Dingdang.

The stainless steel fork in Valentine's hand fell on the table, making a crisp sound. The sound attracted the attention of Xing Yihuang and Raphael. They shifted their attention from the food in front of them to Valentine and saw

But there was a pale face with wide eyes.

His lips were slightly opened, and there was a little transparent purple jam on the corners of his mouth.

"Valentine?" Raphael frowned slightly, his tone with some questions and a hint of anger.

When she first started learning to cook, Valentine would show a dying expression when she ate the food she made, or she would have a blind eye like now, using silence to express his protest and what she did.

How unpalatable is the food?

Such expressions were deeply imprinted in Raphael's mind and became one of the motivations for her to work hard to cook good dishes.

After her cooking skills were perfect, Valentine would sometimes joke with her like this, but she would soon turn into a smile under the threat of a large-caliber pistol, and the words of praise were beyond words.

But this is Rhode Island, and they all eat food in the cafeteria. Now this joke really makes her feel that Valentine's emotional intelligence has declined a little faster.

Who did you show this expression? Are the macho men in the cafeteria cooking?

Xing Yihuang turned her head and looked at her left rear, and a secret gaze suddenly disappeared. Within her gaze, a bright sky blue flashed by.

The sound in the cafeteria slowly calmed down, and almost everyone was looking in the direction of Valentine and the other two. But their eyes were not on Raphael or Xing Yihuang, but were all in one go.

Looking at Valentine's dull face.

Surprisingly weird.

It was at this time that Raphael realized that Valentine was not joking, that he had a problem. And this problem was definitely not that the food was too unpalatable...

Poisoning.

Just as Raphael wanted to use his source stone skills to check Valentine's body, the little dragon man's Adam's apple with jam on the corner of his mouth moved.

His eyes shine again, and his face returned to normal. At the same time, the surrounding vision also changed some subtle changes.

"He...is okay?"

"incredible……"

"But that expression he just now really doesn't seem to be pretending..."

...

The people around began to whisper, and the subtle voices were filled with confusion and shock at Valentine's return to normal.

Xing Yihuang slapped the chopsticks in her hand slightly on the table, and a sound of anger filled the mouths of the onlookers.

The cafeteria returned to silence again, and soon the crowds became louder and no one seemed to pay attention to it. They began to talk about work and life again, but the sights floating over were not missing at all.

"How are you?"

Raphael changed his seat and sat next to Valentine, holding his wrist with his right hand, and his body slightly tilted. The golden hair poured down her shoulders and hung on Valentine's thighs.

"fine."

Raphael's voice pulled Valentine back from his imagination. He focused his eyes on the face of the Angel Sister, leaning tightly against the back of the chair.

"Why are you so close? Is there anything on my face?"

This seems to be the closest he has to Raphael?

However, Raphael's skin is really good, and the slightest pores on his face are invisible, like a cooked and peeled egg.

A strange idea emerged from Valentine's mind as if it was supposed to appear, and it was natural and irrefutable to do such a thing, even if the implementation of this idea would put him in a great crisis.

Valentine raised her hand and poked Raphael's cheek, like a balloon.

Raphael was stunned.

Valentine was also stunned.

Xing Yihuang looked at Valentine as if she was looking at someone dead.

certainly……

The one who killed Valentine was not a black dragon, but an angel with wings burning.

A ball of holy light, a prayer, a bullet, a life

In the end, the two still didn't fight. Raphael simply pinched her and ended. She sat back to her seat and continued to eat, leaving Valentine constantly touching the place where she was pinched.

The facial expressions were twisted in pain, just like those drawn by a primary school student.

"That's so cruel..."

Valentine mumbled quietly, picking up the fork that had just fallen and stuffing the remaining cake into her mouth.

"Hey, what are you doing?!" Raphael looked at his movements and hurriedly reached out and grabbed Valentine's arm, scaring the other party to his face.

Xing Yihuang looked at the two people who started to play tricks again, stirred the noodles on the table with chopsticks, and lamented softly.

An operator in a sky blue coat sat behind them, facing Valentine's pink ponytail exposed under his hood, and overall it looked as bright and dangerous as the cake Valentine had eaten.

The operator who was originally sitting behind Valentine and the other three saw her and took the food and moved to the side, just like the person who was sitting here was a plague god. If you get too close, you will be infected with a fatal disease.

Xing Yihuang yawned and continued to suck the noodles, while Raphael and Valentine were still quarreling.

"...You've just turned into that look, why do you still have to eat this cake?"

Raphael held Valentine's arm tightly and refused to let go.

“Isn’t it normal to have a dessert after a meal?”

Valentine pinched the fork with the cake and fought hard with Raphael.

"It's not like this!" Raphael felt that this naughty child was just against her.

"Isn't this thing poisonous?!"

The expression I just looked like I was poisoned no matter how I looked? I almost fell to the dining table.

"It's indeed poisonous." Valentine put down the cake in her hand, and Raphael also let go of her hand.

Just as she wanted to throw away the cake, Valentine suddenly put all the remaining cake into her mouth.

Not forgetting to lick the fork.

Raphael stayed in place, his arms froze in the air, and his right hand was still moving to get the fork.

Then there was the beginning scene: the fork in Valentine's hand fell on the table, her whole face turned pale, her pupils shrank and looked straight ahead, her eyes were dull, and she looked like a stiff corpse.

Xing Yihuang just raised her eyelids and looked at Valentine and continued to focus on the noodles in front of her.

Well, although it is a little different from what I remember, it is indeed the most authentic Chinese food she has eaten in Usas and Colombia for so many years.

The braised pork I bought at Heigang International was so sweet, it was very greasy, with a very strong taste, and it was not delicious at all.

Just when Raphael wanted to use the source stone skills again, Valentine came back to life, and stuck out her tongue to lick the jam on her mouth.

Then a chopstick was thrown on his forehead.

Valentine followed the trajectory of chopsticks and saw a face covered with clouds. The angel sister who was always smiling as if there was a sun behind her disappeared.

Although she was still smiling on her face at this moment, no matter how she looked, there were endless flames and sharp knives hidden in her smile.

"Go back and get rid of you."

Six simple words popped up from Raphael's mouth, each word with deep resentment.

"Listen to me, I'm not kidding, this cake is really poisonous."

Valentine felt that if she didn't say anything, she would be afraid that she would be cut into a hole in her head if she didn't say anything.

"so what?"

The other party's smile was still full of black danger, and Valentine could only see his miserable future and had no room for retention.

But this did not affect his thoughts and feelings when he ate this cake. Perhaps if he said it well, Teacher Raphael would give him a full score to spare his life.

A question was placed before Valentine.

Question: A profound analysis of the taste and connotation of this cake is expressed in what kind of thoughts and feelings does the producer express?

Valentine closed her eyes and began to recall her mental journey of eating the cake for the first time until she had just filled her lips.

"The cake tastes very good, very sweet, with a few sour flavors. I like this sour sweetness, the sweetness that is just a headache for me, and that sourness just enriches it

The taste.”

"This is what the taste buds on the tongue tell me, and my brain tells me that the tongue is not lying after a quick calculation."

Valentine pushed the plate where the cake was first placed aside, crossed her hands and covered her mouth, and her eyes began to become colder.

He is trying to make himself look more serious and serious.

"The food we usually eat ends here. It tastes good and tastes good. The eight words are enough to describe all the delicacies. Of course, the platter is not included."

"But for this cake, it's just the beginning."

"The jam, cream and the baked cake base are mixed together after chewing through the teeth and slide into the stomach through the esophagus. This process cannot be felt by the taste, if the cake is sour and sweet, there is still

I probably won't take a second bite if it tastes."
To be continued...