My brother is Tyrant Song

The taste is actually not bad.

Song Shuhang stared at Shuyu closely to see what seasoning she would add to it.

In fact, there is no need to put anything in tomato scrambled eggs, just a little salt.

Please start your show, my sister!

Shuyu jumped down from the little stool, took salt, and put a spoonful of salt in a thumb-sized spoon.

The amount of salt was fine too.

It seemed that he didn't intend to keep putting things away, so Song Shuhang breathed a sigh of relief, and touched the beads of sweat that had crawled up his forehead at some point.

Shuyu turned her head and smiled sweetly: "Brother, the pot is so heavy, can you take it out and put it on a plate for me?"

"Okay!" Song Shuhang came to Shuyu's side, first carried her off the small stool, and put on shoes for her to avoid catching cold.

After putting the dishes on a plate smoothly, Shuyu followed Song Shuhang to the table.

Under Shuyu's hopeful gaze, Song Shuhang took a piece with his chopsticks and tasted it.

bitter……

why?

Song Shuhang's face turned pale, and there was still blackness in the whiteness!

This is a sign of poisoning!

There is no problem with the things at home, there is no doubt about this, after all, mother Song bought everything herself.

But why are these things all right, and it’s so hard to put them together?

It's really more bitter than Coptis chinensis!

"Brother, is it delicious?" Shuyu's eyes were shining, the aroma was overflowing, she wanted to eat it very much!

Song Shuhang was speechless, at this time he should remain a gentleman and not let his sister down.

"It's delicious." Song Shuhang showed a smile. If you observe carefully, you can find the pain that he tried to hide.

Shuyu jumped up happily, pushed the plate towards Song Shuhang, and said, "Since it's delicious, eat it all! I'll go clean the pot!"

The frying pan has been placed in the sink, as well as the bowl where the egg was just beaten and the bowl where the tomatoes were placed, all need to be cleaned.

Shuyu moved the small stool to the edge of the sink, washing the dishes with a serious expression.

From time to time, I turned back and told my brother to finish all the dishes.

You know, Song Shuhang "saved his stomach", what if he didn't eat enough and was hungry at night?

She doesn't want to cook anymore!

It's not easy to make a meal.

Song Shuhang now has the urge to blew himself up, and death is nothing more than that, why bother to suffer this crime!

In addition, as a monk, he has keen six senses and an excellent sense of taste. Under such circumstances, if he eats this, he really can't survive!

In the end, Song Shuhang blocked his sense of taste, and quickly finished the plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

I don't know what's going on with this thing. After eating it, I feel a sense of weakness all over my body.

This……

It was the first time he ate something like this since he practiced cultivation!

It's beeping Doudou!

Ever since Doudou advanced to the fifth-rank Linghuang and became a great demon, he never thought about beeping Doudou, and now he has this thought, it's terrifying!

Sister, could this be the legendary dark cooking physique?

Shuyu finished washing the pots and bowls, and when she saw the clean dishes, her eyes immediately rolled up, "Brother, it looks like you like it very much! I'll make it for you tomorrow, okay?"

not good!

not good at all!

"There is still a long way to go for cooking, and Shuyu's most important thing is to study, not to cook, right?" Song Shuhang showed a charming smile, and he tried to keep smiling, hoping not to show a crying face .

Song Shuyu lowered his head and thought for a while, then raised his hand and scratched his furry head, nodded and said, "Okay!"