When the ink demon returned to the enchantment, Mo Jinyu had already dressed up again and sat on the wooden bed again—there was no stool in the enchantment at all.

"Childe is hungry? Ask the stone to make a fire and cook. ”

Seeing him looking at himself with burning eyes, Mo Xiaoyou touched his face, a little inexplicable.

As a little demon who has survived in the demon world for thousands of years, she immediately understood that Mo Xiaozu may be quite obsessed with meat, so she naturally asked about food.

Mo Jinyu also said "um", Mo Xiaoyou was like a trick, one by one the kitchenware was taken out, and after the pots and pans were placed, he was like a professional chef, picking out the ingredients in batches.

Seeing her posture, even Mo Xiaogongzi, who is quite picky in life, couldn't help but change from surprise to stunned at this time:

"Q Shi, how many storage bags did you bring here?"

When Mo Xiaoyou heard this, he thoughtfully that Mo Xiaozu was afraid that the bedding she had finished making would smell from the mixture of these ingredients, so he quickly clarified:

"Childe rest assured, Wenshi brought a total of ten storage bags, which were used to store spices, ingredients, kitchen utensils, bedding, spirit animals, etc.

Among them the taste will not be confused. ”

Hearing this, Mo Jinyu's eyes followed the fingers of the ink demon and circled around her waist, feeling the corners of her mouth twitch slightly, and suddenly felt that she understood the powerful mood of inventing the storage bag in the first place.

Mo Xiaoyou didn't know that Mo Xiaogongzi was in a slightly speechless mood at this time, she was busy heating up the chicken soup that had been stewed yesterday, and then grabbed a ball of flour, mixed with the water that was constantly condensing from her fingertips, and kneaded it into thin noodles.

The aroma of chicken noodle soup gradually emanated, and Mo Xiaoyou carefully sent breakfast to Mo Xiaozu, and when he got a smile from Xiao Zu, he immediately felt relieved - if he was willing to eat, he was not far from recuperation.

Mo Jinyu originally didn't have much appetite, but seeing Mo Xiaoyou busy making breakfast, he couldn't do the perfunctory act of casually pushing the bowl and saying that he was full for the first time when he was in the mansion.

He was holding this bowl of chicken noodle soup, and he was even a little distracted. In this world, the woman who is willing to make soup for him with her own hands seems to have no one else except the cook......

The salty and fragrant chicken soup noodles went down, and as soon as Mo Jinyu looked up, he saw Mo Xiaoyou's face full of joy.

He could see that the expression on this face was not fake, and she was really happy that she could eat this bowl of noodles.

But why? Since she is a woman disguised as a man and potential around her, why is she happy that she can eat a bowl of noodles?

Mo Xiaoyou didn't know that her actions had caused confusion in Mo Jinyu's eyes, she happily took the empty bowl, put out all the remaining noodles and soup in the pot, and wanted to go out of the enchantment to eat according to the rules of the subordinates, but heard Mo Xiaozu say lightly:

"The wind is gusting outside, so you can eat it in this enchantment."

"Yes! Thank you, Childe. ”

The sudden gentle attitude made the ink demon a little flattered. But she didn't dare to say it in a hurry, but obediently took out a small stool in the corner of the enchantment, sat down next to the stove without disobedience, and ate it slowly.

At this moment, in the small enchantment, Mo Xiaoyou felt the temperature of the food with his heart, Mo Jinyu frowned and sat on the wooden bed, as if looking at the corner where Mo Xiaoyou was with his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

The two are immersed in their own worlds, but the atmosphere is inexplicably extra warm......