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Chapter Eight Hundred and Thirty-Seven Looking North.(2/2)

Burris has blond hair, wears a gorgeous European-style papal robe, and a jeweled crown. He has a hint of sadness in his eyebrows, and he looks like a compassionate and compassionate man.

When Luna heard this, she knew that people like Burris had started farting again, and she immediately wanted to change the channel, but was stopped by Lin Yin, who was worried about the world being in chaos.

"Listen." Lin Yin said softly.



Su Mingan walked into the kitchen.

The kitchen is very large, and Linlin has dozens of knives hanging on the wall, each of which is extremely sharp.

There are more than 20 packages of prepared vegetables and meat on the table next to them. They should be the products of Lin Yin and others in the afternoon. They only need to be put into the pot to cook them, which is very convenient.

Perhaps she had also thought that if a few complete chickens and ducks were placed here, Su Ming'an and others would not be able to handle the internal organs at all, and might even cook them directly in a pot to perform a nine-turn large intestine.

Su Mingan walked in the huge kitchen for a while before walking to Su Lin. Su Lin stood in front of the stove, moving her hands slightly, and the golden light drove a ball of sticky mashed potatoes into the soup.

The color is shit yellow and the consistency is viscous, which makes people imagine.

Even when cooking, Su Lin still kept her fingers clean and her movements were elegant as if she were performing a sacrifice.

Su Mingan looked at it for a while and found that Su Lin's movements were actually very orderly.

Although the color, smell, and taste are very unpleasant...but at least they look human-like.

Lu Shuping moved behind Su Mingan.

The two of them watched Su Lin cooking potato soup in silence. A smell like mud that had been stepped on on a rainy day gradually began to brew. The yellow soup in the pot took on a matcha-like color and exuded an ominous smell.

"Why are you suddenly so interested in cooking? It was the same with milk tea before. I thought you were only interested in jungle." Su Mingan asked.

Su Lin raised his eyes and glanced at the calendar hanging on the wall.

February 7th.
Chapter completed!
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