Chapter 746

In addition to the six kinds of soup, there are stir fried pig liver with green pepper, stewed pig blood with bean curd, braised eel, stewed black chicken, egg soup, fried fungus with shrimp.

It's six courses, and it's all two.

One is cold and the other is hot.

Yu se looked at it in a daze, and he was completely stupid.

This soup and this dish are all blood tonic.

Mo Jingyao is going to take the 1200 CC blood that she exported and use the way of dietotherapy to eat it back.

So, Mo Jingyao took two dishes, and when he turned around, he had a silly metaphor.

"Who let you in the kitchen? Don't walk. Go back to your chair. Don't get tired As he said this, he put down the dish he had just picked up, and then picked up Yu Se and took her to the table.

Metaphor

She was even more confused.

It's just a little blood transfusion. It's really nothing to her.

She knows her own body.

I'm not afraid.

But Mo Jingyao didn't allow her to move. If she moved again, she would only be sent back to the dining table like just now.

Therefore, she still did not move, otherwise, it is clear that it is to increase Mo Jingyao's workload.

I'm going to serve the food and bring her back to the table.

So, in order not to increase Mo Jingyao's workload, Yu se sat there obediently.

Watching Mo Jingyao bring all the six dishes and six soups to the table.

There are desserts in the six soup, that is, jujube and longan blood tonic soup. She took a mouthful of it. It's sweet, but not greasy. It tastes great.

After one, go to another.

The six dishes and six soup were all tasted by the metaphor of hunger in a twinkling of an eye, and the taste was strong.

"Mo Jingyao, did you do it all?" She doesn't believe it. It's really delicious. She can be called a first-class chef.

"Well, is it delicious?" Mo Jingyao sat down next to her. When she ate, he was responsible for carrying it to her. He would bring any soup or dish she wanted to eat in front of her for her convenience.

"Delicious."

Mo Jingyao said with a smile, "what I make is naturally delicious."

Just narcissistic finish this sentence, the head flashed is the door stacked a few garbage bags.

It's all full.

It's all his garbage.

Yu se must not know that he cooked every dish four or five times before he reached the level of noon.

Then the soup and vegetables cooked in the evening will taste better.

At noon, I wanted to lose it, but I thought it was a pity to lose it.

After all, it's clean. He hasn't eaten it himself.

It reminds me that every time Yu se goes out for a meal, he will pack up a portion and give it to the beggar on the side of the road. He doesn't throw it away when he thinks about it.

Just want to let Lu Jiang come over at night, hot pack, take out to send people.

After all, there are some people in the world who can't even get enough food and clothing.

In fact, another important point is that he thinks that he has already poured it four or five times. If he poured the finished product again, Jane would be a real waste.

If it hadn't been heated before giving away, he would have packed it.

The metaphor is to taste everything and eat it well.

However, every time I catch a glimpse of the neat six courses of soup, I can't help but lift my lips.

If it wasn't for forbearance, she was afraid that she would laugh.

This is the first time that she saw six kinds of soup on a meal.

Once upon a time, when you go out to a restaurant, you can order two soups at most.

But Mo Jingyao made six soups at a time in order to replenish her blood.

Now she doesn't accept anyone but Mo Jingyao.

Therefore, in order to live up to the man's good intentions, Yu se always eats as much as she can. Anyway, she tells herself that she must support the man when she sees the soup and vegetables cooked by Mo Jingyao.

He's all for her good.

It turns out that metaphors soon get fed up.

I have a round stomach.

Until she couldn't eat any more, she put down her chopsticks, turned her head and looked at Mo Jingyao gently, "I'm full, you eat quickly."

"Good." Mo Jingyao glanced at the food on the table and said that he had eaten a lot.

To make sure she was absolutely full, he began to eat slowly.

Then, the metaphor gave him the dish.

Originally, she just gave him a piece of black chicken, and he protested, but Yu se stares at him directly, "I'm so strong, can you let me move? Or I'll die. "

As a result, the man's finger suddenly on her lips, "don't say that word."

"Well, if I don't say it, I just feel bad. I feel bad." There's no such word this time. He can't refuse her to give him the cloth.

Mo Jingyao let her clip him, and soon piled a small dish into a hill.Then Yu se watched Mo Jingyao slowly destroy a hill.

She would build another hill to let him go.

In this way, he first gave her cloth dishes, and then she gave him cloth dishes, and the two people happily finished their dinner.

Mo Jingyao put the rest of the table into the garbage bag, he did not allow her to eat the rest of the next meal.

See him all pour light, Yu SE's face is gloomy come down, "don't cook so much next time, good waste."

"Good." The man cleverly agreed like a little daughter-in-law, so that Yu se wanted to reprimand him again without any excuse.

"I'll do the dishes." Thinking that he cooked at noon and at night, and cooked so many blood tonic soup and food, she would at least wash a bowl to relieve his hardship.

He can't do all the work, so she's a bit overburdened.

"I'll do it." As a result, Mo Jingyao refused. This time, he picked up Yu Se and put her on the sofa. He even thoughtfully turned on the TV for her and put her mobile phone into her hand.

Anyway, this kind of pastime after dinner was well arranged for her, so he went into the kitchen.

After washing dishes and packing, Mo Jingyao finished everything, the doorbell just rang.

Yu se just wants to get up and open the door. He hears Mo Jingyao, who has already offered her as her ancestor, say, "I'll open the door. Just sit down. Don't get up."

He can't even let her walk now.

"All right." Yu se knows that if she doesn't obey, the result will be more work for him. Maybe she just walks over, so he follows her and holds her to open the door

Imagining a picture like that, she counseled.

If he really holds her to open the door, she will become a giant baby.

Then, when Mo Jingyao came to the door with the dishes he had just packed in his hand, which she and he hadn't touched, she understood, "is it Lu Jiang?"

Mr. Mo will never go on the stage in person for such a job as packing and giving away. Every time it's her and Lu Jiang.

So, at this moment, except for Lu Jiang, she couldn't imagine who could receive the food boxes.

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