Original God: Trick Wendy into blitzkrieg to winter

"No, Kurumi. I think cooking is for boys. You should just take a rest!"

An Heng quickly blocked Hu Tao's way and said with a smile on his face.

"Oh, how can this be! You have helped us at Wangsheng Hall so much today, so it's only right that you cook for us!"

Hu Tao thought An Heng was embarrassed, so she quickly waved her hands and said.

Seeing this, An Heng secretly slapped himself countless times in his heart.

I shouldn't have come up with the idea of ​​peach life insurance. Now I have to eat the food made of walnuts.

NND, I put you in my pocket and you kicked me into the ditch!

"This... oh, right! I remember now, I'm not actually hungry right now, so I don't need to eat dinner."

Seeing that he couldn't stop it, An Heng quickly used the escape technique, stretched out his right index finger, and suddenly said loudly,

"That's it, I won't bother you anymore, I'm leaving!"

After saying that, An Heng wanted to run away. After all, it would be better for him to challenge Tianli directly instead of eating Hu Tao's cooking...

Unfortunately, things went against his wishes. As soon as An Heng turned around, he found that someone was grabbing the corner of his clothes.

"You... don't dislike it here, do you? Well, that's right. After all, the Wangsheng Hall is an institution that manages the 'dead'. I understand if you don't like it."

When An Heng turned around, he saw Hu Tao speaking with tears in her eyes, sniffing her nose from time to time.

An Heng was also stunned when he saw this, and hurriedly explained,

"How is this possible? I have no prejudice against Wangsheng Hall. Don't talk nonsense!"

As An Heng spoke, he handed the tissue to Hu Tao.

"Then today's meal..."

"Don't cry, don't cry, I'll eat it, isn't it okay for me to eat it?"

"Is that so... That's good, hehe, just wait here, the food will be ready soon!"

When Hu Tao heard An Heng's agreement, she immediately stopped crying, turned around, hummed a limerick to herself, and ran towards the kitchen.

An Heng was speechless when he saw this. It felt like he had been fooled by this little girl!

How can I fix this! I have always been the one playing tricks on others, but now someone dares to play tricks on me! I will remember this grudge!

An Heng kept fantasizing in his mind, and then collapsed helplessly on a chair in the living room.

It looks like I can't escape this meal. But I can't eat it alone, I'll have to drag a few people along to eat with me!

An Heng thought secretly, then opened his spiritual sense and began to search in Liyue Harbor.

"Zhongli is actually listening to the show at Yunjin's place! Yingmei is also here! No, we have to drag these guys along!"

An Heng muttered softly in his chair.

He then solidified his spiritual consciousness and transformed it into countless trumpets and drums, which played music beside Zhongli's ears.

Bu~bu~bu~

Every time you move, you fight again, and every time you move, you fight again.

"Hey, Zhongli, what's wrong with you?"

Paimeng saw Zhongli, who was listening to the opera next to him, suddenly turned pale, and asked curiously.

"Ahem, it's nothing. From a common sense perspective, he's just looking for me."

Zhongli coughed lightly, and after returning to his usual expression, he explained to Paimon.

"Him? Could he be selling fake wine?"

Paimeng said in surprise. After all, she and Yingmei hadn't seen An Heng for a month.

"Yes, it is indeed him. He is in the Hall of the Dead now. Do you want to go with us?"

Zhongli extended an invitation to the two of them.

"Let's go, Ying, let's go take a look too."

Paimeng said a little excitedly. It seemed that she still couldn't forget the meal cooked by An Heng.

"Well, let's go."

Yingmei also nodded. She didn’t know why, but she missed him a little after not seeing him for a month.

Then Yingmei shook her head violently and put this unrealistic idea behind her.

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"Well, that's great. I have successfully tricked three people."

An Heng nodded in satisfaction. After all, happiness is better shared than happiness alone. How can you not invite friends to share such delicious "Meishu"?

Thinking of this, An Heng closed his eyes, lay on the chair, and waited quietly for the arrival of the three people.

After an unknown amount of time, Paimon's iconic voice suddenly rang in An Heng's ears.

"Hey! You who sells fake liquor, don't sleep!"

Paimeng said dissatisfiedly as he looked at An Heng lying dead in front of him.

"Why are you yelling? I'm just resting my eyes. You know nothing about emergency food."

An Heng snorted disdainfully, then changed his posture and continued to lie dead.

"What is the matter that you called us here for?"

Zhongli didn't pay attention to An Heng's words, but asked him directly.

After all, An Heng's infernal music had already caused him considerable wear and tear...

"It's nothing, it's just that your Master Hu might have been crazy and had to cook for us today, so as a friend, of course I have to invite you to taste the food with me."

An Heng pretended to be very righteous and said.

"Wow! Really? Thank you so much!"

Paimon said happily upon hearing this.

"This... from a common sense perspective, I'm not really hungry. For dinner I'll..."

Before Zhongli could finish his words, he was interrupted by Hu Tao who rushed into the living room.

"Hey, Guest Zhongli and the Punisher Paimon are here! It seems that the dishes may not be enough. I will go and cook a few more dishes."

Walnut held up the spatula and said to everyone,

"Come on, just go to the restaurant and wait for me. It's so tiring standing here."

After saying that, he skipped back to the kitchen.

"Yeah, it's delicious! Come on, Ying, let's go to the restaurant!"

After Paimon finished speaking, he grabbed Yingmei and led the way towards the restaurant.

"My friend, what are you doing..."

Seeing that he couldn't escape, Zhongli asked An Heng with a dark face.

"Hey, who told that girl Hu Tao to cook for her? Since she can't hide away, she might as well get a few people to do it for her. It'll be fun, right?"

After An Heng finished speaking, he ran to the restaurant without waiting for Zhongli to reply, leaving the old man alone in deep thought.

A little tired...

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"Hey, come and try this hall master's secret stewed hen!"

Walnut came in with a pot of chicken soup and placed it in the middle of the dining table.

Then Hu Tao took off her apron, sat next to Zhongli and said.

"Okay, the dishes are ready, let's eat!"

Unfortunately, no one in the audience picked up their chopsticks. Even Paimon, who was the biggest eater, hesitated after seeing the pot of green chicken soup...

"Huh? Why don't you eat it? It won't taste good if it gets cold."

Kurumi urged, smiling.

"This...this dish, none of us dare to eat it."

An Heng looked at the table of colorful dishes in front of him with a twitching mouth, and said in a distressed tone.

"Oh, that's nothing. Come to Anheng. I'll fill a bowl for you as a thank you for your idea today!"

After Hu Tao handed An Heng a bowl of green chicken soup, she looked at him expectantly.

An Heng took the chicken soup with a wry smile on his face, and couldn't help but slap himself a few more times in his heart...