[Hongli sends you a secret poison (green), do you want to accept it?]

[Heiyang:...]

【Heiyang:???】

[Hongli: Grass!]

[Hongli: What do you mean?]

[Hongli: Don’t name my soup without permission!]

【Heiyang:???】

[Hongli: Wait a moment, right now!]

[Hongli sends you the delicious heart-warming soup (???), do you want to accept it?]

[Heiyang:...]

[Hongli: What’s wrong? What are you doing standing there in a daze? Accept it!]

[Heiyang:...]

[Hongli sent a video request]

"Hey, can you hear me? Can you see the lovely Hongli?"

Hong Li showed a bright smile to the camera: "Hei Yang, why don't you accept the birthday gift made by your girlfriend? What are you doing sitting around there?"

"I'm looking at you."

Hei Yang said quietly.

"Ah?!"

Hongli's face turned red: "You, you, what are you looking at me for? Who told you to look at me!"

"I'm trying to find murderous intent on your face."

Hei Yang chose to receive it, looking at the bowl of unknown liquid named Delicious Love Heart Warming Intestine Soup in front of him, as if the smell from the abyss penetrated his nostrils.

"Xiao Li..."

Hei Yang raised his head, looked at Hong Li with trembling pupils, and asked with luck: "Are you sure you didn't take it by mistake?

Is this a gift? Was this made in the kitchen?"

"..."

Hongli quietly turned her head away. How should I put it? It’s true that I’m a little embarrassed to speak...

"Hey!"

Hei Yang said in a trembling voice: "Hongli! Please explain clearly!"

"Ahem, that..."

Hongli coughed twice, glanced at Hei Yang, and with a heartbeat, she nodded fiercely: "That's right! This is it! The soup I made for you! Come on, drink it while it's hot!"

"..."

Dalang, it’s time to take medicine~

As if there was a voice traveling through time and space, Hei Yang's pupils narrowed and then dilated, and he sat at the table in a daze, holding his chin with both hands, carefully looking at the soup in front of him: "Well, ah, the appearance does not look good at first glance, but

Looking carefully, it seems to coincide with the principles of nature and the wonder of the great road..."

"Hey, so what are you talking about."

Hong Li gradually calmed down and looked at Hei Yang with an unhappy expression: "So are you going to drink or not?"

"This..."

Hei Yang came back to his senses and looked at Hong Li as if he had a toothache: "Have you ever tasted it yourself, Xiao Li?"

"Hey, you really don't want to drink it..."

Hongli turned her head away and curled her lips: "Forget it if you don't want to drink..."

"It's just..."

Hong Lixian glanced at Hei Yang, her eyes full of resentment: "I really didn't expect it to be like this, I really worked hard..."

"Sure enough..."

Hongli lowered her head: "What you want to do but can't do, you can't do it no matter how hard you try.

Things you don’t want to do but can be done, even if you are lazy and lazy, you can go smoothly.

I finally worked hard once, and the result is like this. Sure enough, no matter how hard you try..."

"Okay, okay, girl, stop reading, I know what to do."

Hei Yang rolled his eyes and sighed: "I'll drink. I'll drink from the main office, right?"

"You are stupid!"

Hong Li cursed: "It's poisonous. You dare to drink it, but you don't even look to see if it's a human drink?"

Hei Yang: "???"

"No, you are very strange, you know?"

Hei Yang complained speechlessly: "You are the one who wants me to drink, and you are the one who doesn't let me drink. No matter what I do, nothing is right."

"That's not..."

Hongli beeped softly: "The collision of rationality and sensibility!"

"The collision between sin and conscience is right."

Hei Yang rubbed his eyebrows and took out a bottle of soul toxin on a whim. He looked at the bottle and then at the bowl in front of him, and black lines couldn't help but appear on his head.

"What are you holding?"

Hong Li asked curiously: "Antidote?"

"No, I just feel that if you use this as an ingredient for soup, the painting style will match well."

Hei Yang silently took back the soul poison: "Forget it..."

There was silence for a while, and finally Hong Li spoke cautiously: "How about you pass that back and I can practice again until I can't drink it to death, and then I can make soup for you?"

Hei Yang: "..."

Hei Yang looked at the soup in the bowl seriously, betting his life and the title of alchemy master. He was sure that this thing should not kill anyone, at least he couldn't die...at most he would be half dead!

Black stockings or life, which is more important?

If this is the case, the price would be too high...

Hei Yang fell into deep thought. Suddenly, he raised his head and looked at Hong Li: "I can drink it, but you can promise me three conditions."

"Uh, what?"

Hongli asked weakly: "Huh?"

"First, practice to the sixth level of foundation building."

"Ah, I have already promised you this. I, Hongli, dare to do what I do!"

"Second, you wear the clothes I made for you."

Hei Yang raised his head and looked at Hong Li seriously: "No rejection! No resistance!"

"Ah this..."

Hongli's face turned from red to white and then red again. Looking at Hei Yang's expression, she couldn't help but swallow her saliva and nodded slowly: "Okay!"

"Third..."

Hei Yang narrowed his eyes and continued: "You go and practice your cooking skills for me until you can really eat it. During this period, I will be your food taster."

Hong Li: "!!!"

"No, no, I said big brother..."

Hongli took a breath: "Have you awakened some special fetish? I'm a little scared?"

"Humph, I haven't finished speaking yet."

Hei Yang looked at Hong Li fiercely and said word by word: "You know, the clothes I designed for you are not just that one, there are many styles that have not even been designed yet. If there are many for you to wear, you must

The type that resists."

"Gudu."

Hongli swallowed her saliva and felt her legs were a little weak: "What, what do you mean..."

"You already understand."

Hei Yang sneered and said: "Every time I try something from now on, you have to promise me to try one on."

Hong Li: "!!!"
To be continued...