All Stars Are My Food Fans

The little house is full of the sweet smell of food.

Very strong.

A few old generals were intoxicated by the healing aroma, and only felt that their heads didn't hurt so much. A refreshing feeling poured into the limbs from top to bottom.

Cool.

"Did Xiaojiang become stronger recently? Why do you feel that the effect this time is so obvious?"

"Can't it be obvious?" The old man glanced at the table, ho, "I usually eat three or five plates, but today is full of Han Chinese."

"!"

"Yes." General Fang nodded, "Quantitative changes cause qualitative changes."

"No." General Boll was very sensitive. "It's not just the impact of the quantity, it's... it feels really different."

Outsiders can feel the way out.

Mrs. Ayer's feeling of being an expert is even more obvious. For her, who is also a spiritual healer, Jiang Qiuqiu's healing spiritual power is visible.

Of course, this visibility does not mean that it can appear in the eyes and emit light, but - it can be felt.

More active and full-bodied.

"You've practiced this recently?" Mrs. Al asked. "It's improved significantly."

"I didn't practice much." After all, there are few live broadcasts. "But...it may be related to another matter."

"?"

Jiang Qiuqiu glanced at Mrs. Aier and said softly, "My mental power has been upgraded."

"!"

"Promotion?"

"Yes, it is the spiritual power that drives the healing spiritual power. Although I have practiced less, I feel... beneficial."

That sure helps!

After the greeting, Jiang Qiuqiu was going to fry pumpkin pie, so he let a few old people sit first.

The meat patty was quickly made. She cut it and brought it to the coffee table over there. Time was a little tight. Jiang Qiuqiu made some fried milk while steaming the pumpkin.

The continuous work makes people a little tired, and she has tasted two bites herself, which is really good.

Just as she was scooping out the pumpkin pie with her long chopsticks, the doorbell rang again, which heralded the arrival of the last guest today.

Mrs. Al went to open the door.

After a while, a man wearing a school uniform with slightly white hair, but with a very refined temperament, appeared in the room.

As a person who is extremely 'knowledgeable', the first thing Zhu Tiansheng noticed when he entered this place was not the fragrance that made people drool, but the spiritual power, the healing spiritual power, and the overflowing healing spiritual power.

Brilliant, bright, happy, relaxed are all positive emotions.

This thought flashed, his nose moved, and he immediately came to a conclusion, which was still very attractive.

The last guest was seated and the pumpkin pie was just finished frying.

She turned off the fire and put the oil away, and a group of generals immediately came over to serve her dishes. She said no, but everyone didn't listen to her, and quickly got things done.

Jiang Qiuqiu was the actual initiator of this dinner, but it was actually Mrs. Ayer who acted as the link.

So she stood up first and told everyone to take their seats together.

Just 7 people, a long table, three on one side, two on each side, and two on the other side, one on each side.

Mrs. Aier and Dean Zhu sat in relatively short positions, and Jiang Qiuqiu sat on the left with the former general.

In Jiang Qiuqiu's vision, everything today should come naturally.

She showed her trump card to the dean. According to Mrs. Eyre, the dean would definitely be itching to ask her if she was in the Federal University and mastered spiritual healing skills, but she was not in the spiritual healing department—

Dean: Where have you been? What have you learned?

Qiuqiu: I'm in the mecha department, and I'm learning mecha.

Dean: You actually went to learn mecha! ?