When the words fell, Mu Zi immediately changed the topic, "Mr. Ji, are you hungry?" Do you need me to get you something to eat? ”

"Miss Mu, I'm sorry for you." Ji Yu nodded.

Muzi got up, smiled and raised his hand to pat his chest, "It's not troublesome, although I'm a kitchen killer, I can't even make instant noodles." ”

Ji Yu frowned: "What is a kitchen killer?" ”

"Wood girl, do you mean that you often kill people in the kitchen?"

"What is instant noodles?"

"Soaked noodles?"

Bai Mu's children are concerned about whether instant noodles are delicious or not.

He asked, "Sister Mu, is the instant noodles delicious?" ”

Mu Zi looked at the two people in front of her who seemed to have a hundred thousand whys with a desperate expression, and she couldn't help but think that these two people were either not people from this era, or they were real mountain cave people, the kind who didn't ask about the world.

But it's not like you don't even know what a kitchen killer means.

Thinking of this, she cautiously asked, "Mr. Ji, do you know how to cook?" ”

As soon as Ji Yu wanted to answer, he was preempted by the child next to him, "Sister Mu, my master's cooking is super super delicious." ”

"My future teacher will be super super happy."

The corners of Muzi's mouth twitched, "Hmm." ”

Bai Mu, in fact, you really don't need to say the latter sentence.

I really don't have any interest in being your teacher.

"Miss Mu, don't listen to Mu'er's exaggerations," Ji Yu got up, quite uncomfortable, "The cooking skills below are not exquisite, but they can barely fill their stomachs." ”

Muzi waved his hand: "Sir, it seems that you are much better than me." ”

"Wood girl, are you explaining to me the kitchen killer?" Ji Yu asked uncertainly.

Muzi nodded: "Sir, a kitchen killer means that you can't cook, and once you cook, you will make a mess in the kitchen, and the food you make is simply dark cuisine, which cannot be eaten." ”

At this time, Ji Yu understood, "Then I'm not a kitchen killer." ”

Seeing Ji Yu nodding so obediently and saying that he was not a kitchen killer, Muzi only thought that he was very cute, as cute as the kitten in Hu Weiran's house.

Since that's the case, why don't you let Ji Yu do it himself?

It's true that she doesn't even feel like she can eat instant noodles.

"Sir, would you like to help?" Muzi asked.

Ji Yu shook his head: "Miss Mu, I'm sorry, I don't understand your kitchen here." ”

Muzi: "......, he's still a curious baby with 100,000 whys, so let's eat instant noodles."

Hu Weiran and Min Yuqi, who were still at the door of the kitchen, heard the conversation between the three people in the living room clearly, and at this moment, both of them had only one thought in their hearts, that is, they really met a strange person.

Thinking that this guy Muzi supported himself by writing horror novels, Hu Weiran asked the person next to him, "Yu Qi, do you mean, could it be because Muzi wrote too many horror stories that these three people appeared?" ”

"Hu Weiran, you've read too many novels." Regarding his girlfriend's speculation, Min Yuqi didn't think much about it, and directly rejected it, "Why don't you say that it is a meta-character who runs to the third dimension?" ”

Hu Weiran was stunned: "This ...... Is it possible? ”

Min Yuqi: "......"

Seeing his helpless look, Hu Weiran reached out and patted his arm, and said seriously: "Yuqi, there are thousands of worlds. ”