Bai Ling, who was on the other side, gazed at Slave Thirteen gently and ate a large piece of fish, smiled softly, and asked, "How does it feel?"

Nu 13 nodded, swallowed the fish in his mouth, and said, "Mmmm!

Hearing this, Bai Ling looked at Slave Thirteen with adoration, "...... Can the thirteen brothers taste the taste of spiritual power in this food?...... It's amazing......" There was a hint of envy in her admiration.

Sensing this, Slave Thirteen looked up at Bailing. But I found that there was still a little bit of loss in Bai Ling's eyes.

Suddenly, he finally realized something.

Thinking back to what Bailing had said along the way, Slave Thirteen thought of something.

Bai Ling once said that she was going to prepare for the promotion to the third grade chef in the near future.

Although it seems that Bai Ling is very confident in his cooking skills.

But she was very conflicted that she would not be able to pass the promotion of the third-grade chef.

At first, Nu Thirteen found this self-contradictory mood strange.

Until this time, I learned that the three chefs in Juxiang Building used spiritual energy to cook food.

He gradually realized why Bailing was worried that he would not be able to pass the promotion of the third grade chef.

......

Several times, Slave Thirteen sensed Bailing's envy for those who could cultivate aura.

At this point, he guessed a reason.

"You can't breathe in spiritual power, can you?"

Slave Thirteen looked at Bailing and asked.

Bai Ling's expression darkened, and he nodded his head in response, "Hmm...... Yes...... Since I was a child, I have found that I have not cultivated spiritual roots......"

Then he smiled slightly bitterly and said, "So...... When I realized that I needed to use spiritual energy to cook food...... I'm a little worried...... I'm afraid that I won't be able to get through, and I will only be able to be a four-grade chef forever......"

Listening to Bailing's words, Slave Thirteen was silent.

Bai Ling's concern is not unfounded.

According to his observations, when the Sanpin Chef of Juxianglou used the spiritual energy to make the fire, it was obvious that the spiritual energy changes were used to guide the heat of the ingredients and the combination of the spiritual power of the ingredients themselves and the taste of food, as well as sublimation.

If the cook does not have the power to control the aura, it will be difficult to master the fusion of the spiritual power and the taste of the food, and it will be difficult to make the ingredients with the spiritual power taste delicious.

Slave Thirteen, who can clearly see the movement of spiritual energy, can say with complete certainty that Bailing will definitely not be able to pass the promotion of the third-grade chef......

It's just that Bailing still seems to have a glimmer of hope.

Slave Thirteen couldn't bear to see Bai Ling being hit, and in that case, he would feel distressed.

But for a while, I couldn't think of a better way to help Bailing.

Thinking silently, it made Slave Thirteen stunned motionlessly.

Bai Ling couldn't help but giggle when he saw his appearance.

"What's wrong with you? All of a sudden, you're preoccupied?"

"Oh...... I!...... I ......"

Slave Thirteen slurred in a low voice, and he stammered speechlessly.

Seeing this, Bai Ling's eyes flashed.

Bing Xue was smart, and she quickly thought of the reason.

I couldn't help but chuckle and asked, "Are you worried that I won't be able to pass the promotion of the third grade chef, so you want to comfort me, right?"

At this moment, Nu Thirteen's wheat-colored face was slightly red.

For some reason, in front of Bai Ling, he was more likely to care about whether his words were appropriate. It's easier to be shy, it's easier to have ripples in your heart, and it's easier to blush.

He nodded.

"Uh-huh......"

Bai Ling chuckled and asked, "You haven't learned how to comfort a girl, have you?"

Slave Thirteen nodded again.

“...... Well!...... Haven't learned it yet......"

Bai Ling still giggled when he saw this.

But the look in her eyes gradually contained a slightly moist soft light.

Slave Thirteen doesn't know anything about human affairs.

He doesn't know how to comfort girls to be happy, and he doesn't know how to take advantage of the girl's vulnerability to seize the opportunity to say something flirtatious about the woman. Not even a simple word of comfort will be spoken......

However, from that funny clumsiness, Bai Ling felt the purest tenderness in the world.

She was a little moved.

......

Bai Ling raised his jade arm, supported his small chin with his hand, and stared at Slave Thirteen, who looked like a child who had done something wrong and was waiting for criticism. Gently smiled and muttered, "...... So cute......"

Then she quietly rolled her eyes.

Bai Ling wanted to tease the straight thirteenth brother in front of him again.

She smiled slyly and said, "It's not okay if you don't comfort the girl, like this, you won't be able to find a daughter-in-law in the future." ”

Nu Thirteen raised his eyes to look at Bai Ling, frowned and asked seriously, "Really?...... I really won't be able to find my daughter-in-law?......"

Bai Ling forced a smile and cleared his throat, "Hmm...... Of course, how could such a stupid person find a daughter-in-law?"

Blinking his slender fox eyes, Nu Thirteen asked, "Then what should I do?...... I don't want to beat a single......"

"You can learn, learn to be considerate of girls, learn to comfort girls...... Then you can find a daughter-in-law. ”

Nu Thirteen nodded heavily, "Well, I want to learn!" and then asked, "Can Bailing teach me?"

Bai Ling smiled and nodded, "Yes." Next, take me as an example, I will teach you a sentence, and you will learn a sentence from me, okay?"

Slave Thirteen nodded, "Okay!"

After thinking for a while, Bai Ling gently looked at the serious Slave Thirteen and said, "Na...... If I really can't be promoted to the third grade chef because I don't have a spiritual root, you have to comfort me...... First of all, I have to say gently, Bailing......"

Bai Ling motioned to Slave Thirteen to follow with his eyes, "Tell me quickly?"

"Oh......" Slave Thirteen reacted slowly.

He swallowed and foamed at the mouth, moistening his throat so that his voice sounded gentle enough.

Then he said, "Larks......"

Hearing this, Bai Ling covered his mouth and chuckled.

Although the voice is still a little stiff, it is not gentle enough. But after all, it's fun, so there's no need to take it too seriously.

Bai Ling also cleared his throat and continued to teach, "Bai Ling...... You have to believe in yourself, even if you can't breathe in the aura, you can find a way to become a three-grade chef through hard work. ”

Nu Thirteen cleared his throat again, followed Xue's words, and said, "Bailing...... You want...... Believe in yourself, even if, can't breathe in Reiki...... Also...... You can also find a way to become a three-grade chef through hard work. ”

Bai Ling smiled softly, "Yes, that's it......"

Slave Thirteen was silent for a moment.

Then he looked at Bai Ling and asked, "I...... Can you say it again?"

Smiling slightly, Bai Ling nodded, "Of course you can, you have to practice a few more times to get acquainted." ”

......

At this moment, Nu Thirteen's slender fox eyes, which were slightly hidden in his hair, looked at Bailing gently.

His throat moved lightly, and a deep voice sounded, "Bailing......"

At this moment, Bai Ling's body suddenly seemed to be electrocuted.

Crispy and numb, the mood that was originally joking suddenly throbbed. She lowered her chin-hugging jade arm, straightened her waist slightly, and sat up straight.

Looking at Slave Thirteen, Bai Ling bit his lower lip lightly and continued to listen.

Nu Thirteen's eyes flashed, and he said in a deep voice, "In my eyes, whether I am a fourth-grade chef or a third-grade chef...... You are the most beautiful woman...... I...... I like you, I want to protect you forever...... I want you to be my daughter-in-law. ”