She played off after wearing the book

Chapter 525 Spirit Porridge
"Mr. Leng, are you awake?"

After more than half an hour, Qianqiao felt the hand on her wrist move twice, so she turned her head and asked softly.

"My mask..."

After dawdling for more than half an hour, Leng Yan knew that the dormitory had already passed the access control time, and Qianqiao would not be able to go back tonight.

Now that the goal has been achieved, he is not going to pretend anymore.

After slowly opening his eyes, he first reached out and touched his cheek before asking.

"I don't think I'd be comfortable sleeping with a mask on, so I...sorry for not asking for your permission first..."

Although this is a bit of an afterthought, even if she is given a chance to do it all over again, Qianqiao will still do it.

"fine…"

Leng Yan raised her eyes to look at Qianqiao, seeing that she no longer had the sense of familiarity with herself, she lowered her eyelids after saying this, and her slender eyelashes covered the bitterness in the man's eyes.

"By the way, I have already made the porridge. It is still warm because it is placed in the storage bracelet. Do you have an appetite now? Do you want some?"

Seeing that Lengyan lowered his eyes and remained silent, Qianqiao thought that he hadn't rested well yet, thinking that the porridge could replenish some mental strength, he took it out of the storage bracelet.

"thanks…"

After thanking Lengyan, he took the bowl of porridge from Qianqiao's hand, smelling the faint medicinal fragrance wafting from it, he raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"There are a lot of spiritual materials that replenish spiritual power..."

"This is a prescription that Uncle Qi taught me when I was at Nangong's house. He said that besides spiritual power, what monks need most is spiritual power. I saw your pale face earlier, so I guessed that you may have used too much mental power... "

Qianqiao was actually just guessing, so after saying this, she carefully observed the expression of the other party, and was slightly relieved when she saw that Mr. Leng did not show any displeasure.

"thanks…"

A warm feeling flashed across Leng Yan's heart, and after thanking again, he scooped up a spoonful of spiritual porridge and put it in his mouth.

The sweet and soft glutinous spirit rice has a faint medicinal fragrance, and the taste is very good. Before you know it, a bowl of spirit porridge will bottom out.

"I heard that there are many new dishes in Nangong Food City, but are they made by you?"

After finishing the last sip of the porridge, Leng Yan put down the spoon and asked.

"I made you laugh..."

Hearing this, Qianqiao nodded generously and admitted.

These dishes are all unique to that world. Mr. Leng is from the same world as herself, so she has nothing to hide.

"You said you would come back another day, but what do you want to ask me for help?"

Leng Yan didn't pause much on the matter of eating and drinking. After cleaning the bowl in her hand, she calmly put it into her storage ring.

"Well, there is indeed one thing that needs Mr. Leng's help..."

Diverted by the other party's words, Qian Qiao didn't notice Leng Yan's small movements, and said serious business with a serious expression.

"tell me the story…"

Because no bowls and chopsticks were found in the kitchen, this bowl is actually Qianqiao's own.

It was really inappropriate for Leng Yan to take it as his own, but this was the first meal she cooked for him, and he wanted to keep this thing, so he used this method to divert the other party's attention.

"I have the magic bug raised by the Stringer family on me..."

Next, Qianqiao roughly told Mr. Leng about what happened a few months ago.

"You should first ask me if there are wood spirits here..."

After listening, Leng Yan sighed slightly.

(End of this chapter)