Divine doctor son Ben Hongzhuang

Chapter 137 It's Better...

Wu Chen didn't respond to her comments, but his eyes darkened when he looked at her, and he was still eating with a calm expression when he turned his head.

Mo Jiu continued: "Master Messenger can finish the rest of the dishes by himself?"

Wu Chen's eating body remained unchanged, as if he didn't hear Mo Jiu's words, he leisurely ate the dishes on the table.

Wuchen's eating appearance is very pleasing to the eye, but the movement of picking up vegetables for eating also has a sense of elegance and coquettishness.

Because Mo Jiu was very hungry before cooking, he cooked more food, but only a small part of the food was put in Mo Jiu's bowl, and the rest was almost for two people.

Mo Jiu couldn't help being amazed when the four dishes and one soup on the table were swept away by Wu Chen.Wuchen doesn't look like such a person who can eat, he really can't be judged by his appearance.

After Wuchen finished the dishes, he didn't stop his chopsticks, took a mouthful of dessert, and stopped his hands again.

After carefully looking at the dessert on the plate for a while, he asked, "What is this?"

Mo Jiu glanced at the somewhat shapeless cake, and sighed softly in his heart.It is trying to make a cake like this without any modern utensils.

In order to make this cake, she also took out a piece of aluminum foil from the space to shape it, and put it on the iron pan as an oven for use.

At that time, other people in the kitchen were staring at her all the time. Although they thought the aluminum foil was unique, they only thought it was the condensed spiritual power, and no one cared too much.

In the end the cake was made, but it was far different from the cakes she made in her previous life, and she was not satisfied with the work this time.

"Call it a cake, I made it myself."

Wuchen said: "The taste is not bad."

Is this a compliment?

Mo Jiu bent the corner of his mouth and said, "I can make it for you if I like it."

Wu Chen slowly put the last piece of cake into his mouth, and said: "Young Master, please don't forget what you said."

Mo Jiu didn't pay much attention to this mocking remark.

Although the food in her bowl was small, it was enough to fill her stomach, and she didn't care too much about the fact that he only brought her a little food.

After Wuchen finished eating, he took the white handkerchief and wiped his mouth, then burned the white handkerchief to ashes again.

Although it was not the first time Mo Jiu had seen such abnormal cleanliness towards Wu Chen, he still couldn't help frowning slightly.

Prodigal, really prodigal, how many white handkerchiefs will he use up in a year according to his practice?

"Let's go."

Mo Jiu put his head on the table with one hand, and said lazily, "Are you leaving so soon?"

Wu Chen paused and said: "There are not many opportunities, it's up to you whether you can seize them."

Hearing this, Mo Jiu stood up and walked to Wu Chen's side, his peach blossom eyes turned into crescent moons, revealing a mouthful of broken jade-like teeth.

"Is the messenger going to teach Mo Jiu how to practice?"

The sunlight at this time was just right, shining obliquely on Mo Jiu's bright smiling face, like the warm sunshine in spring, caressing the secret, unknown or even unconscious emotions in his chest, slightly shaking, stirring a certain Kind of vague emotions.

Wuchen looked at Mo Jiu indifferently for a moment: "It's better to teach you how to cultivate..." The sentence stopped here without beginning or end.

When Mo Jiu was still looking at him suspiciously, Wu Chen had already turned around and strode out of the inn.

Mo Jiu had no choice but to follow him out of the inn.

When Mo Jiu came out of the inn, he saw that Wu Chen had bought his mount at some point.Still the majestic white lion.

(End of this chapter)