"This is pork rib soup, you drink some to warm your stomach first."

Yan Ruo handed the soup bowl to Gu Yi'an.

The soup that had just come out of the pot was still steaming.

The white mist revealed the aroma of food, and it also made the place where I could see a little more foggy.

"Thank you." Gu Yi'an said softly.

The warm soup swallowed into the abdomen soothed the discomfort in the stomach and brought indescribable warmth to the limbs.

Gu Yi'an couldn't help but take a few more sips and drank the soup in the bowl clean.

The slender and beautiful fingers rested on the bowl, and Gu Yi'an lowered his eyes.

Such an ordinary-looking bowl of pork rib soup actually gave him an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

It was also the first time after he had created a bowl of hot soup that would soothe all his discomfort when he was at his hungries.

He actually felt that in addition to music in this world, there was actually something that made him feel nostalgic - a bowl of hot soup after creation.

However, soon Gu Yi'an shook his head firmly.

How can there be anything in this world that can be compared to music? Inexistent!

At this time, Yan Ruo had already put a bowl of rice in front of Gu Yi'an, signaling that he could eat it at any time.

Gu Yi'an subconsciously glanced at the empty bowl in his hand and asked in a low voice, "I still want to drink a bowl of soup, is it okay?" ”

Yan Ruo raised her eyebrows, very satisfied with Gu Yi'an's move of opening her mouth directly if she wanted to drink soup.

"Absolutely."

Yan Ruo took a bowl of soup from the pot to Gu Yi'an very neatly.

When the meal was officially served, Gu Yi'an's table manners were well learned.

Eating silently, he didn't make any sound, and his movements were elegant.

At first, he may have been a little cramped when he picked up the vegetables, but after eating a few chopsticks, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and he finally decided to break the jar and break it, eat whatever he wanted, and eat as much as he wanted.

Yan Ruo paid attention to Gu Yi'an's chopsticks, and as time passed, her eyes flashed.

Suddenly, Yan Ruo opened his mouth and said, "The lotus root slices I made are also very fragrant, do you want to taste them?" ”

He shook his head, "I don't eat lotus root." ”

Yan Ruo didn't miss it, when he heard the word lotus root, there was obviously resistance written in his eyes.

Her hand holding the chopsticks tightened subconsciously, and there were some strange colors hidden in her eyes.

After a while, she muttered in a voice that only she could hear, "What a coincidence, you don't like to eat lotus root ...... either."

Yan Ruo looked at the bowl of lotus root slices, and then turned his gaze to other dishes.

In fact, the dishes on the table are all according to her taste, except for this bowl of lotus root slices.

Personally, she doesn't like or hate lotus root too much, her senses are average, she can eat it, but she doesn't like it.

But she did buy lotus root on purpose......

Yan Ruo lowered her eyes, hid the light in her eyes, and stretched out her chopsticks towards the bowl of lotus roots.

The dishes were prepared by her, and Gu Yi'an didn't eat them, so she had to solve them by herself.

"I'm done." Gu Yi'an put down the chopsticks, looked at the plate that had been eaten most of the by himself, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed in his eyes.

It stands to reason that at this time, most people will always say, "Thank you for your hospitality or something".

But Gu Yi'an thought for a while, but said a little crampedly: "This is the best meal I have ever eaten." ”

He probably couldn't think of anything else, and the part of the skin near the base of his ears looked a little red.

Yan Ruo said: "Anyway, we are all neighbors, if you don't mind, you can also eat together in the future." ”