Nightscale secretly laughed, this girl......

A whole roast pig soon entered the stomachs of Night Scale and Mo Qing, and both of them ate their stomachs round.

The crispy and slightly spicy roast pig made both of them want to bite off their tongues and eat them together.

Halfway through eating, the two of them had already thrown away all the etiquette and considerations, and the two of them seemed to be robbed, you fought for me, gnawed in their mouths, and went to fish for the second piece in their hands.

It's so fragrant that even if it's very full, but if there is such a roast pig in front of the two of them, both of them feel that they can destroy it.

Stroking his round belly, Night Scale wiped the oil stains from the corners of his mouth, and looked at Mo Qing with a smile.

"How? Delicious, right? ”

Mo Qing nodded seriously, now she seemed to have forgotten the embarrassment just now, and said happily: "It's really delicious, I've never eaten such delicious barbecue when I'm so old." ”

Nightscale grinned and burped.

If this faux pas was in normal times, Mo Qing would definitely frown or even reprimand.

But now, she just covered her mouth and chuckled.

Nightscale's slight action is actually to tell her, don't care about some small faux pas, people, there are always three anxious and five tired, what can a full burp count?

"She taught me how to cook this barbecue." Night Scales said indifferently, looking very calm, but there was always a trace of helplessness and attachment in the depths of his eyes.

Love is such a thing, even if you are conscious, it is impossible to forget it if you want to.

Nightscale is already a very persevering person, but on the issue of Leng Sleeping, he still can't forget it.

"She? Sleepy shadows? Does she still do these? Mo Qing was puzzled at first, but after getting the affirmative nod from Night Scales, Mo Qing was surprised.

In Mo Qing's impression, Leng Meiying is a beautiful woman who is so clean that she won't even stain her jade fingers with a trace of oil, how can she cook?

The Fengwu Continent is very close to some places in ancient times where Leng Meiying used to be, and in terms of cooking, girls rarely participate.

Especially the eldest lady of the rich family, they will not know how to cook, they will only order the kitchen to make delicious and beautiful pastries for them when they are hungry to satisfy their appetite.

In Mo Qing's eyes, Leng Meiying is such a rich lady.

As a young lady in the town and country, she must be the existence of clothes to stretch out her hands and food to open her mouth.

Even if Leng Meiying is not liked by Zhenguohou and is excluded in Zhenguohou's mansion, she knows some cooking skills and can cook some food, but she shouldn't be able to make roast pig as delicious as night scales.

"Surprised, right? Hehe, when she cooked the first meal for us, we were also with your expression, and we couldn't figure it out, how could a girl as pure as ice and snow like her cook? ”

Speaking of this, Nightscale smiled bitterly, obviously feeling very ridiculous about the original idea.

"A few of us even thought that what she made was like poison, and we were cowardly for a while, Le Bing also asked, what if she made poison for us to eat, we would eat it? Or is it better not to eat? ”

Mo Qing also laughed, looking at the serious appearance of the night scales, she seemed to see through time that in a corner of the Warcraft Forest, Leng Meiying was dressed in white, flying up and down in front of a huge roast pig, and she was very busy.