All Stars Are My Food Fans

The robot butler came in with an incubator.

People here haven't come yet, so naturally there is no need to cook or open the incubator.

The same is true for the small heat preservation bucket in Jiang Qiuqiu's hand, so even if he came in, he didn't seem to have to do anything, so he sat awkwardly on the sofa.

Without the little trumpet Mo idiom, Jiang Qiuqiu felt a little uncomfortable for the first time.

Even with a good-looking little brother, it's a little uncomfortable.

So she asked, "I never seem to have seen you here, are you a guest of Sister Idiom?" Jiang Qiuqiu asked curiously.

Mo Si: "I'm a spiritual groomer living on the top floor. Don't worry, I'm not a bad person."

"Ah, that's not what I meant."

"I know." Mo Si hummed, "I just explain."

Jiang Qiuqiu: ...

Jiang Qiuqiu's expression cracked.

"Mo idiom often mentions you to me."

"what?"

In the silence, Mo Si also found that this would not work, and the atmosphere in the living room was too tense if he kept silent. He decided to preemptively take advantage of this understanding to have a deeper understanding and evaluation of Jiang Qiuqiu himself.

"Did you mention me?" Jiang Qiuqiu pointed at himself, "What are you talking about?"

"She said you're the best cook in the Commonwealth."

When he came up to exaggerate, Jiang Qiuqiu paused, looking at Mo Si's serious expression, he was really embarrassed, "No, I just prefer to cook."

"You've taken your liking to the extreme." He then added another sentence.

In short, the praise is over.

Jiang Qiuqiu could only happily accept the compliment from the beautiful young man, but: "Have you ever eaten the food I made?" Strange, didn't Sister Idiom say that he never came down to eat.

eat?

Data has been eaten countless times.

but--

"I've eaten it once." Mo Si said, "It's an unforgettable taste."

This is considered a high praise. Jiang Qiuqiu saw that he missed him a little, and said, "I brought a lot of dishes today. Would you like to taste some of them first, and then try the taste?"

She instructed the robot butler to open the incubator, and in an instant, sauced, braised, deep-fried, and stir-fried simmered oil appeared in front of her.

This is the closest Moss has come to real food! He simply couldn't deny it all.

However, I started to eat it today and I ate it completely! He has more important things to do. His eyes focused on various plates for a moment, and he retracted his gaze, "Let's eat together when Mo idiom comes back."

"That...that's fine." So the robot butler closed the box mercilessly.

The waiting is always long. During the boring waiting process, Mo Si suddenly asked Jiang Qiuqiu if he wanted to take advantage of this time to do some mental exercises.

"Are you doing mental exercises? But Sister Idiom isn't here—"

"I can practice with you." He spoke calmly, his deep pupils reflected water, his expression was serious, not soft and affectionate, but very sincere.

Jiang Qiuqiu was shaken by the beauty.

Then Mo Si said: "I heard some of your mental strength from Mo idioms. I am a little curious and want to know more."

By the way, this young man is a mental groomer. Although he doesn't know what kind of work a groomer is, but after listening to the words of Mo Idiom to figure out, this is probably a profession somewhat related to a doctor?

Her mental power was consumed up and down. There was indeed something abnormal in the reply, and it was normal for him to be curious.

"Will that bother you too much?"

"No, no." What he most wanted to get at close range was the specific value of Jiang Qiuqiu's mental power.