The news that the marshal cooked instantly flew around the Marshal's Mansion with legs growing.

The people who were eating melons were shocked and confused: Fuck, the marshal actually... has he cooked?

Ling Feng, who received the exact news, pinched his waist proudly: "That's what I saw with my own eyes."

"What does that man look like? Is there any marshal?!"

"Also, how high? What type of it?"

"Does the Marshal like him very much?"

"……this……"

Ling Feng touched his chin: "You'll know if you go and take a look."

Young Master Yan is very efficient in cooking.

In a moment, the rich aroma of rice floated out along the kitchen.

"It smells so good~"

“It tastes delicious when it smells ~”

Young Master Yan ordered someone to take the food and follow him, and then served the dishes to the table.

"Mengyin shrimp."

"Blazing Beast."

“Yunteng Salmon Soup.”

“Try it.”

Young Master Yan supported his chin with both hands and slowly introduced him to the meal.

Qin Zong tasted it.

Unlike the food on Earth, people in the Star Realm eat without looking at whether they are delicious or not, but only looking at the energy value of the food in their mouths.

The more energy it contains, the more expensive the raw materials for food.

The chirping beasts that Qin Zong and his friends ate when they entered the star field on the first day of the first day were almost none because of their very little energy.

In addition, it is basically the main food for civilians.

The man's eyebrows and eyes were slightly brighter and he continued to eat slowly.

However, I still don’t touch Meng Yinzhe over there.

Yan Tao dragged the plate over, took a shrimp with slender fingers, and slowly sliced ​​the shrimp shells.

It was not until the shrimps were piled up on a hill that I pushed the plate full of shrimp meat over, looking at him with a smile, "Eat."

The housekeeper was shocked.

The melon-eating crowd nestled behind the tree opened their mouths in shock: No, this is not our marshal.

So considerate and so understanding...

Ling Feng held his almost shocked chin and slowly turned to see Mr. Qin.

"So, is that the man the Marshal's sweetheart?"

The melon-eating crowd looked in the courtyard silently.

The handsome boy's smile was hanging on his lips.

The man opposite him is noble and elegant, like the ice and snow of the mountains, and is still lonely and cold.

It is clearly a very different aura, but when sitting together, it seems to be integrated into one place.

While eating, the two of them threw a piece of meat to the black beast next to them from time to time.

In the air, there seemed to be small pink bubbles.

Melon-eating crowd: I seem to smell the sour smell of love...

The girls were holding their hearts and tangled. Should they cry or be fooled at the new Mr. Qin.

I was in a dilemma for a moment and it was difficult to make a decision.

At this moment, four figures slowly approached along another path.

Both men and women have extremely outstanding faces.

Some are soft and boneless, or they are charming and charming.

Maybe a young man is like a jade, or a handsome man is like a flower.

From afar, before seeing someone, I heard the sound of him first.

"Marson, when you come back, why don't you come to see Ying'er? Ying'er's heart is about to break when she waits for you."

A figure wearing a pink gauze dress slowly walked into the courtyard gracefully, with bright big eyes as if they were angry and resentful, as if they could speak, and they snuggled up to the boy with some coquettishness.

"I miss Marshal so much, and I don't see any meal you have eaten less."

A boy in blue walked over to the side, and was so handsome that he perfectly interpreted the word "white-faced young man".
Chapter completed!