The corner of Di Qianmo's mouth twitched, why could this little lady of hers even make such a point about eating?

When there was nothing he could do to her, he had no choice but to do as he pleased. He said, "Okay, Ah Li, you eat more."

Beibei smiled happily and said, "Okay."

Emperor Qianmo held his forehead.

Beibei really ate too much in the end, because she felt her stomach was bloated, she was sweating hotly, and she had endless hiccups one after another.

"Momo, for the sake of five hundred years of skill, I pushed myself almost to death. It was quite a struggle."

A song and dance performance had already begun beside the Yue River. Di Qianmo took Beibei aside and rubbed her belly. "My belly was so full that it was like a ball."

Beibei: "...It's so hot.".

"Get up, I suddenly gained five hundred years of power, meditate to digest it.".

I guess she was a little overwhelmed.

If Beibei has eaten and drank enough and is in a good mood, he will especially listen to Di Qianmo's words.

She was in a good mood at the moment, so she would do whatever Di Qianmo said.

"Put your hands on your knees, palms facing down, and keep your mind on the Dantian. Open the sea of ​​Qi and Mingmen, rotate and inhale the Yin Qi and gather it in the Dantian...".

After meditating with Di Qianmo for an hour, the bulging feeling in Beibei's stomach no longer existed, and her whole body felt comfortable and relaxed, and she felt indescribably relaxed and happy.

"Momo, why didn't you tell me before that eating can give you hundreds of years of skill? If you had known, what else would I be practicing? With my mouth, I would soon be able to eat to the level of a god."

Di Qianmo raised his eyebrows, half-smiling but not smiling, "When have you ever heard that gods are created by eating?"

"The God of Food.".

Di Qianmo, "...he is just an immortal.".

Beibei pouts, it is a very cost-effective thing to become an immortal after eating it.

"The God of Cookery is the most delicious cook in the world. He was specially invited by the Queen of Heaven to become an immortal for this purpose. Besides, he is indeed much more diligent than you."

Beibei: "!!!".

I really never forget to draw her in for comparison and give her a blow, eh.

"The God of Cookery himself is not a glutton. Can you tell me who else ate it?".

There is no need to think, "Although I don't know who eats it, I know there is someone more greedy than me."

"oh?".

"It's that Zhu Bajie."

"who?".

"Zhu Bajie, Zhu Ganglie."

Di Qianmo thought about it in his mind for a while, but couldn't find this person, so he looked at her suspiciously.

Only then did Beibei remember that the current era was indeed too long ago. The name Zhu Bajie was given by Tang Monk when he first met him on the way to seek Buddhist scriptures. No wonder Di Qianmo didn't know about Zhu Bajie.

"That's Marshal Tianpeng, the one in charge of Tianhe's 80,000 sailors."

Di Qianmo finally understood which one he was talking about. He had heard a little bit about this person, and indeed he heard that he was a glutton. But why did Ah Li seem to know this person very well?

"You are familiar with him?".

"Who?" Beibei was stunned for a moment, "Are you talking about Zhu Bajie?".

"Canopy."

"It's familiar. It's not too familiar." He had already read the Journey to the West book and watched the TV series hundreds of times since she was a child. She felt that even if the plot was not completely consistent, the character should be different.

Never leave.

Unexpectedly, when Di Qianmo heard this, his expression didn't look right.
Chapter completed!