Connie was wearing a warm coat, and followed behind Mag with a dazed expression on her face. [Handmade Home_New^Thought^Road^Chinese^Text^Net_New Website_]
She didn't know why she followed a man she had just met, she didn't even know his name, and she didn't know what kind of man he was.
Probably because she really has nowhere to go, and his clothes are so warm, even if she doesn't know anything, it makes her feel like she wants to trust him.
Of course, the biggest possibility is... He threw away half a pancake she managed to snatch from the big dog, and said he would take her to eat delicious food.
she is so hungry...
Good-looking men are indeed big liars, and they deceived her in no time.
The long coat, which almost reached her ankles, completely wrapped her up, and carried his body temperature and fragrance. This was the most comfortable moment in the past ten days.
After leaving the alley, Mag reached out to stop a carriage, took Connie into the carriage, and went straight back to the restaurant.
"Is this... your palace?" Connie asked in surprise as she got off the carriage and looked at the splendid restaurant.
The way this man speaks is inexplicably domineering. Maybe he is also the chief of a certain human tribe.
"This is my restaurant, come in." Mag opened the door, looked at Connie and said.
"Restaurant!" Connie's eyes lit up, and she walked into the restaurant quickly.
As soon as she entered the door, she was enveloped in warmth, and the inside and outside of the restaurant were almost two worlds, as if they were being roasted by fire.
"It's so warm." There was a smile on Connie's face, and she looked at the beautiful decoration of the restaurant with some surprise. Although everything was not made of gold like her house, it made people feel very comfortable.
"Sit down, I'll pour you water." Mag said casually, looking at the information fed back to him by the psychic gate in his mind, the cat-eared girl was an orc, somewhat different from the orc with dark green skin in Mag's impression. different.
However, the orc tribe is composed of hundreds of tribes of different sizes. They are called orcs because they have some characteristics of Warcraft. It is not surprising that the characteristics are different.
Mag walked towards the kitchen, and came out with a glass of warm water after a while, looking at the girl with cat ears standing in front of the mural in the Twilight Deep Forest.
She had already taken off her coat and put it on the chair beside her. She stared at the mural in a daze, her eyes were red, and she pursed her mouth, as if she didn't want to let tears flow.
Mag stared at her for a while, then gently placed the water glass on the table beside her, and turned into the kitchen.
Not long after, a scent wafted from the kitchen.
"It smells so good!" Connie, who was standing in front of the mural with red eyes, moved her nose, her eyes lit up immediately, and she couldn't help turning her head to look in the direction of the kitchen, where the alluring fragrance came from.
"What is he doing?" Connie's stomach was rumbling. She hadn't eaten for three days. When she was hungry, she ate a handful of snow. After smelling the aroma, she couldn't control her body towards the kitchen door. go.
Mag, wearing an apron, turned his back to the direction of the door. The iron pan was shaking in his hands, and the colorful ingredients rolled in the pan, jumping high, like stretching a rainbow. From there.
There is also an iron pot on the stove on the other side, but the pot is covered, so I don't know what is cooking in it.
"So he is a chef?" Connie looked at Mag a little strangely, but she didn't expect that when he said to take him to dinner, he actually ate his cooking.
Mag turned off the fire, put Yangzhou fried rice on a plate, took a spoon, turned around with the tray, looked at Connie standing at the door, and said, "Let's eat a piece of Yangzhou fried rice first, the rest is not ready yet."
"En." Connie replied, but her eyes were completely attracted by Yangzhou fried rice.
Mag carried the tray and walked to the table where the water cup was placed before, put down the fried rice, looked at Connie who was about to reach for the spoon, stretched out two fingers to grab her wrist, shook her head and said: "Wash your hands first. , eat again."
Connie glanced at her dirty hands, and said in surprise, "Why are these hands so dirty!"
"This is your hand." Mag was speechless, directly pulled her into the kitchen, and turned on the faucet.
"What is it? Why does a transparent unknown liquid flow out when you touch it casually?" Connie looked at the faucet in surprise and asked.
"This is a faucet, and what comes out is water." Mag raised his eyebrows, this is a bad line.
"Faucet!" Connie jumped back two steps at once, looked at Mag in shock, and said with a trembling voice: "You actually twisted off the dragon's head and put it in the kitchen! Then What comes out of its mouth is saliva!"
Mag stared at Connie for a while, and suddenly felt the urge to throw the retarded girl out.
"Wash your hands and eat." Mag said as calmly as possible.
Connie glanced at the fried rice on the table outside, and her stomach had already started a strong protest, but her eyes fell on the silver faucet again. Although she didn't know how Mag made the dragon's head into such a slender appearance, However, the fear was finally overcome by the hunger, and he stepped forward somewhat reluctantly, and touched the clear water column with his hand.
"It's warm!" Connie withdrew her hand at once, her expression even more shocked, "Is... this giant dragon still cool?"
"Yes, warm water is just right for winter, so every time you use water, you must kill it fresh." A cruel smile appeared on Mag's face.
Connie's eyes gradually widened, and she immediately closed her mouth. This guy is too scary. In order to get warm water, he actually has to kill a giant dragon every day.
"I'm sorry, Master Julong, I didn't do it on purpose, and I was also forced." Connie said in her heart, washing her hands with warm water reluctantly.
Meg turned on the tap, and Connie could go out.
Connie walked out of the kitchen quickly and glanced in the direction of the door, but her eyes were soon attracted by the bowl of Yangzhou fried rice on the table.
"Gululu~"
Hearing the call of her stomach, Connie sat down at the table helplessly, glanced at the direction of the kitchen secretly, and said to herself, "I ran away after eating this. This must not be a human being, but a terrifying demon. I Stay away from him, or you will be eaten and wiped clean."
Then she picked up the spoon and scooped up a spoonful of Yangzhou fried rice, and the aroma of eggs hit her face.
The rice is wrapped in golden eggs with distinct grains, and various ingredients are cut into the size of rice grains.
In the tribe, all she ate was large pieces of meat, grilled or boiled, and she had never seen such beautifully cooked food.
"Father said that meat should be eaten in big bites. Is it really delicious if you cut it so small?" Connie fed the fried rice into her mouth with a skeptical attitude.
The eggs almost melted in the mouth, the winter bamboo shoots and green beans cut into the size of rice grains were crisp and delicious, and the rice wrapped in eggs was full of sweet taste after chewing.
The soft ham is rubbed into the rice, and there seems to be a taste of shrimp in it!
All kinds of flavors are actually included in this one mouthful, which awakened her tasteless mouth that had been snowed for several days.
The taste buds are in a carnival, welcoming this wonderful taste.
After swallowing, the fried rice turned into a warm current and slid into her stomach. Connie felt warm all over her body, her hungry stomach was gently soothed, and then she had a stronger desire to eat.
"Oh! This is too delicious!!!"
Connie couldn't help praising, picked up a spoon and scooped up another spoonful of rice and fed it to her mouth, chewing happily.
Whispering Jianghu said
Today is still two updates~.