My daily life of cooking food in Tokyo

Chapter 242
Of course, Indoor Photon couldn't hold the mung bean soup, because Liu Minghui didn't let go at all.

Photon in the room asked in surprise: "Minghui, what do you mean?"

Naturally, Liu Minghui couldn't part with a bowl of mung bean soup.

He said hesitantly: "Guangzi, I see your hands are still a little unsteady."

"I'm afraid I can't hold this bowl."

"If it is spilled, it will not only waste food, but also burn yourself."

"How about I feed you?"

Liu Minghui's last words exploded in Guangzi's mind like a thunder.

The words "I can do it" were swallowed back by her instantly.

She only felt that the strength in her whole body was pulled away, and her body, which had finally sat up, fell back on the bed again.

How could she have the strength at a time like this?
Indoor photons are somewhat "weak" and say:
"My body is indeed still a little weak and I can't exert any strength at all."

"Minghui, you are still thoughtful."

"Please feed me."

In the end, the photon in the room was already flushed.

Luckily, Liu Minghui didn't see through the disguise of Jiu Jin from before.

Liu Minghui didn't think much about it, after all, he used to feed the drunk Liu Lixing often.

But I don't know that the two feedings are still a little different.

Seeing that Guangzi agreed, Liu Minghui picked up a small spoon and scooped up a spoonful.

The dark green mung bean soup is more attractive against the white and flawless color of the spoon.

A gem that looks like an emerald.

Liu Minghui blew slightly on the spoon.

After blowing away the excess temperature, the mung bean paste was put into Photon's mouth.

Indoor Photon looked at Liu Minghui, who was extremely serious, and felt hot all over his body.

He mechanically opened his mouth to hold the spoon in his mouth, but there was no next move, which made Liu Minghui very puzzled.

I exerted a little force, but found that the spoon was engulfed by the photons in the room, and I couldn't pull it out at all.

Is this drinking and drinking stupid?
Rao Liu Minghui has always been very calm, so he couldn't help but speak at this time, saying:

"Photon, are you still awake?"

"Mung bean soup can be drunk, but the spoon cannot be eaten."

"Why don't you rest first and drink this mung bean soup later?"

Liu Minghui's words woke up Photon in the room, now is not the time to be in a daze.

Immediately said very apologetically: "Minghui, I'm sorry, I was a little distracted just now when I was drinking."

At this moment, Indoor Photon felt that drinking was really good.

Not only can he enjoy the treatment of being fed by Liu Minghui himself, but he can also use it as an excuse to demonstrate his nymphomaniac performance.

Immediately stick out your tongue, lick it flexibly, and roll all the mung bean soup in the spoon into your mouth.

Then he let go, allowing Liu Minghui to successfully take out the spoon.

At this time, the photon in the room had time to savor the mung bean paste that he just drank.

I didn't think it before, but the photon in the room was immediately shocked by this taste.

What did I drink just now? Why does it taste so good?

After tasting it slightly, the unique fragrance of mung beans exploded in her mouth.

Make her feel as if she is in a granary full of mung beans.

It is completely wrapped by the fragrance of mung beans.

The light sweetness is the sweetness of mung bean itself.

Once stimulated by the sweetness of white sugar, it can bring the most pleasant enjoyment to the taste buds on the tip of the tongue.

This mung bean soup has a delicate taste.

It is as silky as running water, flowing continuously in the mouth, without any feeling of collision at all.

As the photons chewed in the room, the mung bean soup began to melt in the mouth.

In the end, it disappeared without a trace, leaving only a scent and a trace of sweetness that belonged to the mung bean.

Indoor Photon Photon looked at the bowl in Liu Minghui's hand in disbelief.

It’s the same mung bean soup, how can the taste be so different?
Photon also drank mung bean soup in the afternoon, and it felt like it was definitely not the same thing as what Liu Minghui fed him.

Thinking of this, Indoor Photon looked at Liu Minghui with a strange expression.

Are you sure you just warmed up the mung bean soup and didn't put any magic on it to make the food delicious?

This is simply not scientific at all.

I didn't notice the strange expression of Photon in the room.

When Liu Minghui saw her finish the first sip, he quickly picked up the spoon and gave her the second sip.

Although there are many question marks in my heart, how could the indoor photon refuse such a delicious bowl of mung bean soup?

Immediately opened his mouth obediently, and cooperated with Liu Minghui's feeding.

One mouthful after another.

Soon the indoor photon drank a bowl of mung bean soup.

More and more mung bean soup is eaten with indoor photons.

Mung bean soup is also starting to show its power.

Gradually warmed the stomach of the indoor photon.

Let the indoor photon feel a lot more comfortable.

Satisfied burp.

Indoor Photon looked at Liu Minghui with some embarrassment and explained:

"Minghui, your hot mung bean soup is really delicious."

"It makes me feel a little bit overwhelmed."

Liu Minghui smiled slightly and said, "Just as long as you like it."

"There's still some in the kitchen, I'll help you fill another bowl."

"In your drunken state, it would be best to drink more mung bean soup."

"Wait a moment, I'll go to the kitchen to serve it right away."

After saying that, as if he had some kind of obsession, Liu Minghui covered the photon in the room with the quilt again.

Then he walked to the kitchen with satisfaction.

It is no coincidence.

When Liu Minghui came to the kitchen, he happened to meet Xiang Zhen who also came to make mung bean soup.

The moment she saw Liu Minghui, Xiang Zhen felt guilty like a thief.

What I just said is still fresh in my mind.

His current behavior is tantamount to slapping himself in the face.

Especially Xiang Zhen's hands.

The original pocket bowl has been replaced by a large bowl.

There are two full bowls of mung bean soup, which shows her love for this mung bean soup.

Liu Minghui said with a strange expression: "Mom, didn't you say that eating too much at night is bad?"

"You two big bowls..."

There is of course a reason why Xiang Zhen appears here.

Liu Lixing didn't drink as much as he imagined.

Xiang Zhen struggled for a long time, wiping her sweat and changing her clothes.

After everything was done, Liu Lixing didn't wake up.

After finishing her work, Xiang Zhen had nothing to do, so she decided on the mung bean soup that Liu Minghui sent.

Xiang Zhen smiled and said to herself, "My family Xiao Hui is better, he knows that he loves me."

"He rushed to bring me mung bean soup."

"But there is no need to heat this mung bean soup."

"This weather is still more suitable for ice."

"A hot bowl is enough."

After speaking, he directly picked up one of the bowls, put it in his mouth and drank it.

As soon as the mung bean soup was in his mouth, Xiang Zhen had a different feeling.

Not only does it taste delicate, but it also tastes extremely sweet.

It's not that sweet with added sugar.

It is the sweetness that fully stimulates the sweetness of the mung bean itself.

After taking this sip, Xiang Zhen couldn't stop the car in a daze, and took advantage of the opportunity to finish a whole bowl of mung bean soup.

After drinking, he licked the corners of his mouth.

It's like reminiscing about the delicious food just now.

Like the indoor photon, Xiang Zhen was also a little unbelievable.

Thinking of this, she looked at another bowl of mung bean soup.

Refreshing and clean color, exuding a light fragrance.

Shake it a little.

You can see the extremely delicate texture of this mung bean soup.

It seems as if every mung bean has been crushed and reorganized into the smallest particles.

There is no trace of impurities in it at all.

Under the illumination of the light, it reflects a beautiful shimmer.

It's as if this is not an ordinary bowl of mung bean soup, but some kind of rare treasure.

Xiang Zhen was extremely puzzled.

Why does this mung bean soup taste completely different from that in the afternoon?
Although it looks similar, the taste can only be said to be a thousand miles away.

If time hadn't allowed, and I could vaguely taste a bit of my own unique flavor.

She almost thought Liu Minghui secretly cooked another pot.

Xiang Zhen is a little autistic.

She never thought of it.

The mung bean soup that I have been cooking for so many years was directly crushed by Liu Minghui's random creation.

This is really a frustrating and helpless thing.

After a moment.

Xiang Zhen regained her sense of normalcy.

It's a good thing that your son has a future.

As a mother, she should be happy that her son has surpassed herself.

Thinking of this, she looked at another bowl of mung bean soup with some greed.

Just such a small bowl is really not enough to drink.

But she hesitated.

This is the mung bean soup that my son brought specially for Liu Lixing.

How can I win someone's love?
But seeing Liu Lixing's unconscious state, Xiang Zhen had an idea and said:

"Old Liu, old Liu."

"Do you want this mung bean soup or not?"

"I'll count to three. If you don't ask, I'll assume you don't want it."

"I will reluctantly sacrifice myself to help you get rid of this extra bowl of mung bean soup."

At this time, Xiang Zhen had completely forgotten what she had just said to Liu Minghui.

The only thing in my eyes is the delicious mung bean soup.

Liu Lixing slept soundly.

He was snoring rhythmically.

Naturally, it was impossible to reply to Xiang Zhen's words.

Three seconds later, Xiang Zhen drank another bowl of mung bean soup in one gulp.

She let out a very comfortable breath, and she even felt that it was not enough.

Only then did she remember that Liu Minghui seemed to have said that there are still in the kitchen.

Xiang Zhen's eyes lit up, and she couldn't wait to come to the kitchen.

Sure enough, a huge pot of mung bean soup was found in the most conspicuous place.

Licking her lips, she carefully scooped it up.

It's such a delicious mung bean soup that even spilling a drop would be a sin.

He picked up a bowl and drank it all in one gulp.

Xiang Zhen felt that this small bowl was a little too petty.

He immediately licked up the remaining mung bean soup from the night and took out a large bowl from the side.

Of course, such a delicious thing needs a big bowl to be enjoyable.

Unexpectedly, Liu Minghui, who came to the kitchen again, directly caught the large-scale face-slapping scene.

No blush at all.

Xiang Zhenyi said sternly: "It's certainly not good to eat too much at night."

"But what is mung bean soup?"

"It's water!"

"It's rounded up and you didn't drink it, so what's the matter?"

"Okay, your dad is still waiting for me to deliver mung bean soup."

"You silly son is really unfilial."

"Sending so much mung bean soup is feeding the chickens. Who can eat enough?"

"Okay, I'll go first."

Liu Minghui was stunned.

Such strong words make sense, it is indeed my mother.

After thinking about it, he finally replaced the small bowl with the big bowl.

This small bowl is a bit too small, and the photon must not be enough to drink.

Fortunately, Liu Minghui prepared enough mung bean soup.

Even if you scoop up a few large bowls, there will still be a lot left.

Not long after, Liu Minghui came to Photon's room with a large bowl of mung bean soup.

Unexpected.

Maybe he was too tired, or maybe he was too drunk, but Photon in the room had already fallen asleep.

Seeing her steady breathing and normal complexion, she should have recovered from the hangover.

It's not easy to bother Liu Minghui in this situation.

Cover the quilt again.

Cover the indoor photon's feet that have nowhere to rest.

Liu Minghui gently put the mung bean soup on the bedside table.

Lock the door.

Only then did Photon's lightsaber leave the room.

Since there is no problem with indoor photon, there is no need for me to stay here any longer.

Idiot behavior?

That has absolutely nothing to do with Liu Minghui.

night.

Liu Minghui, who was soundly asleep, was awakened by a soft noise.

In a daze, he found a figure coming to his bedside.

Because the light was very dark, Liu Minghui couldn't see clearly who was coming.

He muttered instinctively: "Mom, don't come to my room in the middle of the night."

"How old I am, I don't need your care."

Ever since he was a child, Xiang Zhen had often "attacked" Liu Minghui at night, and he was not surprised by such things.

It was only a moment later that Liu Minghui realized that this figure was obviously not Xiang Zhen.

He doesn't know his mother yet?

Even if it's just a back view, it's impossible for him to go wrong?

who is it?

Human or ghost?

Liu Minghui panicked for a moment.

Could it be that a female ghost attacked me at night?

Whether to scream or continue to sleep at this time is a very serious question.

But Liu Minghui soon lost this trouble.

Because he found that this figure was also very familiar to him.

tall.

Concave and convex.

Who is it if it is not an indoor photon?
It turned out that the person who visited Liu Minghui in the middle of the night was not Xiang Zhen, but a room photon that he never thought of.

Maybe it was getting enough sleep.

After sleeping for a few hours, the photon in the room woke up leisurely.

Turning on the bedside lamp, Photon in the room immediately saw the mung bean soup sent by Liu Minghui.

Under the illumination of the light, it reflects a beautiful light.

Immediately he shouted in shock: "Guangzi, why are you here?"

Indoor Photon's body trembled a little.

She didn't expect that she had already been caught when she came to Liu Minghui's bedside.

The night attack plan was a complete failure.

Photon in the room trembled and said, "Minghui, you should believe me when I say I'm sleepwalking?"

Sleepwalking?

Sleepwalking can still talk, are you lying to ghosts?

But in this embarrassing situation, Liu Minghui could only cooperate and say, "Photon, what a coincidence."

"I didn't expect you to sleepwalk into my room."

"It's also my fault for being careless and forgetting to lock the door."

Just kidding, no serious person locks the door in his own home.

I, Liu Minghui, have no secrets to hide.

Unexpectedly, it directly provided convenience for the indoor photon's night attack.

At this time, it is obvious that the photon in the room only needs to continue to talk about the excuse just now, and it will be able to expose this matter.

But when I thought about how hard it was for me to summon up the courage to come here today while I was drunk.

If she didn't do anything, she would feel very unwilling.

You must do something before leaving.

(End of this chapter)