Li Hua read in the morning in his bedroom.

The door was open, and golden sunlight sprinkled in from outside the open curtains, dyeing the silver long with a layer of golden halo. The girl looked serious, and her morning reading sounds like a church choir, and the sacred and holy are like an angel coming.

Such a scene is enough to make people feel clear and clean, but Ji Kong touched his nose a little embarrassedly

It seems that the slaughter got up very early, and she didn't know if she heard the sound in her bedroom?

Although the sound insulation effect of my bedroom is very good and I have specially requested it during decoration, if I hear it, I will be really shameless to see people.

My sister listened to that thing, and it was so dirty to think about it...

"Good morning, brother."

Li Huazu shouted softly.

"Well, good morning, let's continue reading, I'll buy some breakfast."

Ji Kong nodded and went downstairs.

I didn't see Rita in the living room, but this is natural, right?

After all, I didn’t know what time I lie under the bed until I went back last night, so I definitely don’t have the energy to run in the morning.

However, it was already seven o'clock in the morning and it was not the time to run in the morning, so Ji Kong went directly to the "Xueping Hotel".

However, what disappointed him was that the "Yuehei Hotel" was closed. It seems that because Yukihei Tsubasaki left, the wandering chef Yukihei Castle Ichiro began his journey around the world again.

Although there are many breakfast restaurants on the street, Ji Kong is used to delicious food, so he can no longer be interested in these ordinary restaurants.

He was going back to make a few bowls of ramen himself.

There are all necessary ingredients in the kitchen. Although they are not complete, they are much worse than Erina Nakiri's kitchen, but there is no problem with simple dishes.

What's more, Ji Kong's cooking skills have reached the point of turning decay into magic. Even a bowl of cabbage and tofu soup can be made like delicacies.

Pour the prepared ingredients into the pot, add clean water, turn on the natural gas stove, and start making ramen soup base.

After doing all this, Ji Koto leaned on the stove, thinking about whether he wanted to bring Erina Nakiri into the house.

However, if Shiba Kasunoki and Erina Nakiri meet together, with the strong personalities of these two women, there might be another big battle?

Just as he was thinking, Shiina Mashiro walked in. Perhaps because he hadn't woken up, he walked shakingly, like a tumbler.

However, she didn't seem to have found Ji Kong. She blinked her confused eyes, shook her nose and walked into the kitchen, shaking and hitting the tiles on the stove before stopping.

This made her feel a little more awake and saw Ji Kong standing beside her.

“Empty, morning.”

Zhenbai greeted him a little sleepy.

"Good morning, it's so white."

“Empty breakfast?”

"Um."

"I also want to learn how to cook, teach me."

When Ji Kong heard Zhenbai's request, he wanted to teach him, but thinking about the black history that Zhenbai once blew up the kitchen, he shook his head and said, "Being able to watch Zhenbai eat well is the greatest happiness for me, so, Zhenbai should not deprive me of this happiness, okay?"

If it were someone else, I would probably complain that "learning to cook" and "eating" were not at all conflicted, but I would definitely not complain. She just made a word "um" with unknown meaning from her mouth.

"Okay, go and wash your face quickly, the face will be ready soon."

Ji Kong rubbed the white long smile and said.

"I've washed it." Mabaya refused.

"Then wash it again!" Ji Kong wiped his white eyes, "Look, there are still eye poops! He is a beautiful girl after all, so pay attention to his image."

If it were other girls, they would have been embarrassed and wanted to dig a crack in the ground, but it was obvious that they would not.

Not only did she not feel embarrassed at all, but on the contrary, she looked at Ji Kong with big eyes open and looked forward to it.

"Why are you watching me like this?" Ji Kong was puzzled.

"Don't you eat it in vain?" Shiina Mashiba asked softly.

"Why do I want to eat it?!"

Ji Kong became even more puzzled, feeling that he could not keep up with Zhenbai's brain circuit at all. If he hadn't known Zhenbai's personality, he might have regarded this as an insult.

Zhenbai left in a little disappointed way.

Ji Kong scratched his ears and heads and thought for a long time before finally understanding it. The truth is probably what he used to wipe off the rice grains from the corner of her mouth and then eat them by himself.

But can mili be the same as eye poop?

Thinking of this in my heart, Ji Kong suddenly thought of a classic line in "Night Duty Sick Building" again...

Uh... It's so disgusting, don't think about these things while eating.

After shook his head, Ji Kong threw these extra things out of his mind and began to concentrate on making dishes.

Not long after, the ramen was made. When Jikong came to the living room with a bowl, Shinbai and Zuo were already sitting at the dining table with a cute look that they were hungry and hungry.

"Shiyu and Rita have not come yet."

Before the meal started, Lihua said softly.

Shiyu Shiyu, who consumed too much energy, would definitely not be able to get up; as for Rita, she probably hadn't woken up yet, right?

However, thinking about the fact that she took the key to copy privately, Ji Kong shook his head and said, "Don't worry about them, let's eat first."

There is no need to say much about Ji Kong's cooking skills. Even if he doesn't like eating, he eats happily, and he can't stop at all.

"Brother, our school is going to hold a cultural festival."

While having a meal, Li Hua Zu suddenly said.

"Oh, when?"

"next month."

"Then there is still some time left. Are you going to perform any program?"

He hesitated for a moment, and shook his head and said, "I don't know."

"I don't know what it means?"

"I don't know what I can do."

"That's how..."

Ji Kong pondered for a while, then shook his head. He still knew a little about the music. Apart from knowing that she was very good at computer skills, she didn't know what her other specialties were.

But computer technology obviously cannot be put on the stage of cultural festivals.

"So what about Shizui?" Ji Kong looked at Shizui Mahara again: "Have Mahara ever thought about performing anything?"

"Performance?"

It's really white and tilted, and obviously I don't understand this word very well.

"Simply put, it is to do what you are best at." Ji Kong explained.

"What you are best at..." Shiina Mashiro said softly: "Eat the annual ring cake?"

Ji Kong: "..."

No, I think what you are best at is being cute.

Ji Kong was simply unable to complain about Zhenbai's answer. Not only did he have such superb painting skills, he just said he was eating the annual ring cake...

Is there any difference between being good at eating annual ring cake?

But if you think about it carefully, it’s true that you eat the annual ring cake in vain.
Chapter completed!