The group's favorite junior sister returns to save the whole family of resentful villains

Ji Qingzhou was a little surprised when he heard this: "Can you eat spicy food?"

Liu Furuo immediately shook his head, a look of rejection unconsciously appearing on his face: "No!"

She realized that her tone was too strong and worried that Ji Qingzhou might be frightened, so she softened her tone and said, "I... can't eat spicy food."

"That's it."

Ji Qingzhou said: "I also remember that you can't eat spicy food."

Liu Furuo was startled: "How do you know..."

Before she finished speaking, she seemed to think of something and suddenly stopped, looking at Ji Qingzhou in disbelief: "Could it be that..."

"In my dream, when you and I first met, you couldn't eat spicy food very well."

Ji Qingzhou said: "It's different now than in my dream. I was worried that you couldn't handle spicy food, so I made non-spicy dishes."

She added: "These peppers in the pot are for seasoning. If you still find it unpalatable, I will make you a new pot."

Liu Furuo was in a trance when she heard this. She subconsciously asked, "What about you?"

Ji Qingzhou: "Me?"

Liu Furuo murmured: "You... don't you like spicy food?"

Ji Qingzhou was surprised: "How do you know I like to eat..."

Before he finished speaking, Ji Qingzhou paused and thought of the content in the original work of his previous life -

Pei Luofeng treats Liu Furuo as her substitute, but Liu Furuo is different from her in many ways.

In order to make Liu Furuo gradually resemble Ji Qingzhou, Pei Luofeng asked her to eat spicy food at every meal.

Now that Liu Furuo has seen the portrait of Ji Qingzhou in Pei Luofeng's basement, how could he not guess this?

"Yeah, I like spicy food."

Ji Qingzhou did not deny it.

Liu Furuo asked again: "Then... why don't you make spicy dishes?"

"Because it's made for you and your mother."

Ji Qingzhou said as a matter of course: "Of course it depends on your taste. Besides, I like spicy food, but that doesn't mean I have to eat spicy food. I like good taste, sweet, sour, bitter, spicy and salty."

She smiled and said, "You guys can eat it, and I like it too. Isn't it better if both the host and the guests are happy?"

Liu Furuo stared at the pork elbow stewed with rich sauce in the pot with a dazed look.

It turns out that Ji Qingzhou is such a person.

She likes spicy food, but that doesn’t mean she has to eat spicy food.

The person who equates "liking spicy food" with "having to eat spicy food" is not Ji Qingzhou, but Luo Feiyi and Pei Luofeng.

Pei Luofeng used "eating spicy food" as a symbol and imprinted it on the Ji Qingzhou in his mind.

In fact, Ji Qingzhou likes spicy food, but he can also eat non-spicy food.

She can eat anything, sweet, sour, bitter, spicy and salty.

Yeah yeah.

Ji Qingzhou is a living person. Naturally, she likes many things like ordinary people. She will not be confined to a single symbol or summarized by a few simple characteristics.

Eat spicy food.

Tsing Yi.

Good cooking skills.

These are all Ji Qingzhou, but not all of them are Ji Qingzhou.

Ji Qingzhou is a touch of colorful color, blooming with vivid brilliance.

Rather than the single labels and monotonous colors that Pei Luofeng was obsessed with.

Just a few labels cannot be equated with Ji Qingzhou!

Liu Furuo was unwilling to be changed by Pei Luofeng, confined within those labels and turned into another person.

But she was still influenced by Pei Luofeng and subconsciously put Ji Qingzhou into those labels.

She believed Pei Luofeng's words and looked at Ji Qingzhou from Pei Luofeng's perspective, which caused her to develop a prejudice against Ji Qingzhou and to speculate on Ji Qingzhou's words and actions without authorization.

She is really...

Big mistakes.

"Help the weak?"

Ji Qingzhou's voice awakened Liu Furuo's wandering thoughts. She brought a large pork elbow on a plate and put the chopsticks into Liu Furuo's hand, "Try it and see how it tastes."

"Do not……"

Liu Furuo woke up with a start and refused, "I can't eat it."

Ji Qingzhou was stunned: "Why? Do you think it's spicy?"

Liu Furuo's nose felt sore and she shook her head vigorously: "I... I just feel too ashamed to eat the food that you, Daoist Fellow Ji, cooked."

She was also worried that Ji Qingzhou liked spicy food, so she ignored other people's tastes, only cooked spicy dishes, and asked her to eat spicy food.

But that is not Ji Qingzhou.

It should be Pei Luofeng!

She believed Pei Luofeng's words and developed a prejudice against Ji Qingzhou and became hesitant.

After being rejected by her, Ji Qingzhou still cared whether the food suited her taste.

Liu Furuo felt that she was extremely despicable in front of Ji Qingzhou. How could she still have the face to eat?

Ji Qingzhou is so nice and the food he cooks is also delicious.

She doesn't deserve to eat such good food!

Liu Furuo was about to leave, but as soon as she turned her head, something was stuffed into her mouth.

The crispy crust exudes the hot aroma of freshly-cooked food.

As soon as it was stuffed into her mouth, it collided with her teeth, making a crisp "crunch" sound.

The plump meatballs overflowed with salty and fragrant juice in her mouth, with a hint of sweet taste.

This doesn't seem to be pure meatballs, something is added.

"If you don't eat it now, the soup will drip down your cheeks."

Liu Xihe's calm voice sounded in her ears.

Liu Furuo: “!!!”

Being very conscious of her image, she quickly put the fried meatball into her mouth.

"Chew, chew, chew..."

Every time Liu Furuo's teeth collided with the fried meatball, the salty, fragrant and sweet gravy would overflow, roll around on the tip of her tongue, and then be swallowed into her stomach.

The slightly crispy crust and soft filling have distinct layers and harmoniously blended flavors, leaving a lingering fragrance on your lips and teeth.

But in just a blink of an eye, Liu Furuo didn't react. Her mouth seemed to have its own ideas. She chewed the fried meatballs and swallowed them into her stomach impatiently.

"how is the taste?"

Ji Qingzhou smiled faintly when he saw Liu Furuo finish the fried lotus root balls in a few bites.

Look at how happily he eats. He is no different from the Liu Furuo of the past.

Liu Furuo answered subconsciously: "Delicious!"

After she finished speaking, she was shocked: "No!"

How could I be worthy of eating the food prepared by Ji Qingzhou!

How dare you comment on this? It really defiles these delicacies!

Ji Qingzhou heard this but misunderstood: "Not delicious?"

"Delicious! Very delicious! The fried meatballs have a particularly thin outer shell, and the texture is particularly crispy! The meat filling inside is so tender and juicy that I can't believe it's fried - no, even if it's boiled, it would disperse its original fragrance, but the frying temperature is just right, perfectly locking in all the aroma of the gravy in the meatballs, without wasting a single bit..."

Liu Furuo started talking nonstop.

Liu Xihe and An Liu: "..."

Looking at the way you chewed the peony and swallowed the fried lotus root balls in one gulp, I thought you didn't even taste it.

Is it possible to remember all the flavors of fried lotus root balls in such a short time?

——You love it so much.

"Okay, okay, I know you like it."

Seeing that Liu Furuo was afraid that she had misunderstood and was so excited that she almost wrote an 800-word essay about a small fried lotus root ball, Ji Qingzhou interrupted her with a smile and said, "If it tastes good, eat more."

Upon hearing this, Liu Furuo immediately came back to her senses from her frenzy. She was brought back to reality and said dejectedly, "But I..."

I misunderstood you.

Presume to speculate about you.

Based on Pei Luofeng's words, I thought of you as a bad person.

How can I, as I am now, have the right to eat what you cook?

Liu Furuo did not say these words out loud.

It's not that I'm afraid of exposing my own meanness.

But he was afraid of hurting Ji Qingzhou's kindness.

Ji Qingzhou looked at Liu Furuo's lowered head, blinked, and suddenly chuckled: "Furuo, I used to be familiar with you, but now, we are just meeting for the first time."

She took Liu Furuo's hand and put the plate of stewed pork elbow into Liu Furuo's hand.

Ji Qingzhou said openly: "Fu Ruo, this is our first meeting, I'm sure both of us are still unfamiliar and reserved, but fortunately we still have a lot of time--"

"Let's get to know each other slowly."

After Ji Qingzhou finished speaking, Liu Furuo looked up and stared at her blankly.

"I believe that one day, we will become familiar with each other and become good friends like we once were."

Ji Qingzhou said: "I once heard that if you want to understand a person, you have to have a meal with her."

"Help the weak, try the stewed pork elbow I made."

Ji Qingzhou smiled and said, "It depends on whether it suits your taste."

"……Um."

Liu Furuo raised her chopsticks and easily pierced through the skin of the pork elbow that had been stewed till soft, revealing the tender and oily lean meat inside. She picked up a piece and put it into her mouth.

She couldn't tell whether the salty taste in her mouth was the broth from the pork elbow or her tears.

But the feeling in her heart was extremely real and clear——

"good to eat."

Liu Furuo sniffed, "Very, very, very special——"

"good to eat!"