellent sense of smell allowed Mosi to instantly lock on the source of the original smell, which was the empty bowl placed on the coffee table.

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