Just as Shiraishi walked out of the bedroom.

The system voice in my mind rang again——

"Ding!"

"System tasks have been refreshed."

"Invite the host to finish eating the noodles in her hand when Junhui Shimabukuro is halfway through."

"Reward ability: professional-level cooking."

Shiraishi couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his mouth.

This task is so perverted.

But for some reason, there was some excitement in his heart, and he actually liked it a little for no reason.

"Am I not serious..."

Shiraishi touched his face, walked to the table and sat down, thinking about whether or not to complete this task. He always felt that it was too bad.

Ten minutes later...

Shimabukuro Junhui came over with a bowl of noodles.

She looked at Shiraishi who was already seated, smiled implicitly, and sat opposite him.

Shiraishi also smiled, staring straight at the face in front of her.

"I'm starting~"

Shimabukuro-kun Hui said softly, and gently picked the noodles with chopsticks, the steaming aroma wafted into the air, she took a bite, and slipped in.

Suddenly, a happy expression appeared on her face, and she said very kawaii:

"Oh~ it's delicious!"

After she finished speaking, she saw Shiraishi's straight eyes again, smiled a little embarrassedly, nodded and continued to eat, no longer making such a sigh.

Shimabukuro Junhui doesn't even dare to make a loud voice eating noodles now, and his face is also slightly flushed. Under that kind of snake-like gaze, no matter what he does, it feels particularly unnatural.

"Suck it up..."

The sound of sucking the noodles became louder, and it was particularly clear in the quiet room. Junhui Shimabukuro froze, with a smile that was even uglier than crying. He looked up and pouted. , the eyes were wet all of a sudden.

The sunlight came in through the window, and she could clearly see her fair skin, delicate face, pouty lips, and watery eyes. The combination of these scenes made Shiraishi feel like she wanted to pinch her.

"cough……"

Shiraishi coughed slightly, resisting the cuteness that came upon his face, and forcibly stabilized his emotions.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Shimabukuro Junhui's cheeks were puffed up.

"Is this..."

Shiraishi's eyes were a little erratic.

If you always feel that you want to tell the real reason, you may be regarded as a pervert.

After a while, he said, "I just want to see if you're having a good time eating or not, and I'll observe your cooking skills by the way."

"..."

Shimabukuro-kunhui didn't believe such words at all.

Looking at Shiraishi staring at her face, she had an uncertain answer in her mind, and said weakly, "Xiu, didn't you eat breakfast?"

"No ah."

"Then...then why didn't you say it just now?"

"You didn't ask me?"

"..."

Shimabukuro-kunhui stood up with a bang, hurriedly bent down and apologized:

"I'm so sorry, and said I'll take care of you. I'll get you a bowl now, and you wait here."

"go Go."

Shiraishi waved his hands indifferently.

Shimabukuro Junhui trotted into the kitchen, and started the next post again.

Shiraishi looked at the half bowl of noodles in front of him, and his eyes gradually changed.

Another ten minutes later...

Junhui Shimabukuro came out of the kitchen with the noodles in his hand, and then was stunned.

Shiraishi was lying on the chair with his legs crossed, and there were traces of oil stains on his lips. He held a toothpick there comfortably and picked his teeth. After seeing Shimabukuro Junhui, he smiled and said:

"Junhui, you're here again, sit down."

Shimabukuro Junhui slowly sat down on his seat with his face in his face, looking at the bowl that had nothing in front of him, not even a drop of soup, but felt that his head was not enough.

Carefully putting the face in her hand in front of Shiraishi, she said at a loss:

"Xiu, where's my noodles?"

"Hiccup~ I ate it, it tastes good, I like it very much."

Shiraishi hiccupped, pushed the noodles in front of him again, and said with a smile, "I'm full, you can eat this bowl."

too much...

"Thank you..." Shimabukuro Junhui hurriedly thanked him, but at the same time, he felt awkward all over. The food he ate was eaten by a man, and it always felt very strange, very special...

Anyway, Shimabukuro Junhui feels that she is a little abnormal now, or the man opposite is a little abnormal, and today is really a little abnormal.

Seemingly thinking of something, Shiraishi took out his mobile phone and sent a picture over: "Junhui, take a look at it yourself, this is the map of Mihua Town, don't get lost!"

"Ooh~ I know..."

Shimabukuro Junhui no longer thought about other things, and hurriedly took out his mobile phone and checked the map.

Fortunately, Rice Flower Town is not very big. As long as you remember some iconic buildings, you will basically not get lost.

"Xiu, thank you."

After reading it, Shimabukuro Junhui sincerely thanked him.

Then……

She looked at the two bowls in front of her.

An empty bowl, a bowl full of noodles, suddenly showed a dumbfounded expression.

Now that it has happened, what she is saying now is useless, she can only bow her head silently, and start her breakfast business again.

at the same time……

The sound of the system sounded in Shiraishi's mind——

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host for completing the task."

"Reward ability: professional-level cooking."

At the same time the system sound fell.

In his mind, there was a series of information, a lot of memories, and a lot of things like videos, all of which appeared in his mind.

Soon, he found that he seemed to have become a master chef who had been cooking for decades. In an instant, he felt that as long as he had the ingredients in his hand, he could become a delicacy in the world.

And according to the memory in his mind, his current cooking skills are at least that of a five-star hotel chef, and his nose seems to be a little more sensitive, and he can distinguish many ingredients just by smelling it.

………………

"My foot is sprained, it hurts to death. 』

"I share my pain with you, so that you can be happy too. 』

"First of all, the first point is that it is difficult to go to the toilet, especially the feeling of walking or squatting. I can't explain it. 』

"I've been planning to skip meals for a few days, because then I won't go to the toilet, I'm really smart. 』

"Anyway, it's still hurting so much, it's so f*ck cool. 』

"Scream: Cool! ! ! ! 』*

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