"If it doesn't taste good, you have to force yourself to eat it, and this medicinal food has a great effect on your injury. Alas, find someone to take me to the kitchen. Bai Wanshuang sighed, and said that she had drunk two bowls of porridge, and it was only the beginning of Shen Shichu, and she had just eaten lunch for an hour, if she ate it, how could she be so hungry that she cooed.

"Someone!" Mo Chengcheng's face was not so dark, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Please, what does the prince command. A good-looking maid walked in.

"Vanilla, take Dr. Bai to the kitchen, if Dr. Bai has orders, just do it. Mo Chengcheng pointed at Bai Wanshuang and said to Vanilla.

"Yes, my lord. Vanilla bowed.

"I've seen Dr. Bai, Doctor Bai, please. She turned around and saluted Bai Wanshuang again, leading Bai Wanshuang out.

"You go down, I don't like people watching from the sidelines. After Vanilla led her to the kitchen, she stood aside, Bai Wanshuang wrinkled her head silently, and politely asked her to come out.

After Vanilla left, she closed the kitchen door and looked at this kitchen, which was really worthy of the palace, and even a kitchen was so big and magnificent.

She took out a piece of white jade Ganoderma lucidum from the Qiankun bracelet, a handful of red heart lotus seeds produced in Yunshan Ice Lake, a handful of tangerine peel, and then took out a golden chicken from the Qiankun bracelet.

She took a clean casserole and washed it again with water, killed the chicken, removed the internal organs, then cut it into pieces and put it in the casserole, after making a fire, put in a piece of crushed ginger, and boiled the water in the casserole.

Wait for the water to boil a cup of tea or so, then put a few handfuls of rice into it, put the red heart lotus seeds, tangerine peel and white jade lingzhi into it, and then simmer for half an hour, and the tempting fragrance slowly spreads.

This kitchen has long been filled with the fragrance of white jade lingzhi and red heart lotus seeds, but the vanilla standing outside can't smell it at all, Bai Wanshuang has already laid an enchantment in the kitchen, what is she doing inside, even if she smashes the kitchen, she can't hear any sound outside.

When the pot was raised, Bai Wanshuang lifted the lid of the casserole again and added a little refined salt to taste. Bai Wanshuang smelled the fragrance of this white jade lingzhi, and she couldn't help but want to taste it after not eating fireworks in the world for a long time, she took out two bowls, put two spoons, and carried them out of the kitchen with a tray.

Vanilla, who had been standing outside the kitchen and waiting, saw Bai Wanshuang come out, and hurriedly stepped forward to take the tray, Bai Wanshuang lifted the tray, and with a slight turn on her feet, the person was already a foot away from the vanilla.

"Doctor Bai, the slave just wants to help you carry the tray. Vanilla looked at the ethereal figure in the distance and said softly. Her face was red and white, white and red, her big pretty eyes were flowing with crystal liquid, her left hand was clenched tightly, and her fingernails were white

She bit her lip, as if she had been wronged, if Bai Wanshuang was a man, seeing the beauty looking at her like this, looking at herself with pear blossoms and rain, she would have been distressed for a long time, afraid that what the beauty said would be what it was.

It's a pity that Bai Wanshuang is not a man, and she will not pity the fragrance and cherish the jade. She just glanced at Vanilla lightly and meaningfully, then turned around and walked towards the bedroom of the Ink City.

How many people want to kill you, outside, and at home. The outside is easy to deal with, but the home is difficult to prevent since ancient times.

"Hurry up and give it to me, I'm dying of hunger." "Mo Chengcheng has some dissatisfaction, and as soon as this person goes, he will return in almost an hour.

"Give it, it won't burn you, you have to eat it. Bai Wanshuang handed over the porridge that had just been poured over, how did she feel that Mo Chengcheng would be like this, how could she look like a child who couldn't eat sugar.