Ji Baimo's cooking skills have always been very good, so there is no need to be surprised. This is what Ji Baimo taught Yan Bai how to make it. The final product, that is, braised pork, looks a bit black and very subtle and weird when smelling it, like all the dishes that Yan Bai had fried before.

She can stir-fry all the dishes into the same flavor.

"Mo Mo... seems to have failed." Yan Bai's index finger was stained with the soup on the edge of the plate. She licked it, then frowned. When she looked at the things on the plate, she should be more disgusted.

Well, this must not have been done by her.

"..." Ji Baimo realized what a slap in the face for the first time. Now it was a slap in a row, and the sound of a slap in the face was crisp and pleasant.

It seems that no matter how it is made, any food that has passed through Yan Bai's hand will show the same fate.

"...Host, you... are poisonous." 114 is really the first time I feel that my host is poisonous.

It seems like I was cursed by the kitchen.

Yan Bai looked quite innocent. Her eyes were pure. Looking at the two plates of black things on the table, her light pink lips raised, slowly stepped forward, hugged Ji Baimo directly, rubbed it gently, and the two furry rabbit ears swayed.

"It seems there is nothing I can do, so I have to rely on Momo for the rest of my life." Yan Bai spoke, looking helpless, and sighed softly, as if telling Ji Baimo, don't think too much, I just want to rely on you for the rest of my life because I can't make delicious food, and it's not because of anything else!

"Happiness is so great." Ji Baimo naturally didn't think Yan Bai's words would make him uncomfortable. He curled the corners of his lips, his voice was gentle, and he took off the golden wire-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and then...

"The door here has been closed and will never be open, so I will hide Baibai in this person..." Ji Baimo pointed to his heart.

114 Listening to Ji Baimo's words, he felt Ji Baimo breathing a lot. It originally thought that Ji Baimo wanted to say that my door was always open for you, but he said the exact opposite.

In the end, the two of them ate the dishes made by Ji Baimo in a very tacit understanding, and the portion made by Yan Bai was naturally disliked.

"Lying down." Ji Baimo patted his thighs and spoke to Yan Bai. Because Yan Bai ate a little more when eating, her belly was bulging and round, and she had a small appetite. Now that she has eaten so much, she has a little stomachache and gasp.

Yan Bai touched his round belly, took off his slippers, and then lay on Ji Baimo's body. Ji Baimo rubbed Yan Bai's stomach. Ji Baimo seemed to be omnipotent, nothing he could not do. He massaged Yan Bai's abdomen, his movements were very gentle, and the feeling of bloating and sadness disappeared little by little.

Now Ji Baimo and Yan Bai have returned to their original home, which is the home where Ji Baimo used to live alone. Everything inside is still there, and even the lonely grave outside is still there, but... it is covered with a layer of dust, as if they are asleep, waiting to welcome its owner.

Now, its owner is back.
Chapter completed!