“What, cook noodles?!” The clouds are all silly.

Didn't Little Sister say she's not good at cooking?

Why are you suddenly cooking noodles today?

“No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.” Cold feather foam scared, “that's a lethal thunderbolt fire! When we were too stupid and naive, we asked our little sister to help us bake a redhead pig. As a result, our little sister blew up most of the cave where we lived temporarily and almost didn't bury us inside. ”

“Yeah, yeah, that's not the most important thing.” The rain added, “Most importantly, what Six Sisters cooked, that can no longer count as food, is even scarier than poison. Bao, don't you think? ”

Baby winks.

Uh, he lived in the woods with his mother.

Her mother tried to cook occasionally, and as a result, something dark turned out. Her mother refused to give it to him and threw it aside, so... she poisoned a black bear.

Even Muyan's death and loyalty embrace Bao can't speak, enough to see how devastating Muyan cooking is.

Even the ever-steady clouds couldn't help but say: “Cough, little sister, let me see if you can stop cooking... If you want to eat anything, Big Brother, please go to the Yamashita store. ”

Muang smiled softly: "I want to cook this noodle myself. ”

After that, go straight to the smoky kitchen without waiting for anyone to speak again.

However, before entering, he was embraced in a familiar embrace.

When the people saw that the emperor had stopped Mu Yan, they immediately relieved themselves.

Luckily, Teacher Mo has arrived and will definitely persuade her.

Mu Yan looked up at the emperor and wanted to talk.

Instead, the Emperor held her hand and then gently swung into the air.

The smoke dissipated and a fresh kitchen appeared.

“Yan, you want to learn to cook noodles, I'll teach you. ”

Bao rushed over: “Mother, Bao can help you too. ”

Mu Yan knelt down and gently touched Bao's face, whispering: “Bao, just wait around, okay? This noodle, Mother wants to cook it herself...” Here you go.

Xiaobao squashed his mouth, but eventually stood beside him.

Then, the people at the door, staring at their heights, like the Emperor's mentor Mo, guided the little teacher to cook the noodles with his bare hands.

Clearly the simplest cooking process.

But perhaps the real people are incomplete, and Muay's talent in cooking has reached a tragic level.

The kitchen was blown up again and again and again and restored to its original condition by emperors.

The two boiled in the morning until the sun was empty.

Everyone watched this scene and couldn't help but shock their hearts.

Once upon a time, all they knew was that Teacher Mo and Little Sister were feminine, made of heaven.

But my heart is more or less worried.

Little sister has a child from Wu mainland.

And Teacher Mo, his identity, even in the land of immortals, is high.

Can these two really make it to the end?

But at this moment, there is no doubt in the hearts of the people at large.

A man, high above, sitting in power.

If you didn't really love your little sister, how could you be willing to wash your hands with her again and again?

Finally, at noon.

Muang made the first bowl of barely eye-catching longevity.

She put her face on the table outside and then went back to pick up Baby and put him at the table.