He looked at the simple dishes on the table with a look of disgust.

"If you don't want to eat, you can order takeaway!"

Wen Qingming finished speaking lightly, and put the rice bowl in his hand on the table.

Luo Chentian's expression changed slightly, as if no one had ever said this to him.

With a very disgusting look in his eyes, the dishes on the table really have lived for more than 20 years and have never eaten such a bad meal.

But what is the woman in front of me.

It takes at least two hours to drive to the city from here if you don’t eat.

Is he going to starve to death while waiting for the takeaway?

As a result, Master Luo still picked up the dinner in his hand very hard, and began to pick up the potatoes.

When the soft and waxy potatoes are put in the mouth, the texture of that kind of flour is not too good.

It not only has the taste of potatoes itself, but also the taste of beef. The whole is very good.

Luo Chentian took a bite, and he couldn't control his tongue, his mouth, or even his eyes.

Oh my god, how can it be so delicious!

While eating, Luo Chentian looked at Wen Qingming.

Sure enough, Wen Qingming stopped the chopsticks in his hand as he ate.

good, very good!

Right now, so in Wen Qingming's stunned mouth, Luo Chen's talent ate all the dishes and soup on the table.

Halfway through, I went to the kitchen to fill a bowl of rice with a very fast speed.

Then it is very fast.

In short, Wen Qingming still held a bowl of white rice in his hands. Besides...the bowl on the table was already empty.

In Wen Qingming's startled eyes, Luo Chentian held a tissue on one side and gently wiped his mouth.

Originally, he didn't want to eat, but the more he eats, the more delicious...the delicious food can hardly stop.

The most frightening thing is that he was afraid that Wen Qingming would rob him for food. He forgot to cultivate for so many years, and the food was devoured...

"Is it tasty?"

Seeing him, he almost licked the plate, Wen Qingming's mouth sneered.

"well enough!"

After speaking gently, he left.

I go!

Looking at Luo Chentian's back, Wen Qingming almost wanted to kill him.

Not impulsive, not impulsive, she is here to complete the task.

Nima, Wen Qingming finally went to the kitchen, cut a little ham, cucumber and the like, fried the bowl of rice, and then ate it.

Haha...that guy, he almost licked the plate, really wanted to take pictures of the ones he had just now.

They were all eaten like that silly, and they said it was okay.

Humph, she despises this kind of person the most.

Wen Qingming was eating fried rice, feeling angry inside.

I thought that two dishes and one soup were almost edible. Who knew that Luo Chentian was so edible, it was simply amazing.

Luo Chentian was very full, and it was very inconvenient because of the slight wound on his feet.

Under this kind of very supportive situation, you should actually go for a walk.

Seeing that this leg is not very convenient, in the end I had to stand...

Thus, in the setting sun... there was a slender figure of Luo Chentian.

He was wondering at this moment whether he was not very graceful in his posture when he was eating.

Hey... Forget it, he's too hungry after all. To eat something tomorrow, he must be more graceful.