When she sat down, the Emperor of the Demon actively handed her the fish soup, "Try it?"

The Queen of Light picked up the spoon and stirred it. She sniffed the fragrance and scooped it into her mouth. It was not as greasy as the ordinary meat, nor the fresh fragrance of the fish itself, but it was extremely delicious and had a long aftertaste.

The Queen of Light was a person who was not very tempted, but she finished the bowl of fish soup bit by bit.

Although the Demon Emperor did not ask, he also saw the result from her actions. The corners of her tight mouth became soft unconsciously, and she was obviously in a good mood.

The Queen of Light put down the spoon, and the porcelain made a light and crisp sound. She gently wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief, her movements were natural and elegant. She looked up at the Emperor of the Demons, nodded slightly, and said seriously: "Thank you, it tastes very good."

The Emperor of the Demon Clan has received countless praises since he was a child, but when he heard this simple and plain sentence that could not even be praised or praised, just the Queen of Light said casually, he was in a happy mood like a child who got candy, with his lips gently raised and said in a warm voice: "It's good that you like it."

The Queen of Light nodded, her eyebrows and eyes curled slightly, "It's OK."

She rarely praises others, and the saying "Shangke" has already been highly praised by her.

The Emperor of the Demon Clan secretly wrote down and listed this complicated fish soup in the recipe, which can be made frequently in the future.

The Demon Emperor naturally put the bowl and spoon into the tray and got up to wash it. The Queen of Light pondered for two seconds, feeling that she was very necessary to exert her insignificant surplus value, so she called the Demon Emperor, "Hey."

The Emperor of the Demon Clan paused slightly, turned around, and asked with his eyes, "What's wrong?"

The Queen of Light stood up, her face calm, as if she said that the weather was as calm as tonight, but her fingers exposed outside unconsciously curled up, "I'll wash it."

The Emperor of Demon raised his eyebrows, and a little joking appeared in his dark pupils, and his voice was filled with a smile, "You can wash it?"

The Queen of Light was rarely blushed when asked, but the night was heavy, and the light moonlight was shrouded in clouds, so it was hard to see clearly.

She said slightly crampedly: "It should be possible."

The Emperor of the Demon Clan wanted to tease her, so he deliberately extended the tone, "Is that so? The more I wash the dishes, the less I do?"

The Queen of Light nodded firmly, "No."

At the same time, I felt sorry for the only one bowl, where can I get it even if I have less?

Besides, how difficult is it to wash dishes? Wouldn’t it be enough to wipe it with some water?

Seeing her disregarded appearance, the Emperor of Demons was amused, but he was embarrassed on his face, "But I'm not at ease."

The Queen of Light clenched her fists. This kind of man who is talking too much is so annoying!

She made up her mind that if this man pushes and stops her from washing her, who doesn't have a little temper?

However, the Emperor of the Demon Clan did not follow her wishes. He seemed to have thought for a while and had a long mental struggle before saying, "Then I will show you a demonstration first. If you know how to do it, you can wash it, right?"

Queen of Light: “…”

Resisting the urge to roll his eyes, the Queen of Light responded lightly.

Just wash dishes. Is it necessary to say so serious? It's not a serious matter like alchemy!

The Queen of Light, who has never been afraid in front of alchemy, is full of confusion about washing dishes.

However, since this place was someone else's territory after all, Queen Light didn't say anything and followed him to the kitchen.

In order to understand the specific process of washing dishes, Queen Light stood next to the stove and watched someone use a technique to fill the pot with water, then warmed the water, then picked up the soapcorn and wiped it on the rag, then held the bowl in one hand and the other, and began to cooperate with the tacit brushing of the dishes.

When the Queen of Light saw it, she thought there was no need to demonstrate at all, and she stepped forward and said to the demon emperor: "It's OK, I'll do it."

There are only four or five dishes here, and she also wants to experience it, but she can't just finish it all by this man.

The Emperor of the Demon Clan tilted his head slightly. Under the bright candlelight, his pure golden eyes were bright and clear, and the eagerness in his eyes was obvious.

The Emperor of Demons stared at her eyes and was stunned for a moment. Then he lowered his head quietly and put the clean bowl aside, washed his hair and hands, took a step back, and let the seat out to signal her to come.

The Queen of Light stepped forward confidently, and rubbed the soapcorns on the rag as the Demon Emperor had just done, then picked up the bowl and wiped the rag up...

‘Crash!’

The sound of porcelain shattering suddenly sounded, crisp and loud.

The Queen of Light stopped moving, turned her neck stiffly, and looked down and saw a blue and white porcelain bowl that was pulled into pieces.

She was still wiping the bowl, and the rag was still tightly grasped in her hand. Her eyes were staring at the small stall of broken porcelain pieces. She couldn't come back to her senses for a long time. She had always been smart and agile and had never encountered difficulties in alchemy practice and was gradually replaced by confusion.

Why... it fell off?

She recalled the process of washing dishes just now, rubbing soapy pots, washing dishes with rags...

Finally, her eyes stopped on the other empty hand, with foam that could not be washed away.

Only then did she realize that it was all because of slippery hands!

The Queen of Light, who found the reason, turned around and picked up the second bowl to continue brushing. This time she was extremely careful and grabbed the bowl very tightly, but the result...

‘Crash!’

The second crisp and loud cracking sound rang out.

The Queen of Light was stunned again.

She looked down at her smooth and shiny fingers in a daze, then at the pile of broken porcelain pieces on the ground, her eyes gradually becoming dull.

Why... it fell again?

What's going on this time?

The Queen of Light was puzzled.

Before she could think clearly, she was ready to fight to save her self-esteem, a hand with clear joints suddenly appeared beside her. She grabbed her wrist and put it in the water, gently washing the foam on it.

"I'll wash it, just look at it, be careful not to hurt yourself." She heard the demon emperor say to her gently in his low magnetic voice.

The Queen of Light pursed her lips, her slender curly eyelashes drooped slightly, and she let out a muffled "Oh".

The Emperor of the Demon Clan turned his head and saw a stunning and lost face.

The expression on Queen Light's face has always been cold and indifferent, as if everything in the world cannot arouse any emotions. In addition, she is in a high position and has amazing talent. She has received countless praises and boasts since she was a child. How could she have suffered any frustration in any way? Now she finally encountered it, but she felt that it was a small washing dish that she felt completely fine at first sight! In this blow, Queen Light would inevitably feel a little emotional.

The Emperor of the Demon Clan suddenly softened his heart, looked at the pitiful face with deep eyes as deep as ink, and said softly against his will: "Why don't you try again? Maybe you won't slip your hands again?"

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Chapter completed!