Interstellar travel, a beloved companion, a magnificent and turbulent otherworld.

Mo Li tiptoed and reached out to cup his slightly cool cheeks with both hands. Their foreheads touched, and their noses gently rubbed together. "Likewise, it's because you're so good to me. Eat up, we can talk about the rest after you've finished eating."

"Oh, by the way, do you want to take a rest? You probably haven't had a proper rest on the battlefield, have you?"

As she said this, Mo Li was filled with heartache. Although she had never been to the interstellar battlefield, before her transmigration, she had fought against countless zombies and mutated plants and animals, and had also traveled to many dangerous places where both zombies and mutated plants and animals had reached a certain scale.

There are many similarities between this place and the interstellar battlefield. Therefore, she is very clear about what it is like during a battle, which is why she feels so sorry for the Emperor.

Especially seeing the exhaustion and severe haggardness on his handsome face, her heart couldn't help but ache slightly.

The Emperor did not let go of her; instead, he kept her sitting on his lap, one hand around her slender waist, the other holding chopsticks to pick up delicious food.

"No need. As long as I'm with Momo and the kids, I don't feel tired at all. Besides, the pill you gave me and the three fruits have already swept away all my fatigue. My physical condition and mental state are better than ever before."

"Moreover, staying in the 'little vegetable garden' I can clearly feel a continuous stream of pure energy being absorbed into my body. Even my breath carries strands of energy, which makes me feel more comfortable than ever before. Even the pain caused by the mental damage from the Zerg Queen's mental energy wave on the battlefield is greatly soothed."

This made Dijue feel that this "little vegetable garden" was too magical. At the same time, the way she looked at Mo Li was as if she were looking at some rare treasure.

She secretly vowed to spare no effort and give her all to protect Mo Li's mystery, to protect her and the children, to prevent outsiders from knowing anything about them, and to never even think of coveting or getting anything from them.

"Is it good? Would you like something to drink? How about the wine I made?"

"can."

Wine, especially red wine, is a luxury item in interstellar space. Only those with extraordinary status, power, and wealth at the very top of the pyramid are qualified to drink it.

Of course!

Emperor Jue is an unparalleled figure in the entire Central Empire, and like fine wine, the wines he can drink are naturally of the highest quality.

Mo Li poured a glass. According to the time from brewing to aging in his personal space, it should be a hundred years old. Moreover, the grapes themselves contain spiritual energy, which neutralizes the astringency that should exist in the red wine. It is mellow and long-lasting on the palate with a unique grape flavor. The red wine rolls over the tip of the tongue and slides into the throat, giving people a long-lasting aftertaste.

"This wine is excellent, even more mellow and lingering than the finest red wines I've tasted before. Momo, how did you do that?" Why can she do everything so well? His Momo is simply a treasure trove that invites exploration at all times.

"I'm glad you like it. Just let me know if you want some next time."

Emperor Jue only knew that he would only drink the red wine brewed by Mo Li himself from now on. As for the top-quality red wines in his wine cellar that he treasured and was reluctant to drink, they would probably only be stored away in the cellar forever.

Although Mo Li had never tasted interstellar wine before, she could tell from the terrible environment that it probably didn't taste very good.

"From now on, I'll only drink wine brewed by Momo herself, okay?"

This sounds familiar, as if a certain boy once said that he would only eat the food she cooked, but later worried that she was working too hard, so he changed it to only eat the food she cooked with the ingredients she purified.

"Sure, drink as much as you want. How about it? Don't you think my 'soft rice' is really delicious?"

Hearing the cheerful rise in her voice at the end, tinged with a hint of teasing, Di Jue unconsciously raised the corners of his lips, his mood instantly improving: "It smells wonderful, very wonderful."

"Momo, are you hungry now? You're still in your postpartum period, so you mustn't neglect your health."

"I'm not hungry. I just had a snack before you came back. Now I eat almost as often as the babies drink milk. They're not sharing nutrition with me anymore. If this keeps up, I'll really turn into a little pig."

"so cute!"

"what?"

"The little pig is so cute!"

"Hehe, okay, I didn't expect you to be like this, Emperor. Alright, alright, little fat pig, right? If you like, I'll feed you into a little fat pig right now."

As they were talking, Mo Li used serving chopsticks to pick up a large piece of braised pork with alternating layers of fat and lean meat and fed it to Di Jue. One of them didn't want to dodge and seemed to enjoy the pampering, while the other was just teasing him.

Just like that, it was as if the two of them had suddenly turned on some magical and interesting switch, and for the next half hour, a scene of pink bubbles appeared everywhere in the "vegetable garden".

While saying she wanted to fatten Di Jue up like a little pig, Mo Li kept using serving chopsticks to pick up delicious food, especially meat, and feeding it to him.

The Emperor simply put down his chopsticks and accepted her feeding with a look of doting affection, not forgetting to give his evaluation:

"Delicious, this is really delicious, fragrant, very fragrant, tastes great..."

finally------

After half an hour of feeding, Mo Li put down her chopsticks and realized that she had meant to tease him, but ended up being teased instead. In a fit of exasperation, she pounced on him and bit his lips without a second thought.

"Hmph, hmph, serves you right for bullying people! Emperor, you're such a wicked person! I really misjudged you. You're so cunning and scheming..."

Di Jue took her small hand and gently rubbed it, coaxing her tenderly, "Okay, okay, I was too bad. Momo already bit you, don't be angry anymore, okay?"

She then added with a smile, "Wouldn't you say this is like a rabbit biting when cornered?"

"Ouch..."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Mo Li took another bite without any hesitation: "Hmph, I'll let you experience it properly one more time, so you won't have wasted your time. If you're this bad again next time, I'll definitely let you experience what it means to suffer a bloody disaster!" I'll bite your lips until they bleed.

Emperor Jue, with his exceptionally good temper, gently pulled the person into his arms: "Oh, I'm really scared. I only realized today how fierce my Momo is. I'm too scared to do it again. I don't want to be bitten by the little rabbit again."

Mo Li gave him an elegant eye roll, then adjusted to a comfortable position and nestled unabashedly in his arms. They used this method to express their longing for each other and to soothe the emotions that had been stirred up by each other.