The silver pot was "gurgling", like a child playing happily.

Yi Zhao lazily leaned against the nearby stone, adding a handful of dry wood to the fire from time to time, and the tongue of fire roared high, as if to devour the silver pot.

The smell of fragrant chicken soup gradually spreads.

Xiao Jue's clear eyes narrowed slightly, but he couldn't hide the light in his eyes. He took a deep breath and couldn't help but rub his little stomach and say, "It's so fragrant." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a "gurgling" sound from his stomach, which seemed to merge with the boiling water of the silver pot, but in everyone's ears, it was so clear.

Xiao Due's delicate and small baby face was suddenly dyed with a hint of red, and he lowered his head, as if he was a little embarrassed. It's a shame to have your stomach called.

Yi Zhao naturally heard the resistance of Xiao Du's stomach. He didn't stop, added another handful of firewood, and then looked at a young man who was about to bury his head in his chest, and said softly: "Xiao Du, wait a little longer, and you can drink black chicken soup." This black chicken soup is so fragrant, I'll give you two more bowls later. ”

Xiao Jue heard Yi Zhao's words, and slowly raised his head, and the heat of his originally blushing face slowly faded. His bright eyes looked at Yi Zhao hard.

"Thank you, Brother Yi, Brother Yi is the best!"

Pei Yumo was sitting next to Su Wanqing at this time, and couldn't help muttering when he saw this: "Yi Zhao looks like a fox on weekdays, and he is quite poisonous, but I didn't expect to be quite concerned about Xiao Duel." ”

Her voice was very small, and only Su Wanqing listened carefully.

Su Wanqing glanced at Pei Yumo with some amusement, it seems that in the days of getting along, she has a very thorough grasp of Yi Zhao's temperament.

Chu Yan, who was sitting next to Ruo Bing, was also unwilling to be lonely, and the fragrant black chicken soup also hooked the gluttonous worms in his stomach. Hearing Yi Zhao say this, he also came up very cheekily and said, "I also want to drink two bowls of black chicken soup!" ”

Hearing Chu Yan's voice, Yi Zhao's eyebrows did not move, raised his head, and said lightly, "Who are you?" ”

Chu Yan: ???

He suddenly wanted to blow up again.

"Uncle Ben is handsome, handsome and chic, and Yushu is in the wind - your uncle, or your eldest brother, has your eldest brother heard of it? So you should call me Daddy! ”

After Chu Yan finished speaking, he couldn't help but want to stand up and cheer for himself, he was really getting better and better at talking, and he couldn't help but admire himself!

Yi Zhao was silent for a long time, and said faintly: "I didn't expect you to use idioms?" ”

Chu Yan: "??? What do you mean by this, laughing at Uncle Ben for being uneducated! He almost jumped up again, completely forgetting that what he had just said was dialed by Yi Zhaosi with a thousand pounds.

Yi Zhao still had a calm expression, and he didn't seem to see a certain man in front of him.

"How do you prove that you are literate?"

"Does Uncle Ben still need to prove whether he has culture or not! If you look at Uncle Ben, you know that Uncle Ben is cultured, and Uncle Ben is a walking culture, okay? Chu Yan said angrily.

This dead boy, if you don't scold him all day long, your heart will be uncomfortable, right?

"The culture of walking? I only saw a walking sand sculpture. Yi Zhao's tone was shallow, as if to say that the weather was very good today, without the slightest fluctuation.

But what he said made Chu Yan so angry that his hair stood on end one by one.

The word sand sculpture was recently learned from Su Wanqing, which means that this person is not only stupid but also hopeless. Although they don't know why they use this word, they feel that two words can summarize a lot of content in a simple way, which is very practical.

At least for Yi Zhao, that's the case.

He could always hear a lot of novel, never-before-heard words in Su Wanqing's mouth, and the meaning was still very interesting.

Therefore, for a long time, he has been learning these "new knowledge" from Su Wanqing. In the future, it will be more convenient for Chu Yan.

The word "怼" was also learned from Su Wanqing.

"What? You dare to scold me for being a sand sculpture, you are a sand sculpture, and your whole family is a sand sculpture! Chu Yan couldn't wait to point at Yi Zhao's nose and scold angrily.

When Yi Zhao heard this, he didn't get angry, but took a closer look at him, and then said, "Didn't you just say that the eldest brother is like a father?" Since you are my father, you are a member of my family. So if you call my whole family a sand sculpture, it means that you are still a sand sculpture. ”

"You-" Chu Yan didn't expect that what he said just now was not only not so angry as Yi Zhao, but he was also using it wantonly at this moment. In order to scold him for being a sand sculpture, he did not hesitate to admit that he was his son, he Chu Yan had never seen such a shameless person!

"Do you want your face anymore? Yi Zhao? ”

"You are shameless, I face shameless people, what do I want to do with face? In order to cooperate with you, I can't ask for face. ”

Chu Yan: "......" Whoever gives him a knife, he will definitely hack this stinky boy to death!

Chu Yan keenly grasped the "loophole" in Yi Zhao's tone.

"So you're finally admitting that you're shameless?"

Yi Zhao added another fire, looked at the boiling soup in the silver pot, and a trace of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

Looks like the soup is ready.

Regarding the clamor of Chu Yan beside him, Yi Zhao was still calm.

"As long as you admit that you are shameless, then I will be shameless."

"Why do you have to be like me? You can't be alone. Do you want to stand a little? Chu Yan was furious.

Yi Zhao is as good as a stream.

"Okay, you don't have a face, I want a face."

Chu Yan: ...... So why did he have to show his presence in front of Yi Zhao again and again? He sadly found that no matter how many times he quarreled with this man, he would never be able to quarrel with him.

No, what was he here for in the first place? Chu Yan was so angry that he forgot his original intention.

At this moment, he smelled the strong smell of chicken soup, and the worms in his stomach were hooked out again. Yes, he obviously wanted to drink more soup than ever before, why did he quarrel with Yi Zhao, a stinky boy?

It caused him to waste his strength in vain, and he was even more hungry!

Pei Yumo, who was on the side, held his smooth chin, looked at the two of them, and couldn't help but sigh: "Wanqing, these two friends of yours have a really good relationship." ”

At the end, she added: "No, it's not just about a good relationship, being able to be together so sweetly for more than ten years is really not something ordinary people can do." ”

"Who is sweet with this sand sculpture?"

"Who's sweet with this stinky boy?"

Yi Zhao and Chu Yan turned around in unison and said in unison.

After each other's voices, Chu Yan suddenly glared at Yi Zhao again.

"Who do you say is a sand sculpture!"

"Who else but you?"

"Uncle Ben is not a sand sculpture!"

"You say no, no? So why don't you go to heaven? ”

"You think Uncle Ben can't fly, do you? Uncle Ben's light skills are much better than yours! ”

The two people, inattentive, continued to quarrel again.

Su Wanqing also learned from Pei Yumo's appearance, watching them quarrel back and forth, and watched with relish.

"Don't say it, these two are really sweet."

The boss spoke, and the two of them suddenly looked at each other helplessly.

"Wanqing, don't disgust me."

Chu Yan: ...... No, he has to hold back. For black chicken soup, yes, for black chicken soup! He doesn't remember villains as adults, and he doesn't care about Yi Zhao, a bastard.

The aroma in the silver pot became more and more fragrant, and the air was full of the smell of chicken soup. Everyone sniffed, and their eyes turned to the direction of the silver pot.

The soup made from this black chicken is too fragrant, right?

Coupled with Yi Zhao's addition of some spices, the aroma of this chicken soup is even richer.

Yi Zhao took out the bowl he had prepared before, scooped three bowls of black chicken soup, and gave it to the three women present first.

Among a few people, who would have thought that the best cook would be the big fox Yi Zhao? But his cooking seems to be casual and casual, and the things he makes are incomparably delicious.

During this time in the White Mist Forest, everyone has already felt it deeply.

Pei Xiu took the bowl handed over by Yi Zhao first, and while preparing to hand it to Su Wanqing, he also said intimately: "Wanwan, be careful of scalding." ”

Su Wanqing nodded her little head, and the aroma of black chicken surged in front of her.

She hadn't drunk black chicken soup in a long time. This is the first time I have drunk it since I came into this world. In the past, she liked to drink soup very much, especially chicken soup, so I don't know how many times she drank this black chicken soup.

Unexpectedly, in a different world and a different place, she would still be able to drink black chicken soup. And this black chicken soup made her feel so familiar, as if she was in a previous life.

Su Wanqing stretched out her hand and was about to take the bowl of soup. The aroma of black chicken soup penetrated the tip of her nose and spread, as if it was about to break into her internal organs.

At this moment, I should have been hungry and couldn't wait to take a sip of warm soup.

But Su Wanqing didn't come for a reason, and suddenly felt a wave of nausea welling up in her stomach.

Pei Xiu watched Su Wanqing's hand just reach out into the air, and his face suddenly changed. Then she quickly twisted her head to the other side, and at the same time couldn't help but bend down and vomit.

"Gross-"

Pei Xiu's eyes changed slightly, he casually put the black chicken soup in his hand on the big stone, stepped to Su Wanqing's side in three or two steps, put one hand on her back, and his voice was also dyed with a trace of anxiety.

"Wanwan, what's wrong with you, what's wrong?" Why is it all of a sudden, is it poisoning?

Thinking of this possibility, Pei Xiu's expression suddenly changed.

Su Wanqing's appearance of lying weakly in his arms and almost having an accident echoed in his mind in an instant, making the man's whole body freeze slightly.

The feeling of suffocation at the beginning seemed to come up again, and only Pei Xiu knew in his heart how much impact that scene had brought him.

If something happened to Su Wanqing, Pei Xiu didn't dare to think about it at all.

His hand wanted to be completely on Su Wanqing's back, but he didn't dare.

He turned around and shouted, "Xiao Du, come and see Wanwan!" ”

The baby-faced young man had appeared in front of Su Wanqing in an instant at this moment, and his little face was also anxious.

At this moment, the churning sensation in Su Wanqing's stomach dissipated slightly, and she exhaled deeply, watching Xiao Jue put her hand on her pulse.

She also wondered in her heart, she hadn't eaten anything indiscriminately recently, why did she suddenly do this?

Xiao Due's originally nervous expression slowly calmed down, and then what came up was surprise and some disbelief.

"Sister Su, you have a body!"

"What?!"