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

Ye Zixuan patted his chest and assured him, "Absolutely not, unlike someone, tsk tsk, it's really hard to describe."

Although Mo Junlin's cold face remained expressionless, his tone carried a hint of apology: "It won't happen again."

Mo Li nodded in satisfaction: "I'll trust you for now, so as not to erode your trust in me."

After saying that, she closed the bedroom door.

The two left outside the door stared at each other, Ye Zixuan glancing at Mo Junlin with some disdain and saying:

"My bedroom is closer to Ali's, so wouldn't you say that being in the right place gives you an advantage, haha..."

He completely ignored the cold, almost tangible gaze behind him, still maintaining the competitive spirit and stubbornness of a young man. What's so great about being strong now? He will definitely rise up. If he can't do it now, he can forge a super armor!

Mo Junlin glanced deeply at Mo Li's tightly closed bedroom door, his expression dark and unreadable. Only he knew what he was thinking. He scoffed at the saying "being near the water tower makes one the first to get the moon," since he had already gotten his hands on it last night.

next morning

Mo Li and Ye Zixuan sat down at the dining table as usual. Looking at the diverse and tempting breakfast in front of them, he was already impatient. He pulled his chair closer to her, nuzzling his head against her, his expression full of flattery and joy.

"Ah Li, how can you be so kind? This lavish breakfast is for me, isn't it?"

Mo Li simply hummed in response, though she actually wanted to eat it herself.

I've gotten used to it now; before we even start eating, I introduce each of the dishes on the table to this foodie young man.

"Shumai, crystal shrimp dumplings, custard buns, colorful mini flower rolls, pan-fried buns, bacon and potato pancakes, hot water dough mini sugar pancakes, cheese and salted egg pastries, chicken and vegetable rolls, steamed grains, soy milk, preserved egg and lean pork congee, longan and lotus seed congee, red bean and sago congee, milk."

The main feature is a wide variety of dishes, but the portions are small, just enough for two people to eat their fill with a little left over. Of course, in the end, it all ended up in Ye Zixuan's stomach, firmly adhering to the principle of not wasting a single grain of rice.

"Hehe, it looks so delicious, Ali, then I won't be polite."

"Eat up, eat up, your expression betrays you completely."

Ye Zixuan first picked up a shrimp dumpling that Mo Li liked, and then started planning lunch: "Ali, we should have spicy food for lunch, it will be more satisfying that way."

"Noon won't work, I have to go to school. Let's do it in the evening."

"Okay, okay, I guess my stomach will have to suffer at lunchtime."

Although he didn't want to drink the nutrient solution, he absolutely didn't want to reveal the treasure Mo Li, otherwise she would become meat in the mouths of the wolves. Those powerful beings were really beyond his current ability to shake. So, he could only follow the crowd and drink the nutrient solution to keep going.

"What does it smell like?"

The sudden sound made Ye Zixuan frown unhappily. If he hadn't been so focused on the delicious breakfast, he would never have missed the cold-faced devil's sudden approach.

"You don't even know about my and Ali's breakfast? You must be from some alien planet, a bumpkin's planet, right?"

Mo Junlin looked at Mo Li and asked:

May I sit?

What could Mo Li do? This was everyone's home, and she had no right to refuse. She nodded.

"Please help yourself."

After Mo Junlin sat down, his gaze fell directly on the chopsticks in their hands:

"What is this? Do I have it?"

Ye Zixuan laughed in anger. How shameless! This person's skin is almost as thick as his. Bah, bah, he's really confused by anger. He himself isn't thick-skinned at all.

"I don't know, no."

Mo Junlin ignored him again, making him seem somewhat powerless and furious. This gave him a deep sense of helplessness. Just you wait, this feeling of being ignored is terrible. When I become stronger, I will completely ignore this cold-faced demon.

Mo Li received Mo Junlin's gaze and had no choice but to instruct Kelly, "Go and get Mr. Mo a pair of chopsticks."

He answered both of his questions in one sentence.

"Thank you."

Kelly respectfully handed the chopsticks to Mo Junlin with both hands. He took them and tried to pick up a crystal dumpling, but because he was unfamiliar with it, it fell back with a 'thud'.

"Pfft, haha, you're really incredibly clumsy!" Ye Zixuan said, smugly picking up the crystal dumpling that had fallen from his hand right in front of him, opening his mouth, and gobbling it down in one gulp. He chewed while squinting his eyes in enjoyment, making sounds of praise.

"Mmm, delicious, absolutely delicious! Fresh and juicy, an absolute delicacy, one is not enough."

Mo Li sighed, "How could he be so shameless? It's making my hands itch. Didn't you see that Mo Junlin's fists are almost hard?"

She sighed softly. What could she do? Her meal buddy was still quite useful. She should save the child whose life was hanging by a thread. As the saying goes, saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. Consider this a good deed for the day.

So she used the serving chopsticks to pick up a crystal dumpling and placed it on Mo Junlin's plate, smiling somewhat awkwardly: "Try this crystal shrimp dumpling, it tastes pretty good." After all, she wasn't really that familiar with him, and she herself felt that her behavior was strange.

She didn't know why, but she suddenly sensed a change in his emotions.

Mo Junlin's mere presence, without him doing anything, exuded a powerful aura. Even while dining, he remained aloof and noble, making watching him feel like witnessing a highly pleasing performance art piece.

Although this description may not be entirely accurate, four words still popped into Mo Li's mind: "a feast for the eyes." The saying "Looking at your face, I could eat two more bowls of rice" was not just a joke; she felt her appetite had increased considerably.

"This tastes amazing, where did you buy it?"

Mo Junlin wondered if it was because he hadn't been back to the capital planet for too long that the food in the restaurants had become so good, far more delicious than the royal banquets he had ever eaten!

Ye Zixuan snorted coldly: "This is not something you should be asking about or knowing. You can't just eat and drink for free. We all pay for our meals, which cost ten million star coins per meal."

Mo Li received the look he was giving her, and when Mo Junlin looked over, she nodded guiltily: "That's right, after all, such a sumptuous feast is truly rare, and there are only a handful of people of all ages in the entire interstellar space."

The last sentence was said on purpose. Now that he has returned to the capital planet, this is also his home. He will be home more often in the future, and there will be many opportunities for him to have meals with them. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble and incidents, she believes he knows what to do.

Upon hearing this, Mo Junlin's deep eyes flickered, but he said nothing. His taste buds, which had been dormant for over twenty years, had been completely awakened by a small shrimp dumpling. If it weren't for his over twenty years of aristocratic demeanor, he would have long since abandoned his reserve and devoured the food like Ye Zixuan.

After that, Mo Li witnessed the scene of the male wolves fighting over food. Basically, if you put something in someone else's plate, they would put something in someone else's plate too. They would even take the time to put food on her plate as if in a competition.

She looked at the mountain of plates in front of her and immediately gestured to stop:

"Stop, stop, stop taking more food. I know you're worried I'll go hungry, but anyone who didn't know better would think you're raising little pigs. You can't finish it all, you can't possibly finish it all. You all need to divide it up in half, or nobody will get any food."

"Swoosh, swoosh," it was only a fleeting moment, and she only saw the afterimage of the chopsticks. Then, upon closer inspection, wow, they really did handle it perfectly. They said they would leave her half, and they really left her only half. Not a single shumai was left.