Little Rotten Ball followed the wonderful fragrance of the food all the way. In the darkness, its big watery eyes were filled with excitement.
The rich aroma of the food was simply enough to draw out one's soul!
This damned Su Yu, he sneakily cooked delicious food in the middle of the night, and he didn't even call her! He was simply worse than a beast, and both men and gods were furious!
He didn't turn on the lights in the living room because Little Rotten Ball was afraid of alerting this guy.
Helpless, she could only lean against the wall in the dark and walk towards the kitchen.
As she got closer to the kitchen, the aroma of food wafted into her nose.
It was too fragrant!
What did Su Yu cook?
Little Rotten Ball swore that this was the most fragrant smell she had ever smelled in her life! There was no other.
When she arrived at the kitchen door, she realized that the kitchen was dark and there was no one there.
Something was wrong. Su Yu wasn't in the kitchen, so where did he go?
Who made that pot of delicious food on the stove?
Little Rotten Ball looked around with a guilty conscience. After confirming that there was no ambush, it walked into the kitchen.
She quickly took out a pair of chopsticks from the drawer and reached for the iron pot on the stove with her evil little hands.
……
Half a minute later, Little Rotten Fur Ball returned to the live broadcast room with a large iron pot in its hand, panting heavily.
"What the f * ck? Little Ball, where did you go? Why did you bring out a pot?”
"I'm dumbfounded. Little Tuan, are you planning to cook in the live broadcast room?”
"Look, there's still steam coming out of that iron pot. Is there something delicious inside?”
"Who's cooking in the middle of the night? Could it be that the little ball was so hungry that it boiled a pot of water and was ready to drink it?”
Little Rotten Ball looked at the questioning comments from the fans in the live broadcast room and a sly smile appeared on his face.
"Hehehe, where's the kid who sent me the food video earlier?”
"Thank you so much! If it weren't for you, I really wouldn't have known that guy made such a big pot of delicious food!”
The bullet comments in the live broadcast room started rolling crazily again.
"That guy? Little Ball, who are you talking about?"
"Delicious food? What delicious food!"
"There's delicious food? Where, where?"
"We're finished, brothers. I have a bad feeling.”
"It's so late at night. Little Ball, you didn't really make something delicious, did you?”
Usually, once there was any gossip, the fans would cause a ruckus.
But now, when they heard that there was food, the fans in the live broadcast room widened their eyes in disbelief.
Even the 'that guy' that Little Rotten Ball mentioned earlier had been automatically ignored by them.
Little Rotten Ball threw the keyboard and mouse in front of the computer to the side and put down the heavy iron pot in its hand.
Clang!
With a soft sound, the marinade in the iron pot swayed and splashed on the table.
Little Rotten Ball opened the big iron pot.
Steam instantly rose, and the white fog instantly blocked the camera.
On the other end of the live broadcast, countless fans widened their eyes and stretched their necks to see what was delicious in the pot.
Some of the fans who were already lying in bed even rolled up and sat up in anticipation!
Finally, the white fog dissipated, and everything in the iron pot was presented to everyone.
The bright red, oily soup was emitting steam, and all kinds of ingredients were soaked in the soup.
The originally snow-white lotus root slices were now dyed a faint crimson red by the bittern water.
The skin of the potato slices was extremely soft. Even without touching it with chopsticks, one could feel the pinkness within.
Quail eggs, chicken legs, chicken wings, they were shiny and full of soup.
The pot was full of food, and it looked appetizing.
Little Rotten Ball wiped the saliva from the corner of its mouth, its eyes sparkling.
He couldn't wait to pick up a chicken drumstick and stuffed it into his mouth without even blowing it to cool it.
An unparalleled freshness and savory fragrance bloomed on his taste buds!
With one bite, the chicken drumstick burst into juice. The fresh and tender drumstick almost made her bite her tongue.
Delicious!
It was too delicious!
A chicken drumstick was eaten clean by Little Rotten Ball in two or three bites.
Then, she picked out a piece of lettuce from the pot and put it into her mouth. It was also full of braised taste, and the crisp fragrance of the lettuce was still there!
"Little Ball, stop eating. Tell us what this is.”
"That's right, that's right. Little Ball, don't just eat. What is this? How does it taste? Tell us about it.”
The fans in the live broadcast room were anxious when they saw Little Rotten Ball wolfing down the food.
Everyone wanted to know how this pot of braised meat tasted.
Little Rotten Ball changed its usual elegant and ladylike image. It kept stuffing food into its mouth while answering the fans 'questions.
"Sob, it's delicious! It's super delicious!"
"Although I don't know what this is, you only need to know that eating a pot full of it is simply too blissful!”
In the live broadcast room.
At this moment, the fan who had sent the food video earlier was looking at the rotten little ball enjoying itself in the live broadcast room with envy and jealousy. Tears of regret flowed down his face.
Snatching bamboo shoots! Why should I torture myself?
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