Leng Ping'er looked at the two dried breads, choking and drooling. She had been tired of eating dried breads and no longer wanted to eat them. However, now there is nothing but dried breads. There are even two dried breads, but there are three of them, one-stop.

Leng Ping'er's eyes and nose were wrinkled together, and finally she endured her saliva and said, "Mom, these two dry breads are for daddy and the other is for daddy to eat. Daddy is injured and can't be hungry. Mom has been tired for a whole day, so she can't be hungry."

Shui Lingyue looked at the two hard-dried buns, sighed softly, and said, "Let's go, go next door, I'll take you to dinner."

When Leng Ping'er heard that she had food to eat, she jumped up with joy, raised her hands above her head and shouted: "Long live!"

Shui Lingyue smiled and shook her head, pushed Meng Xingyu, took the little blood dragon out of the room, locked the door, and then took them to the next door.

Shui Lingyue secretly thanked that in order to facilitate research in the space medicine garden, she specially built a lounge and stored a lot of food in it to supplement her nutrition when she was hungry.

The lounge is not big, only about ten square meters, with a square table on the right, and on both sides close to the wall, there are seats installed on the wall, and on the other sides, there are two long benches.

The little blood dragon whizzed in and directly occupied a row of stools against the wall on the right. He sat on it, with a huge cathode head, which was straight on the table, his eyes dripping, looking for something to eat.

Leng Ping'er had to sit on the stool near the door and look at Meng Xingyu lying on the bed. Leng Ping'er frowned and said, "Mom, how can you eat while lying like this?"

Shui Lingyue said: "It's okay, just shake the bed."

Leng Ping'er was slightly stunned, looking confused.

Shui Lingyue didn't explain much, walked over, held the guard of the shaking bed beside the bed, and shook it to the right: "To the right is up, to the left is down."

As he spoke, Meng Xingyu's bed had been shaken up. He looked like sitting, but it was much more comfortable than sitting.

Leng Ping'er was amazed and said, "Mom, your things are so advanced, even our Wuji Sect doesn't."

Shui Lingyue smiled slightly, but did not answer, but walked to the left. There was a storage locker, but the storage locker was connected to the wall.

Shui Lingyue opened the locker and looked at the instant noodles, convenient lunch boxes, and a box of milk.

Shui Lingyue suddenly remembered that these foods were bought for him before by Chu Qi. She never thought that they would come in handy at this time.

Shui Lingyue took out a few boxes of instant noodles, put them on the table, and then turned around to boil water.

Leng Ping'er looked at the instant noodles, which was so strange. She took the instant noodles box, looked left and right, looked up and down, but there was no clue.

I don’t know what is the small cylinder with some strange patterns on it, and how to eat this thing?

Leng Ping'er was studying, but the little blood dragon had already bitten the instant noodles box into her mouth. The little blood dragon chewed and tightened her brows.

What weird thing is this? Why does the taste taste so strange?

Can't eat it?
Chapter completed!