The mad doctor who is the evil king chasing his wife is not easy to mess with

Chapter 1801 Can't eat it?
Leng Ping'er looked at the two dry noodles, choking and drooling for a while, she was tired of eating dry noodles, and she didn't want to eat anymore, but now there is nothing but dry noodles , and even there are only two dry noodles, but they have three people, a dragon.

Leng Ping'er's eyes and nose were all wrinkled together, and finally she tried her best to hold back her saliva, and said: "Mother, these two dry noodles, one for daddy and one for mother, daddy is injured and can't be hungry , Mother has been tired all day, and she can’t be hungry.”

Shui Lingyue looked at the two steamed buns, sighed softly, and said, "Let's go, go to the next door, I'll take you to dinner."

When Leng Ping'er heard that there was food to eat, she jumped up for joy, raised her hands above her head, and shouted: "Long live!"

Shui Lingyue smiled and shook her head, pushed Meng Xingyu, led the little blood dragon out of this room, locked the door, and led them to the next door.

Shui Lingyue secretly rejoiced that for the convenience of doing research in the space medicine garden, she had specially set up a lounge and stored a lot of food in it, in case she was hungry and replenished her nutrition.

The lounge is not big, only about ten square meters. There is a square table on the right side, and on the two sides near the wall, there are seats mounted on the wall, and on the other two sides, there are two long benches.

The little blood dragon swooped in, directly occupied a row of stools against the wall on the right, and sat on it, with a huge faucet propped straight on the table, eyes rolling around, looking for something to eat.

Leng Ping'er could only sit on the stool near the door, looking at Meng Xingyu lying on the bed, Leng Ping'er frowned and said: "Mother, how can Dad eat while lying down like this?

Shui Lingyue said: "It's okay, just shake the bed."

Leng Ping'er was slightly stunned, with a confused look on her face.

Shui Lingyue didn't explain much, walked over, grabbed the guard of the shaker beside the bed, and started to shake it to the right: "Going to the right is going up, going to the left is going down."

While speaking, Meng Xingyu's bed had been rocked up. His current appearance was almost the same as sitting, but it was much more comfortable than sitting.

Leng Ping'er was amazed, and said: "Mother, what you have here is so advanced, even our Wuji Sect doesn't have it."

Shui Lingyue smiled, but didn't answer, just walked to the left, there was a locker, but this locker was connected to the wall.

Shui Lingyue opened the locker and looked at the instant noodles, lunch boxes, and a carton of milk in the locker.

Shui Lingyue suddenly remembered that these foods were bought by Chu Qi for herself before, unexpectedly, they would come in handy at this time.

Shui Lingyue took out several boxes of instant noodles, put them on the table, and then turned to boil water.

Leng Ping'er looked at the instant noodles, feeling very curious, holding the instant noodle box, looked left, right, up and down, but couldn't see anything.

I don't know what is this small cylinder with bright flowers and strange patterns painted on it, and how to eat this thing?
Leng Ping'er was studying, but the little blood dragon over there had already bit the instant noodle box into his mouth, and the little blood dragon frowned while chewing.

What is this weird thing?Why is the taste so strange?
Can't eat it?
The little blood dragon's heart was full of changes, and finally he vomited on the table with a slap, and shouted dissatisfiedly: "It's not delicious, Baby Moon, what is this? It doesn't have any taste at all, and I can't chew it."

(End of this chapter)