"Bone soup...why is it black?"

"Oh, I added some black pine powder."

Black pine powder? Isn’t that a medicinal material? And this medicinal material... is used to treat sores. Why did the second brother add such a strange thing?

"Second brother, haven't my mother given you a cooking book? Why do you always make these strange things?" Di Ling'er asked with a frown.

To be honest, my second brother's cooking talent is not bad. He can learn quickly and it is also delicious, but the second brother likes to tinker with some strange dishes.

The dishes he developed by himself are always difficult to eat, ugly and unpalatable, but he doesn't know it at all.

"I want to become a chef god. I will never become a chef god just by relying on what my mother taught me? Ling'er, which chef god has not had his own signature dish? Mother has also developed many signature dishes by herself. As her own son, I will naturally not be too bad."

A proud smile appeared on the demonic face of Dijintian, and said confidently.

Di Ling'er's forehead was covered with black lines, but when she saw Di Jintian forget what she had just had, she felt relieved.

At this moment, he reached out with one hand and grabbed the bowl from Dijintian's hand.

From beginning to end, Beimo did not frown. He put the bowl at his mouth, his movements were elegant and pleasing to the eye, but it made Di Ling'er's heart reach his throat.

She wanted to stop Beimo, but Beimo did not hesitate and drank all the soup into her stomach.

It was too late to stop Di Ling'er, and there was no drop of soup left.

"It's very good," he slowly raised his lips and handed the soup bowl to Dijintian again. "It does have the style of a chef god. For your cooking skills, I don't want to leave the demon world."

"real?"

Dijintian's eyes lit up.

She has been criticized a lot over the years. Even Ji Qingge, who had never criticized him, never praised him. So Bei Mo's words suddenly entered his heart.

But soon, Tian Jin reacted, stared at Beimo with anger, and became angry: "Don't think that if you praise me, I can be with the past. You dare to bully my sister! You and I will definitely be incompatible!"

Faced with Dijintian's roar, Bei Mo just smiled and said slowly: "Second brother, is there any bone soup?"

"Yes, yes, and many more! Wait!" Dijintian almost fell into Beimo's trap again. Fortunately, he reacted faster this time and became even more annoyed. "Boy, please stop changing the topic for me. I will ask you, would you like to let my sister go? How many women are there in the world? Why do you pester my sister?"

Beimo narrowed his eyes gently: "There are indeed many women in the world. Aren't you just pestering Ji Qingge? We are just each other."

Tian Dijin was stunned for a moment, and he was miraculous... I felt that what Beimo said made sense.

"That's right. Although there are many women in the world, I only want Xiao Qingge's soothing," Dijintian pondered for a while, and suddenly looked up at Beimo, "No, it's still different! I can guarantee that I only have one woman in my life, and I won't hurt Xiao Qingge, but I can't believe that you can really make my sister happy for the rest of her life."
Chapter completed!