Exploding cute kitten princess: Xianzun, don't mess with me

Chapter 184
Mo Xiaoxian glanced at it quietly. This time, the Immortal Venerable was reading the "Miaofa Lotus Sutra", and finally it was no longer the love-hate storybook of Si Ming Xingjun.

Immortal Fuli put down the scroll and looked at her with raised eyebrows.

Mo Xiaoxian put the mahogany tray on the table, pushed the pork rib soup towards him, and proudly said: "I made it." After a pause, he said: "Seeing that your leg was broken this afternoon, it's just for you Make up."

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Why doesn't this sound so comfortable?

Mo Xiaoxian urged him: "Try it quickly."

Immortal Fuli lowered his eyes, looked ordinary, and seemed to taste ordinary. He refused in his heart, hesitated for a while, and finally picked up the spoon and took a sip.

As soon as he took it in, his complexion immediately turned serious, thinking whether to spit it out, but seeing Mo Xiaoxian looking at him expectantly, holding it in his mouth for a while, he still swallowed it with force, the taste is really hard to describe.

Mo Xiaoxian begged for praise and asked, "Is it delicious?"

Immortal Fuli asked her back: "Have you drank?"

Mo Xiaoxian shook his head: "No."

The corners of Fuli Xianzun's eyes twitched: "Why don't you drink it yourself?"

"I don't think it's very tasty."

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"Then you bring it to the deity?"

Mo Xiaoxian frowned and said, "I made this all afternoon. It's much better than the previous ones. Although the taste may not be comparable to the chef's, it shouldn't be difficult to eat."

Immortal Fuli shuddered when he heard the words, lowered his eyebrows and looked at her hand, and said softly, "Have you ever been hurt?"

Mo Xiaoxian stretched out his healthy ten fingers, and shook them in front of his eyes: "Of course not, am I that stupid?"

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Immortal Fuli scooped up and down the bowl with a spoon in his hand, and said puzzled: "But I read Si Ming's scriptures, those women always hurt their hands when they cook."

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Mo Xiaoxian's face was full of dark lines. It's better to avoid such routines, and then urged him: "Drink it quickly, it won't taste good when it's cold."

Immortal Fuli put down the spoon: "Suddenly remembered that there are still two pages of scriptures that have not been annotated. Let's put it away and drink it later."

"What scripture is more important than your legs?" Mo Xiaoxian pushed the bowl in front of him again: "Drink it while it's hot, and it's not too late to read it after drinking it."

Immortal Fuli glanced at the pork rib soup, then looked up at her, and said with a half-smile, "Mo Xiaoxian, did you plot against me?"

A certain cat who was named said with righteous words: "How can this be called a calculation? I did something you shouldn't do while you were sleeping, and I am apologizing for you."

"Your willingness to apologize, I accept it."

"Then this bowl of soup?"

Immortal Fuli originally wanted to reject her, the taste of this soup could not be described in words, but thinking that this was the first time she cooked for herself, and she did it for a whole afternoon, I don’t know how many times she made it before she came out like this After a bowl, my heart softened immediately: "This deity also accepts it."

"Really?" Mo Xiaoxian looked at him expectantly: "Then you drink it quickly, or Taotie will come to snatch it later."

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It turned out that the soup was quite popular.

Immortal Fuli picked up the spoon and drank the bowl of soup in a few mouthfuls, trying to keep the strange taste of the soup in his mouth as short as possible.

But in Mo Xiaoxian's eyes, there was another explanation for his actions. She looked at him distressedly: "Don't worry, there's not enough for the kitchen."

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Immortal Fuli paused when he put the bowl down, and said calmly: "Enough, I'm full."

(End of this chapter)