[Quick Transmigration] Deliberately induced

"Ahhhh that's great!!"

"Aww!!!"

"Xiaoxuan's craftsmanship is really good!!"

Looking at the three foodies in front of him, Mu Xuan twitched his lips.

"..."

Forget Phil and chocolate, why is the commander in chief here?

Yes, because this bastard with ice blue eyes today threatened himself by failing the report.

Can we still distinguish between public and private? !

No, no, in retrospect, this word has nothing to do with him at all, does it...

Just get used to it.

Soon, after a full 34 hours, [-] minutes and [-] seconds of extra stunts and grabbing food, the two of them limp and lay down on the ground contentedly.

"It's just too delicious..."

"yes......"

"Woo, snort..."

Mu Xuan, on the other hand, continued to take out materials from the space in a leisurely manner.

"Hurry up and digest, there will be dessert later."

"What?!"

"Honey muffins, vanilla cream sandwich cookies, black tea, mung bean cakes, grape and red bean egg tarts, and..."

"Come on, do it!!!"

Sure enough, he was interrupted excitedly.

I can't help it... I still look like a child at this age.

Although a little helpless, but more of a sense of satisfaction.

After all, anyone who cooks will be happy if their skills are recognized.

I have been busy for most of the day like this.

After the sunset glow appeared in the sky, this pure dinner finally came to an end.

"Ah, there are so many types of food on earth."

The commander-in-chief sighed.

"It would be great if I could eat Xiaoxuan's bento every day... Is that what you said, or a box lunch?"

"Skipping work, please be gentle, Mr. Binson."

Get a blank stare.

"At least if you mess around in the office, no one will know, but you can't go out to play often."

"So Xiaoxuan came and sent it to me~!"

The man's eyes light up.

However, before he could refuse aloud, someone blew up his hair.

"No! The little flower is mine!"

"Ah."

Mu Xuan, who was too lazy to explain more, nodded casually after pulling Feili who jumped up from him.

Successfully added a "Broken Heart" to Binson's expression collection.

Although I really want to throw it away, it has been firmly bound in my mind, tsk.

Fortunately, the great commander-in-chief soon finished self-relieving.

"Hmph, anyway, he definitely didn't learn how to cook for you, so what's the matter with you?"

"By the way...in human society, don't females, no, females often handle food? Why are you better than most females, Xiaohua?"

Ignoring the jealous jar over there, Feili's thinking quickly made a jump.

"Because I used to live with two big men, Master, and had to take care of that picky eater."

The young man twitched the corner of his mouth, apparently recalling some unpleasant memories.

"You still have a master? I always thought that your hypnotism was self-taught."

The smile remained unchanged, but Binson's eyes narrowed slightly imperceptibly.

"My master, is..."

Suddenly, Mu Xuan realized that this was the first time he thought of this person.

Cold sweat, shed quietly when inadvertently.

"I forgot."

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