Chapter 442: Sick Brother, Do You Play with Your Heart? (46)
What if all the hot soup spilled out, burned her skin, disfigured the infected bacteria and died?
What if the woman accidentally cut her carotid artery and bleeds to death?
Otherwise, what if she slipped and knocked the back of her head and died on the spot?
I was definitely not afraid that she would die because I cared about her, but in order to continue to torture her for a long time, I couldn't let her get rid of her so easily!
That's right, that's it!
Xi Xingye thought angrily and threw the remote control in his hand aside.
Su Daji has learned a lot of skills in thousands of years of wandering soul life because of boredom.
In terms of cooking alone, she has learned the essence of major cuisines from ancient times to the present, and has written down many unique skills that have long been lost.
It's just a matter of making a few amazing dishes, soeasy!
In addition, the previous plane practiced his hands, so this time the movement was very fast, and after a while, the unique aroma of food wafted all over the room.
Xi Xingye, who didn't eat breakfast, quickly reacted in his stomach.
"Goo......"
He hurriedly held his hand down.
A suspicious flush wafted across his cheeks.
It's damn unassailable!
A little annoyed, he took out his phone and began to order takeout.
But the fragrance is flowing, especially for the hungry, and the lethality is simply terrifying.
The aroma of the food seemed to be alive, and it was drilling into his nose vigorously.
Well, the smell of pork rib soup wafts through the air, and there is a little bit of ...... in it The fragrance of vegetables.
He took a deep breath and took a closer look.
It's corn rib soup!
The aroma of bones and fat is not too sweet, nor is it greasy, but the balance is just right, and it is very attractive.
Xi Xingye shrugged the tip of his nose, his fingertips flew, and he typed the words "corn rib soup" in the search box, but the pictures that came out were ugly, and people had no appetite at all.
I was thinking about whether to make a phone call to order a meal with three Michelin stars, but I didn't expect that people didn't cook this kind of home-cooked food at all.
What a-fart Michelin!
He was about to drop his mobile phone angrily, as if his wish had come true, and a bowl of corn rib soup with full color and flavor appeared in front of him!
The soup bowl is a light blue color, and the hand holding the bowl is a smooth white, with the crisp yellow and crispy glutinous powder in the bowl, and a little green sprinkled on the surface, the beautiful land is like an oil painting.
Xi Xingye followed that hand all the way up, and met Su Daji's face.
With a little apprehensive anticipation, I looked at him.
Quietly blacked out the phone screen, turned off the picture on it, he raised his eyebrows, and said something very inflated, "What, you want to poison me?" ”
Su Daji's pure eyes clearly flashed a trace of injury, standing there, biting her lip, without explaining, she picked up the soup and poured it into her mouth.
As if anxious to prove to him that she had not done anything in the soup, she drank so quickly that before she could swallow some of the juice, it overflowed from the little cherry mouth, down her chin and neck, all the way down.
Glide through a pair of towering soft and rich pairs, slide down the flat belly, and reach the deep mountain path.
Food and beauty come together.
Xi Xingye's throat rolled, and he was even hungrier.