Chapter 669: Little psionic assistant, soft and cute, and can eat (14)
...Who's?
The little question mark rose from his mind, and the little guy sniffed, forcing himself to wake up a little more.
I just heard a ding-dong sound from outside.
Accompanied by the regular sound of cutting vegetables, and the slight noises colliding with pots and pans, they formed a strange symphony, which permeated Xiang Xing's ears.
After a while, an extremely alluring fragrance poured into her nose strongly.
...
It's for food! !
The food pheromone made Xiang Xing more awake, he could not help but subconsciously wiped his mouth, sat up swayingly, and climbed out of the bed.
With her hazy and moist soft eyes, she stumbled and followed the fragrance on the vague and unfamiliar road in front of her.
After groping for a long time, I finally found the door with the strongest scent and the clearest jingle, and opened it.
The soft eyes opened wide, looking inward.
I saw a tall and long back dressed in a light gray shirt, standing busy in front of the stove.
On the stovetop, a small casserole was gurgling, and the gluttonous scent radiated from it.
Seeing this scene, how could Xiang Xing care about his image, as if the mad wolf had seen the fried chicken bones left over from her eating, and rushed directly towards the stove...
Fortunately, the man's eyesight was quick and he stopped her in time.
"what are you doing?"
Wu Chen reluctantly looked at the little girl who was pulling her arm violently, with the other hand madly reaching towards the small casserole on the stove, and shook her head silently.
"...I'm going to starve to death!"
Xiang Xing screamed milkily, then raised his head, squeezed out two big tears in his soft eyes, and looked at the man pitifully.
He couldn't help but laugh again and again.
After thinking about it, he suddenly put down the kitchen knife in his hand, turned back and picked up the little guy, and threw it to the small cabinet to sit on the side.
"It will be done soon, you will wait."
The man said lightly, then turned around and continued to fiddle with everything on the stove.
Xiang Xing could only wipe Harazi while looking at him straightforwardly, constantly adding ingredients to the small casserole.
And among those ingredients, in addition to the extremely tender-looking chicken, there are also some things that look like medicinal materials.
There is even a purple-red medicinal herb that she has never seen before with the original lady sister, but can feel an inexplicable spiritual fluctuation in it.
After Wu Chen put the herb in the small casserole, the fragrance of medicated food in the air added a bit of spiritual breath that can greet all psychics.
Finally, after a while of boiling, Wu Chen turned off the fire and put the small casserole off the stove.
Seeing this, the little guy's soft eyes suddenly sparkled, he couldn't help but jumped out of the low cabinet, eagerly followed the man out of the kitchen and onto the living room sofa.
Then he watched him take a small bowl, carefully picked up the yam shredded chicken porridge, and handed it to her.
"Wow……"
Xiang Xing's soft eyes almost fell into the porridge that night.
I saw in the lavender porridge, yam like pieces of raw jade, scattered in the crystal rice porridge, light yellow chicken shreds and **** dotted with green onion, nourishing and refreshing.
Not to mention that these ingredients are mixed together, paired with that rich spiritual gluttonous fragrance...
The little guy smacked his mouth and couldn't help it anymore, reaching out and holding the little bowl.
In the next second, she was directly scalded by the heat from the porcelain bowl, making her cry out loudly, and then retracted her small hand, squeezing her earlobe vigorously.