"Miss..... This ......"

Qiaoxiu, who was sitting at the dinner table, looked at Qinghe, who had a sincere face, and then looked at the messy thing on the plate, and really couldn't put down the chopsticks.

Qing He, who was sitting opposite her, smiled and sold her:

"Try it, this is the signature dish of Sino Building, and it is fragrant!" It's just that she copied it.

Since he had warned Jun Wuchen that day, he had never come to look for her, let alone bring her this incense.

She didn't dare to go out herself, as for the reason...... Fear of vendetta!

This greedy insect is screaming so much, what should I do?

Better do it than wish it done! So, there is this cottage incense in front of you.

"The appearance may be a little bit worse, but the taste must be the same!" Talking nonsense with your eyes open!

Qiaoxiu couldn't stand the other party's flashing star eyes, so she had to clip a small piece and put it in her mouth.

"How? Is it tasty! ”

"Hmm———" Qiaoxiu didn't answer, but ran out of the dining room with her mouth covered.

"Huh? What's wrong? Looking at the other party's reaction, Qing He was puzzled, why is it so much like he ate the dishes made by Feng Buqi?

Is it unpalatable?

Qinghe doesn't believe it! In the past, every time I cooked for the god stick, the other party ate brightly.

Although she hadn't tasted it herself, she had already made herself a kitchen god just by virtue of the fragrance of eating with a god stick!

Could it be that I haven't been cooking for too long and my cooking skills have regressed?

Qinghe, who was about to taste it himself, heard a light cough at the door.

"I'm here to find the national teacher, where is the national teacher?" The person who came was the wind and the wind.

This person is also fun, he went to visit other people's homes, why did he find the dining hall directly?

It's so rude to find here, but now it's still standing at the door with a very polite look?

Qing He put down the chopsticks he had just picked up, and looked at the sudden appearance of the wind bully, with a smile on his face.

After not seeing him for many days, he seemed to look better, dressed in ice blue silk brocade, clean and refreshing as the clear sky after the rain.

"He left Jundu a few days ago." Qing He replied.

Naturally, I was happy to see him.

I didn't have time to think about how he came here to find Xiao Ran, so I didn't ask anymore.

Feng Buqi, who was still waiting for her to question, froze outside the door.

Regarding his visit, he had prepared a lot along the way, and he forgot all about it the moment he saw her, but in the end he said the most pleasant, but the most difficult to understand.......

What should I do? Since the other party told him that Xiao Ran was not there..... Isn't it time for him to go?

Looking at the somewhat awkward wind device, Qing He then asked:

"Have you had lunch?"

"Nope."

"That's just right, come and try the incense I made."

"Hmm."

I didn't even say a word of kindness...... lifted the corner of his robe, strode into the dining hall, sat down beside Qinghe, and picked up the rice bowl on the table.

"This is what I learned from the signature dish of Sino Building......

Before she finished speaking, Feng Buqi picked up a piece of incense, put it in her mouth and chewed it carefully, and finally swallowed it into her stomach as the Adam's apple rolled.

Qing He, who was sitting beside him, supported his little head and looked at each other.

The fragments of memory in my brain seem to have been pieced together again.

She remembered that she had loved to watch him eat before, and it was very elegant and delicious.

At this time, Qiaoxiu, who had just come in from the door, watched Feng Buqi eating the plate of incense on the table, and her face was shocked!

That smell is obviously .......

Rubbing his eyes, he couldn't believe it.

"Any more food?"

"Qiaoxiu, go and help the prince serve another bowl!" Qing He smiled and watched Feng Buqi finish eating, and then instructed Qiaoxiu, who had just come in, to help serve a bowl again.

"Oh.... Yes, yes. Qiaoxiu, who had just reacted, hurriedly turned around and went to serve the meal.

Standing at the door, Candlelight touched his chin curiously, didn't he have no appetite? Why did you become hungry like this after practicing the sword for so long?