Strange World Little Cooking Saint Chapter 1053:

It didn't take long for Shi Yugang to pack up, and Lizheng was back again.

He came back here to send rice noodles and meat dishes to Shiyu and the others, "These are all his own things, you should use them."

Don't even mention, Shi Yuzhen was a little hungry, and even grumbled in his stomach.

She hasn't felt hungry for a long time, this place is really weird.

Squeezing the surprise, Shi Yu thanked you: "Thank you." She felt that she should give something back, but she didn't know what to pay, so she had to go back and send it back.

"Don't be so polite." Li was waving his hand, "Most of us in Xinghua Village have the surname Xie. I think you are also young, so you can sell the old one. You just call me Xie Uncle."

"Okay." Shiyu nodded in response.

Uncle Xie left after saying a few words. It was only then that Shiyu noticed the vegetables in the basket. It was probably because of the full spiritual power that the colors of the dishes were particularly beautiful. She withdrew a green leaf and put it in her mouth to chew it. The spiritual power contained in it was no worse than the precious medicine in the next heaven.

"Are you...hungry?" she asked Wen Heng.

Wen Heng motioned to her to give things to herself, "People in this village think they are just ordinary people, we naturally have to follow their rules. Today at noon, I want to eat scones and bone soup."

Shi Yu understood what he meant.

The people in this village are not ordinary people.

But they clearly have no spiritual roots, and they can't resist the attacks of monsters, no matter how common they are.

But seeing Wen Heng seem not worrying at all, Shi Yu had no choice but to settle the lunch first.

This family has a kitchen, but it has been useless for a long time, and there is some dust on it.

For Shi Yu, cleaning is just a matter of moving his fingers.

With the rice noodles and meat dishes sent by Uncle Xie, Shi Yu was simmering big bone soup while making scones with noodles.

As soon as the things were done, Chu Shuang, who went to wander around, came back, or he came with a smell. When I saw the burnt and crispy scones on the table in front of the door, my eyes were shining, "I finally have something to eat today!"

With his appearance, Shi Yu knew that Chu Shuang from the past had returned.

This Chu Shuang hasn't changed a little bit. He has a scone in one hand, while taking a bite, with a "fragrant" on the left and a "sweet" on the right. It is a pleasure to eat.

Wen Heng was not as bold as Chu Shuang. He tore the scones and put them in his mouth a little bit, and then took a sip of the soup slowly. Compared with Chu Shuang, he ate with a blank expression about a hundred times in between. Shiyu of things.

Shi Yu made a total of twenty scones, and almost half of them went into Chu Shuang’s stomach.

After finishing the scones and drank two bowls of bone soup, Chu Shuang touched his stomach contentedly and leaned on the chair, and complained to Shiyu: "You don’t know how cruel that **** is, since After he woke up, I didn't drink a bite of hot soup, I had a bite of hot rice!"

Before he finished speaking, his eyes rolled, and his face changed back to his former indifference.

Shi Yu probably knew what was going on. She ate the last bit of scones in her hand, and then kindly reminded Chu Shuang: "You have vegetable leaves on your teeth."

Chu Shuang: "..."

The soup is full, Wen Heng puts down the spoon, and then kindly reminds him: "Remember to wash the dishes."

Chu Shuang looked at the dishes on the table, feeling a little bitter about what was going on.

So far, they can be regarded as living in Xinghua Village.

In the evening, Uncle Xie invited them to dinner, saying that they had caught mandarin fish, and they must be allowed to taste Xie's sister-in-law's craftsmanship.

After the result, the dishes on the table were not only mandarin fish, but also a table full of 18 dishes. Although each dish did not taste like Shiyu's craftsmanship, it had a homely feel.

Pushing cups and changing cups on the dinner table, not to mention Wen Heng and Chu Shuang, even Shi Yu drank several glasses of apricot blossom wine at the warm invitation of the Xie family.

The wine smelled fragrant at first, but after a cup of it, the wine became vigorous. After a few cups, Shi Yu became excited inexplicably. She thought she was very clear-headed and talked more.

"Where did the little friends come from?" Uncle Xie was still smiling.

Shi Yu replied loudly: "I've always been here, I want to go wherever I go!"

"..." Before this day started, I felt I couldn't talk.

Wen Heng smiled and embraced her, and said: "She is drunk."

"I'm not drunk!" When Shiyu heard the words, he stood up and went to get the wine again, "Just this wine still wants to get me drunk? Back then, the wine of Senior Wuyou didn't make me drunk. ."

Why would Wen Heng let her continue, pressed her down, and said to Uncle Xie: "She has drunk too much tonight. Why don't you drink with Uncle Xie."

Uncle Xie readily agreed.

But soon he discovered that this young man was even more immaculate, and if he wanted to make a conversation, he might as well chat with the drunk Shiyu.

The meal didn't end until midnight.

It was still Chu Shuang pushing the wheelchair, but Shi Yu was leaning on Wen Heng, and the three of them walked towards their residence.

Behind them, Uncle Xie frowned, wondering what he was thinking.

In the room, Wen Heng hugged Shiyu and stood up, "Find a place to sleep by yourself."

Chu Shuang left consciously.

The stairs in the house are made of wood, and you will make a slight noise when you step on it. After holding Shiyu to the second floor room, Wen Heng gently moved her to the bed.

The bed was newly laid out in the afternoon, and the scent of honey locust remained on the quilt. Wen Heng looked at Shiyu who had subconsciously retracted her body into the quilt, and thought about it for a moment, and simply lay down beside her in her clothes.

Shiyu admitted that he was her fiancé, so they are not overstepping the rules.

Outside Mingyue sneaked in quietly. Shi Yu was actually a poor sleeping person. Because of the effect of wine, his nature was even more arbitrary. She hugged the quilt and rolled around. Later, when she noticed that there was a heat source around her, she arched toward the heat source...

The next morning, when Shi Yu woke up, she saw herself holding the waist of someone... Looking up again, Wen Heng was sitting there leaning against the bed, reading a book in his hand. I noticed that she was awake~IndoMTL.com~ eyes still did not leave the book, "There is food on the table."

Shi Yu woke up a little bit, and he shrank in the quilt, hesitatingly said: "Last night..."

"Nothing happened last night."

"Really?"

Wen Heng put the book down, "Your skeptical expression, is it possible that you are sorry?"

Shi Yu sat up. She had originally argued with Wen Heng that she couldn't regret it, but now that she was sober, looking at Wen Heng's face, the more she looked at it, the more she felt that she couldn't move her eyes. Further down, the delicate and beautiful collarbone is looming at the neckline, and the jade buckle at the front is meticulously tied...

"Wen Heng,"

"How?"

Shi Yu cheated forward and whispered in his ear: "What should I do if I feel sorry now?"

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