A faint warm breath spewed on Ling'er's small earlobe, making Ling'er feel that it seemed that the next moment, Bai Luo would bite her earlobe.

Bai Luo picked up Ling'er, and in the next second, he strode towards the bathroom.

In the bedroom, Ziyao's slender legs were folded, and her eyes seemed to glance in the direction of the bathroom unintentionally, and then continued to look at the books in her hands.

It's just that a look of doubt flashed in his eyes.

At present, it seems that Bai Luo is an ordinary person, only at the moment of swallowing Sanguang Water, he showed a moment of abnormality, if Bai Luo can really cover the heavens, how can he still be obsessed with meat. Body enjoyment.

Feeling. Love is just a waste of time.

However, it may also be that Bai Luo is too well disguised, and everything must be observed for a while before speaking.

……

Time is slowly passing, and the God of Food Contest is about to start.

Stephen Chow, it's almost time to come back.

"Brother, are you going to participate in the God of Food Competition?"

"Brother doesn't go ......"

Bai Luo touched Ling'er's head, and her soft hair was extremely comfortable.

He learned to cook just for Ling'er alone, and he didn't care about the title of the god of food.

Hearing this, he turned his head to look at Zi Yao, who was in a white light, retracted his gaze, and continued to watch TV.

"But...... Ling'er wants her brother to go to ......"

My brother is the most powerful, and she also wants her brother to be recognized by more than her, in the past few years when she was sick, her brother gave up too much for her.

"Okay, then brother will go!"

For Ling'er's request, Bai Luo naturally would not refuse.

Ziyao, who has lived at home for nearly two months, said no more than ten words in total, but at this time, she slowly spoke, "I advise you to give up!" ”

"Huh?"

"The registration for the God of Food Contest has been closed, and it is impossible for such a formal, worldwide competition to go through the back door, so even if you want to participate in the God of Food Competition, you can only wait for the next time."

Bai Luo frowned slightly, but he didn't regret it, participating in the God of Food Contest was originally dispensable for him.

"Don't be afraid!"

Xiao Ge raised his meaty little hand at this time, and his mouth was still stuffed with the snacks made by Bai Luo, "My brother has signed up, anyway, with his cooking skills, he can't even pass the preliminary round, so it's better to give you a hand." ”

Chris: "......"

This is definitely a pro-sister!

To register in a group, you only need to fill in the name of one person, and the number of people in the group is 2-5 people, so the method that Xiaoge said is completely feasible.

It's just that if Chris gives him a hand, most of the honor will be his, but it is Chris who signed up, and Bailuo can't deprive Chris of his honor.

As if seeing Bai Luo's thoughts, Chris waved his hand, "It's okay, I signed up for the God of Food Contest to meet more chefs and cooking skills around the world, and I know my own level." ”

"Give you a hand, my goal can still be achieved, and you, maybe you can really get the championship, when the time comes, I can say that I used to eat the food made by the God of Food every day, hahaha......"

Bai Luo: "......"

Chris came to Bai Luo and stretched out his palm, "Come, I wish us success!" ”

"Hmmm......"

Bai Luo replied softly, and his palm was heavily clasped with Chris's palm.

Seeing this, Zi Miao sighed softly, and a touch of helplessness flashed in her eyes.

After these two months, she is clear about Bai Luo's cooking skills, and winning the championship of the God of Food Contest is indeed not a fool's dream.

What's more, there is also Chris, who is good at Western food, Western food pays more attention to platters and plating, with Chris here, the white meal will undoubtedly look more pleasing to the eye.

In this way, Bailuo has a better chance of winning.

However, her original plan was to take advantage of the opportunity of the God of Food Contest to return the God of Food to its place.

At the beginning, the God of Food violated the rules of heaven and was knocked to the dust, and he had to go through tribulations before he could return to Heaven, but now, Stephen Zhou's ordeal has been experienced.

Wait until he wins the championship in the God of Food Contest and returns to the God of Food, which is justified.

When the time comes, Stephen Zhou will not only be the god of food in the heavenly court, but also the god of food in the world.

But now, Bai Luo plans to step sideways, and it is still unknown whether Stephen Zhou can win the championship.

If Stephen Zhou loses the God of Food Competition, he will still be allowed to return to the God of Food, which is not right!

Although the gods are in the valley, but every time there is a banquet, the heavenly court will still prepare to eat, if you don't eat, won't you not give the Jade Emperor face, but without the god of food, those foods are really difficult to swallow.

If you are accustomed to eating the delicacies of the mountains and seas made by the god of food, how can you eat others.

……

The day before the start of the God of Food Competition, Stephen Zhou returned to Xiangjiang and found Bai Luo, standing beside Stephen Zhou, a turkey in a dress.

The turkey at this moment, compared with before, is like two people, smiling and smiling, full of gentleness and virtuousness, and there is no trace of the eldest sister's temperament.

"Yifeng, I'm back!"

Stephen Zhou opened his arms and hugged him with a smile, "Welcome back, but ...... I've got bad news for you! ”

"What?"

"I'll also participate in the God of Food Competition!"

Stephen Zhou suddenly laughed, "Okay, I also learned art in Shaolin Temple, I really want to compete with you, don't keep your hands in the God of Food Competition!" ”

"Don't worry, it won't!"

Bai Luo and Stephen Zhou looked at each other and smiled, but the next moment, Stephen Zhou suddenly reached out with his palm, turned his fist into a claw, and grabbed Bai Luo's shoulder.

Bai Luo raised his eyebrows, did not dodge, did not even fight back, but when Stephen Zhou's palm grabbed his shoulder, his shoulder suddenly shook at high speed.

Stephen Zhou felt like he had caught a loach, Shaolin Dragon Claw, and he couldn't exert his power at all.

Bai Luo's shoulders trembled suddenly, and he flicked Stephen Zhou's palm away, Stephen Zhou couldn't help but take two steps back and smiled bitterly, "It seems that in martial arts, I lost." ”

"In just three months, it's already very good."

Although there is the Shaolin Yijin Sutra, it has reached the point where it is now, which is enough to see Stephen Zhou's efforts.

"Come in and talk about it!"

Walking into the room, Stephen Thursday looked down, his eyes suddenly froze, and fell on Zi Jiao who was sitting on the sofa, his eyes narrowed slightly, revealing that he was not obsessed and lustful like other men. thoughts, but deep thoughts......

He always felt as if he had seen this woman somewhere.

Zi Miao turned her head at this point and looked at Stephen Zhou, and after only a moment, she turned back to watch TV.

Seeing the two of them "flirting with each other", the turkey stepped on Stephen Zhou's feet fiercely, and at the same time gritted his teeth and whispered in Stephen Zhou's ear: "Have you seen enough?" ”

Stephen Zhou grinned in pain, but he smirked and didn't answer.

I can't explain this kind of thing......

(End of chapter)