Love felt chilled by her sinister tone, and she quickly said: "I'm not crazy enough to even cook human flesh."
Xiahou Huan'er looked at her for a while, then suddenly laughed: "Haha... I was joking with you, but you took it seriously."
There were countless black lines on Love's face. She had no inhibitions about joking about this kind of thing.
"I'm not kidding you anymore, let's go cook." Xiahou Huan'er said and immediately walked to the kitchen excitedly.
"Miss, just let me do this kind of work. You don't have to cook it yourself." Love quickly followed up and said.
"NO, NO, NO, I have to cook tonight's dinner myself." After all, Dongfang Xing had sacrificed so much for her, and she felt very guilty if she didn't do something to repay him.
Let's make up for it with dinner.
"Miss..." Love looked at her worriedly, "Can you do it?"
"Tsk tsk, are you looking down on me? After all, I've been to summer camps and done cross-country training. A meal can't stop me." Xiahou Huan'er said confidently.
"Okay then." Love considered, "I'll be your assistant."
"No, you go do other things. When I cook, I hate it when others are watching and getting in the way." Xiahou Huan'er stepped into the kitchen, closed the door immediately, and refused to visit.
"Miss, if you need help, just call me." Love said uneasily.
"Got it." Xia Houhuan'er responded, opened the refrigerator, and found all the ingredients inside. She stretched out her hand to stroke her chin, and said to herself, "Three dishes and one soup should be enough. Let's make the soup first, the pork bones."
Soup."
Xiahou Huan'er was fighting hard in the kitchen, and Love, who was extremely worried about her, was lingering at the door. Hearing the harsh sound of ping-pong and the occasional low curse coming from inside, his heart almost lifted to his throat, and he asked several times
I went in to help but was rejected.
Just at this time, the doorbell rang.
After making sure that she could handle it inside, she anxiously ran outside to answer the door.
This place is very secretive. No one except Dongfang Xing's close confidants knows about this place.
She recognized from the surveillance video that the person outside the door was Dongfang Xing's confidant Quan Bupo, and quickly opened the door and let him in.
The handsome, gentle, calm and calm Wu Bupo had just stepped into the yard when he keenly smelled a faint smell of burning. His sharp eyes fell on the kitchen window. Smoke was billowing. He frowned and asked: "Love, there is a fire in the kitchen."
Is it done?"
"Uh..." After hearing this, Love quickly looked towards the kitchen and was shocked when she saw the billowing smoke, "Miss is cooking in the kitchen."
Tian Bupo raised his eyebrows, that girl who traveled from five hundred years ago?
He is the only person in the zombie camp who knows about Xia Hou Huan'er's existence. Dongfang Xing mentioned her once but has never met her. He came here specifically to get to know her today.
Love didn't bother to greet him and ran back worriedly. She saw thick smoke rising from the crack in the door, and there was a faint sound of coughing from inside. She quickly raised her hand and patted the door panel and said loudly: "Miss, what are you doing?"
That’s it, open the door quickly.”
What she responded to was the harsh sound of dishes falling to the floor.
Love became even more anxious and banged the door hard.
"Let me do it." A gentle but trustworthy neutral voice sounded behind her.
Love quickly stepped away and waited anxiously.
Complete expression remained unchanged and his hand was on the doorknob.
