Flowers on the other side are blooming for you

Chapter 637 The Forbidden Love Between Master and Disciple
Hua Wuxiang stared at her from behind, with deep thought in her eyes,
Looking down at the bowl of colorful porridge, there are quite a lot of nutrients in it.Goji berry, ginseng...

smell--

He smiled lightly and shook his head: "How much honey did you put in this girl?"

Push the bowl of porridge aside.

Looking at it like this, he couldn't eat it.

After thinking for a while, he clapped his hands together, and a black-clothed boy appeared on a large pillar, bowing with his hands on his hips: "Your Majesty the Holy King."

Hua Wuxiang smiled faintly: "This bowl of porridge is for you."

"Yes, thank you, Holy Master!" The boy in black took it with both hands, bowed his head and tasted it.

Immediately, she frowned her pretty eyebrows, and blurted out: "It's so sweet! There's also a strange smell..."

The smile on Hua Wuxiang's face disappeared, and she said coldly, "What?"

The black-clothed boy sensed his slip of the tongue this time, and hurriedly knelt down: "Holy Lord, forgive me, little one, just finish drinking it now, little one."

Picking up the bowl, Gululu drank it down in one gulp, not even a single root left.

"Well, go ahead, don't tell Shahua." Hua Wuxiang waved her hand.

"Yes, I understand." The boy in black gradually disappeared.

Ye Xuanji shook her head.

Alas, even if you are a genius, if you cook for the first time, the food you cook may not be edible.Although she puts her heart into it...

As if she had a good heart, Ye Xuanji suddenly looked towards the door.

There—a pink figure flashed and disappeared.

Could it be that Shahua saw this scene?
As soon as Ye Xuanji floated, she floated out, and saw Shahua's figure disappearing not far away...

She really wanted to follow the past, but when she moved her footsteps, the scene in front of her flickered like a fast shot.

She saw Sha Hua sneaking into the kitchen to learn how to make the porridge again and again while she was practicing hard.

Do it over and over again, tirelessly.

The finer it is, the better the color and the better the smell.

(End of this chapter)