Xuanyuan Che grabbed Liu Yue's spoon and threw it into the bowl.
Seeing this, Liu Yue smiled and waved to Murong Wudi without forcing others.
Murong Wudi immediately walked over with the people behind him, carefully opened it and placed it in front of Xuanyuan Che and the others, the last dish.
The small silver plate was opened and Xuanyuan Che took a closer look.
The pink meat ball, which is the size of a baby's fist, is placed on a plate and is still squirming slightly.
The corners of his mouth began to cramp. Ouyang Yufei pointed at the pink meat ball and said: "This is..."
"Ah, little mouse." Before Ouyang Yufei could ask the question, Yeluhong jumped up and was extremely surprised.
Little mouse! Xuanyuan Che, Ouyang Yufei, and Yun Zhao started to look bad.
Liuyue slowly took the chopsticks and pinched the newborn mouse on the plate.
Only a soft squeaking sound was heard.
Then, I took the little mouse and dipped it in the seasoning, and it immediately squeaked slightly again.
Liuyue raised her chopsticks and fed it into her mouth.
Xuanyuan Che saw it from the side and immediately grabbed Liu Yue's hand and said with a dark face: "What are you doing?"
Liuyue blinked and said calmly: "I'll show you how to eat it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xuanyuan Che's entire face turned dark. He grabbed Liu Yue's chopsticks, pulled Liu Yue to stand up, and said with a gentle smile: "Don't eat too much, we are all full."
At the same moment, Yun Zhao quickly stood up, stretched out his hand to hold Liu Yue's other hand, and said sincerely: "Murong Yi, you've met me too. There will be a lantern festival tonight, let's go to the lantern festival."
Together with Xuanyuan Che, they carried Liu Yue and walked out.
Liuyue couldn't help rolling her eyes, she was just going to a lantern festival at noon.
Ouyang Yufei grabbed Yeluhong, looked at Murong Wudi and others with a smile, and said, "That's it for today. I have many things to do, so I'll go back to the palace first."
After that, he grabbed Yeluhong and chased him out.
Looking at the figure being carried away, Murong Wudi and others wiped the sweat from their foreheads.
Look at each other.
Today was a great test of their endurance.
The table is filled with the aroma of insect feast.
It's a pity that the kitchen in Murong's house is a pity.