The cold wind at night blew away the heat coming out of the pot.

Qi Leren hummed a slight tune and scooped out a large bowl of jellyfish soup with a long spoon. This jellyfish that floats in the sky for photosynthesis has turned into a ball of sticky gum after being cooked. Perhaps because of overcooking, its color has become very strange, making people suspect that the thing in the bowl is a bowl of soil mixed with water.

"It's time to eat it, I'll give it to you." Qi Leren handed the jellyfish soup to Ning Zhou.

Ning Zhou looked at the unknown substance in the bowl: "...what is this?"

Qi Leren blinked: "The main food in the Demon World - boiled vegetables."

Ning Zhou pursed his lips, held the big bowl, and looked at the unknown substance in the bowl for half a minute.

Then he said solemnly: "The vegetables I ate before..."

Not like this? Qi Leren answered the second half of his sentence in his heart.

But sometimes, Ning Zhou always has unexpected words. For example, now, he said: "...it won't fly."

Ning Zhou said that the vegetables he ate before would not fly.

Can't fly!

Qi Leren was hit by a strange laugh and was immediately overjoyed.

Isn't it? Vegetables in the human world will not grow airbags and fly high in the sky for photosynthesis, nor will they float around, migrating around like migratory birds, chasing the sun and rain.

When cooking just now, Ning Zhou kept paying attention to the pot of vegetable soup with serious and disgusting eyes and gradually became weird in color. He wanted to speak, as if he wanted to give a tactful opinion on Leren's cooking skills, but he was not sure how to cook this strange flying vegetable, so he had to remain silent and finally welcomed a bowl of dinner with the color and smell that said "not delicious".

He must have regretted it.

Qi Leren was once again cute by his imagination. He clenched his fist and smiled secretly. But the more he wanted to hold it, the more he couldn't help it.

This patience was completely ruined after Ning Zhou tasted the flying vegetable soup.

The expression on Ning Zhou's face changed from hesitation to shock, and then from shock to fear. Finally, he looked at the bowl of vegetable soup in disbelief, as if thinking about how there was such a bad thing in this world.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!" Qi Leren laughed crazy. He fell back into the pile of blankets, hugged the long-haired cloak on his body and laughed loudly, making his stomach hurt.

Ning Zhou didn't know what was funny about this, he had a stern face and suspected that this was another prank by the succubus.

Qi Leren was tired of laughing. He was panting, his eyes were slightly red, and a few tears of laughter hung on his eyelashes. He was immediately frozen by the cold wind. As he blinked, he fell into the long hair of his cloak.

He wiped the corners of his eyes casually: "I haven't smiled so happily for a long time. You can't smile like this anymore. If you smile again, your stomach hurts so much."

Ning Zhou couldn't remember how old he was when he couldn't stop laughing last time, and that must have been a long time ago. Because, since he entered the Neverland Church, he has never smiled that much again.

He no longer expresses joy with a smile, and he no longer pursues happiness. For him, the most worth pursuing in life is inner peace and tranquility. All he wants is the tranquility with a clear conscience.

But does he really no longer desire happiness?

Ning Zhou looked at his future lover: he also served himself a bowl of jellyfish soup, picked it up and sniffed it, like some kind of furry animal tentatively posing the food placed in front of it.

"It seems to be a bit unpalatable. If you eat it, you will..." The culprit stuck out his tongue and made a poisoned face.

It was like a soft feather, brushing across Ning Zhou's heart, itchy.

"Let's throw it away?" His future lover made a seductive offer.

He was very moved and moved.

"Or throw it to the griffin." The bad-minded succubus pointed to the confused griffin in the distance, who didn't know what he was going to encounter.

He suddenly laughed.

Qi Leren was stunned. He thought he had hallucinations.

The eighteen-year-old Paladin smiled, and his young and handsome face was dazzling because of this smile. The vigilance and suspicion, indifference and sharpness of the first meeting, melted the ice and snow in this smile.

"No. Waste is shameful, we have to eat it." He said seriously, "Eat all."

Qi Leren opened his mouth blankly.

"It's the jellyfish soup you cook, you have to drink at least half of it." He continued, with a little more "Ningzhou" in his smile.

It is these things that have made him go from being taken back to the past at a loss to being a living in the present.

It is not the silhouette of the future, but the real him who was once frozen under the ice and snow of the Neverland Pole.

Qi Leren was stunned.

"I can serve black bread. Although it is also very unpalatable, I can still swallow it when soaked in the soup." He said, putting two black breads as hard as iron rods in front of Qi Leren, with a secret provocation in his eyes and the young man's little revenge.

At this moment, Qi Leren thought in a daze.

Bullying honest people will be rewarded.

Ning Zhou, probably, maybe, maybe, is not as honest as he thought.

……………………

A fool couple is fighting a bad dinner.

Qi Leren is very self-aware. He has always been a person who does not make things difficult for him. Although he is not arrogant and extravagant, he can make himself feel more comfortable within the scope of conditions. This is the normal way of thinking of modern people.

But Ning Zhou is not.

He is a person who is used to hard work.

He will not starve himself or freeze himself, but when he is hungry, he chooses food that can fill his stomach instead of delicious delicacies, and wears clothes that can keep warm when it is cold, instead of gorgeous clothes.

Restrain, restrain, be grateful, and do not seek more.

Therefore, not wasting food is a principle that was instilled in his mind since childhood.

He followed this principle, and the difference was that in the future, Ning Zhou would silently sweep all the leftovers on the table when Qile people couldn't eat it, while Ning Zhou, who was eighteen years old...

He stared at Qi Leren's bowl, which was left with half of the strange-colored jellyfish soup, and black bread that was soaked soft but still unpalatable.

"I'm really full." Qi Leren said with tears in his eyes, "I'm not hungry at all, and I don't have to eat for three days and three nights."

He can really not eat for a few days. For someone close to the domain level, eating is no longer a must.

"You only ate three bites in total." Ning Zhou exposes it, "It is impossible for an adult to have a full meal."

"This is very hungry." Qi Leren said lies with his eyes open.

"I've eaten it, but I'm not hungry." Ning Zhou said, and even condemning the lying succubus with his eyes.

Ning Zhou actually argued with him!

This kid actually argues with him!

Sure enough, he is still a childish little devil!

Qi Leren is both angry and funny. Although it is also interesting to argue with each other, as a mature adult, he has some ways to make immature children obedient.

He stopped talking.

In silence, there was only the slight crackling sound of the bonfire burning, and the sound of the cold wind blowing through the cedar forest and the treetops trembling gently.

Maybe there are heartbeats and breathing sounds, your own, the other person's.

In the quiet, Ning Zhou was restless. He always felt that he had done something wrong and couldn't help but look at the silent Qi Leren.

The succubus lowered his head, his furry cloak wrapped him tightly, and the fluff on his collar was slightly whispering in the cold wind, as if he was kissing his cheeks lightly, but he was unaware.

The beauty of desire and the innocence of tranquility existed on him at the same time, the former was imposed on him by the succubus's body, while the latter was his own.

He lowered his eyebrows and looked at the soup bowl in his hands. The jellyfish soup inside was already cold and no heat came out. His lips were so red that it was so bright that it made people unable to see it. He pursed it tightly, resisting the annoying food.

After a long time, he finally plucked up the courage and asked in a low voice: "Can you still eat it?"

Ning Zhou couldn't answer immediately.

The succubus raised his head, his face shyly red: "Can we make a deal? You eat the remaining jellyfish soup and I will help you with it, okay?"

“…”

I still remained silent when I saw Ning Zhou.

The succubus moved his body uneasyly and leaned carefully toward him. Under the cloak, the restless tail quietly crawled out, poked Ning Zhou's arm like a spoiled person, and rubbed it again.

The succubus' face turned redder, and he hurriedly claimed his tail back.

"Waste is bad, but I really can't eat it. I've never eaten anything so bad." The succubus said pitifully, glanced at him shyly and timidly, fearing that the young knight would refuse him mercilessly, "I don't like eating this...you eat it for me, and then I'll treat you..."

The succubus stretched out his finger and pointed to his left eye playfully. As he moved, his left eye gently closed and opened quickly.

This blink of an eye, it seemed like seduction, or it seemed like acting spoiled with innocence without desire.

The succubus' caramel-colored pupils burst out with endless sweetness from the moment they turned a blind eye, enough to dye all bitter and unpalatable food with pure sweetness.

He was intentional. Ning Zhou thought. He was showing his charm cunningly, seducing him to agree cleverly and without artificiality, and he was acting coquettishly.

Moreover, he was sure that it was useful for him to do so, and the cunning succubus was full of confidence in this because he must have never failed.

He really won't fail.

Because before the brain gave any instructions, the body had already moved first - Ning Zhou silently took the jellyfish soup from the succubus's hand and drank it all in one go.

Drink all the suspiciously colored jellyfish pieces, the black bread that was soaked, and the cold soup.

The taste seemed to have broken at this moment. He couldn't taste the bad taste, he just felt it was sweet.

It comes not from the tongue, but from the heart.
To be continued...