Chapter 117: I'll throw you into the pot again for long-windedness

"Damn, you shut up for me! If you are verbose, you will be thrown into the pot! "

"Woo, I was wrong....."

An Xingyu looked at the chaotic scene in the kitchen, with a helpless look on his face, but he still tried his best to maintain the expression on his face and continued to be busy.

After a while, more than a dozen dishes were cooked, and a table of hot meals was placed on the table, looking at the dozen dishes on the table, everyone couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

Luo Qingxuan didn't hesitate to put a chopstick into his mouth and chewed it, and after feeling the taste on the tip of his tongue, he suddenly showed a look of satisfaction.

Then Luo Qingxuan tried to put a few other dishes into his mouth, chewing them carefully, with an expression of enjoyment.

Seeing Luo Qingxuan's appearance of eating with relish, Jiang Qingwan couldn't help but swallow her saliva, staring at Luo Qingxuan's appearance of eating vegetables with burning eyes, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

When she was about to pick up chopsticks to pick up vegetables, Luo Qingxuan gnawed on chicken wings and complained: "Yo~ You fairies also eat?" ”

Jiang Qingwan rolled her eyes and took a bite to herself, her eyes widened in amazement, this An Xingyu really deserves many years of experience in raising children, this meal is really a must!

No one can escape the law of true incense!

Luo Qingxuan was a little unhappy when she looked at Jiang Qingwan's speed of eating, and while complaining that Jiang Qingwan had just said that she would not eat, she grabbed it so quickly, and on the other hand, the speed in her mouth did not stop, and the speed at which the two of them picked up the vegetables even waved an afterimage.

Lin Qingyue and Wan Zhou were originally very normal to eat physiognomy and painting style, but the speed at which the two of them ate could not allow them to continue to be elegant.

For a while, the chopsticks were waving in the air, and An Xingyu's smirkling mask was about to be broken.

Seeing the speed at which everyone was eating like locusts crossing the border, he hurriedly sandwiched a little of each dish and put it in the Flying Star Bowl.

Feixing was trying to rely on his sense of hearing to distinguish where the dish was, and was startled by An Xingyu's sudden action, and his fingers accidentally touched the rice in the bowl, and he couldn't help but tremble.

Looking at Feixing's reaction, An Xingyu smiled slightly: "It's okay, you eat slowly, tell me what you want to eat." ”

Feixing hurriedly lowered his head and pulled the rice in the bowl, Feixing raised his head and showed a grateful smile at Feixing: "Thank you......"

"You're welcome."

An Xingzhu hadn't swallowed the rice in his mouth yet, there were a few grains of rice hanging from the corners of his mouth, and after licking the rice grains from the corners of his mouth into his mouth, he looked at An Xingyu stupidly and said, "Brother, I want to eat that too...."

Before the words fell, An Xingyu gritted his teeth and pressed An Xingzhu's head on the table: "Eat you*!" ”

An Xingzhu was pressed on the table by An Xingyu and didn't dare to move, so he could only look at An Xingyu pitifully.

"Dude, I don't know what's wrong! Just spare me this time! "

An Xingzhu looked sideways and saw that his favorite chicken leg was about to be eaten, although he was still pressed on his head, but the chopsticks still groped for a chicken leg with his memory.

An Xingzhu happily wanted to put it in the bowl, but seeing that he was about to succeed but was ruthlessly stopped by An Xingyu, he sandwiched a bowl full of eggplant and put it in An Xingzhu's bowl with lightning speed, and put the chicken leg in the flying star bowl.

Looking at the mountains of eggplants in his bowl, An Xingzhu suddenly frowned in distress, looked at An Xingyu and asked, "Brother, I can't finish eating so much!" I didn't like eggplants at all when I was a child, do you love me or not? "

An Xingyu nodded as a matter of course, and looked at An Xingzhu with a reasonable look: "I love you, so you can't be picky!" "

As he spoke, he reached out and patted An Xingzhu's head gently, and then handed the bowl to An Xingzhu's hand: "Come, let's eat!" "

"Oh....." An Xingzhu responded sullenly, put down the chopsticks in his hand, and then put the chopsticks in his mouth, stuffed the rice into his stomach with a depressed face, and looked at the chicken legs in the Feixing bowl like a wolf, with a sad face.

Soon everyone finished eating, every dish was eaten cleanly, An Xingyu sighed helplessly, and suddenly thought that there was still dirty water upstairs that had not been cleaned up, so he hurriedly washed the dishes and chopsticks and went upstairs to get busy.

After Feixing groped the escalator upstairs, he turned his head sideways and listened to the movement: "An Xingyu? Need my help? ”

An Xingyu looked at the dirty rag in his hand, and shook his head helplessly: "No need, I'm almost done." "

"Hmmm......"

Jiang Qingwan and Luo Qingxuan downstairs looked at An Xingyu and Feixing, who were busy upstairs, and after glancing at each other, Jiang Qingwan coughed lightly and motioned to Luo Qingxuan next to her.

"Ahem!"

Luo Qingxuan also coughed along with Jiang Qingwan's cough, looked at Jiang Qingwan with a blank face, and asked suspiciously, "What are you coughing, your throat is uncomfortable?" "

Jiang Qingwan shook her head, pointed upstairs, and gestured.

Luo Qingxuan glanced upstairs, and then suddenly realized: "It's not that I don't help, in the afternoon, he already disliked me for not working cleanly and didn't let me do it." ”

Luo Qingxuan sat slumped on the chair, there was really no image to speak of, and he grabbed a handful of fruit from the side to eat.

When Jiang Qingwan heard this, she had no choice but to sit on the chair to eliminate her appetite, and rubbed her somewhat round belly: "You're right, if you don't eat, it's a pity that this immortal cultivator can live for so long." ”

Luo Qingxuan nodded proudly, and after a few people had eaten and drunk enough, they looked up at the starry sky in the courtyard in a daze.

After a while, An Xingyu brought out some more fruit pastries, and after finishing his work, he rubbed his sore waist, Feixing looked at An Xingyu cautiously and asked, "Didn't you say that you are not being an old mother?" ”

An Xingyu was rubbing his waist for a moment, turned to look at Feixing, and said with some embarrassment: ".... I did it just now, and today is the last time, and it will never be in the future! ”

Hearing this, Feixing was stunned for a moment, and then nodded: "Oh.. That's right, but I have to say, the food you cook is really delicious. ”

"Thanks for the compliment."

An Xingyu smiled at Feixing, and Feixing also returned a warm smile when he saw this, and the two looked at each other.

The night gradually quieted down, and this was also the last night for everyone to relax, and from tomorrow everyone would begin to officially enter the high-intensity cultivation stage of the academy.

Everyone fell asleep...

The next day

An Xingyu got up early, washed the dishes and chopsticks, and then began to clean the house.

After cleaning the house, An Xingyu ran to open the window to let in fresh air, looking at the few people who were still asleep, An Xingyu entered the kitchen boredly, walked around a few times, and unconsciously started cooking again.

"Damn it! It's the last time to say yes, but I just can't control my own hands!! An Xingyu looked at his hands in annoyance and thought hatefully.

"Forget it, forget it, since I've already cooked a meal, it's okay to make one more." An Xingyu comforted himself with great confusion, and then began to work on the food in his hand.