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Su Junli pondered for a while, and asked reluctantly, "Are you serious?"

Shi Yao shrugged and leaned over to look at him mischievously: "The premise is that it has to taste good, Master, I'm very picky."

The purpose of his coming to the Wanjian Sect, not only to take advantage of this place with abundant spiritual energy to practice as quickly as possible, but more importantly to cause trouble for them, so that he would not cause trouble and study hard. What a joke!

Su Junli frowned slightly when he heard this, turned around and glanced at Shi Yao coldly: "It's settled, you wait"

I'm afraid that Immortal Master Ye Heng himself didn't notice that his cheeks were slightly bulging, and there was a competitive look in the corners of his eyebrows and eyes. This look really amused Shi Yao, as he had never seen this man with such an expression before.

It's new. Finally, he doesn't have that expressionless face anymore, as if someone owes him two hundred dollars.

He raised his eyebrows and followed. He wanted to see what tricks Su Junli could come up with.

Shi Yao leaned against the side of the kitchen window, watching the person inside roll up his long sleeves and start tinkering with the work in an identical manner.

It really looks like that, and she teased him in a mean way: "Master, don't force yourself, I won't laugh at you."

As soon as these words came out, Su Junli raised his head and glanced at Shi Yao calmly. After understanding this man's bad nature, he stopped agreeing with him and said slowly:

“This is the only meal I can cook, I think it should taste good.”

Shi Yao didn't see the angry expression he wanted on his face, and curled his lips in boredom: "Okay, I wish you good luck."

After saying that, he stopped paying attention and went to the grass opposite to tease the Suanni.

Su Junli looked through the window and saw him pulling the hind legs of the Suanni apart, then holding a dogtail grass in his mouth and teasing it, and occasionally pulling its hair.

This frivolous look...why do I seem to have seen it somewhere before?

After a moment, Su Junli shook his head and continued to stir the flour.

After a while, thick smoke rolled out from the chimney and windows. Shi Yaoyuan, who was sitting opposite, could smell the burnt smell. He quickly got up and ran over. The moment he pushed open the kitchen door, he was surprised to find that he could fit an egg into his mouth.

"I say, do you want to set Ye Heng Feng on fire? Is this what you call being able to cook?"

As he fanned the smoke, he quickly went over to pull out several pieces of firewood from the stove, threw them outside, and put out the fire with water from a ladle. He then opened the door and windows wide, and the smoke gradually died down.

When I turned around, I saw Su Junli with a dark face, standing helplessly beside the stove, muttering:

"I don't need you, I can do it myself..."

Shi Yao was too lazy to talk anymore, so he just took a chair and sat outside. Sure enough, after a while:

"Shi Yao, how do I clean this pot?"

"Shi Yao, this firewood is wet, why can't it be lit?"

"Come on..."

Shi Yao covered his head with his hands, wishing he could beat the idiot inside to death. Who on earth was cooking? Looking at the moonless night sky, he no longer had any hope.

Resigned to his fate, he stood up and walked in: "What are you doing this time?"

Su Junli pointed at two bowls of sticky soup on the chopping board, and said, "Eat it, I'm ready."

Shi Yao's stomach, which had been roaring, suddenly spasmed. He stirred it with a spoon, not knowing what expression to make:

"Excuse my ignorance, but what kind of delicacy is this?"

"I've seen people make rice wine balls. Try them now. They won't taste good if they get cold."

Shi Yao frowned and scooped up one, thinking to himself that as the Demon Emperor, how could he be scared by such a small gray ball? He nodded, bit into it, and tried to chew it twice.

Su Junli unconsciously intertwined their hands and asked, "How is it? Is it delicious?"

Shi Yao glanced at his face, which was black in patches and white in patches, and the anticipation that he thought he had concealed well. For some reason, he felt like laughing, so he suppressed the corners of his mouth and muttered:

“Ok, not bad”

He was telling the truth. Apart from the strong smell of alcohol and the sweet taste, it was not as hard to swallow as he had imagined.

Su Junli then breathed a sigh of relief, elegantly picked up the other bowl on the table, put a piece of rice in her mouth, and squinted her eyes in satisfaction.

As Shi Yao was eating, his eyes were fixed on him. His usually spotless white clothes were now stained with dust, and his face was dirty. For some reason, he looked even more dazzling than his usual clean and flawless appearance, making it almost impossible for Shi Yao to take his eyes away.

And those slender arms like white jade, and that cute expression that makes her sigh with satisfaction...

Wait, cute?

He actually described this hypocrite as cute?

Realizing what was in his mind, the Emperor felt sick and put down the sweet soup in his hand and said, "I'm full."

Then he walked out the door very quickly.

Su Junli was startled for a moment, and looked at the half bowl of fermented rice balls he still had left. He felt a strange sense of loss in his heart, and before he knew it, he had finished his entire bowl, not even leaving a drop of the soup.

Shi Yao returned to his room and took a cold shower, then meditated and silently recited the Heart Purification Technique more than ten times. Only then did he gradually suppress the restlessness in his heart. He tried to mobilize the spiritual power in his Dantian and circulate it in his body until late at night.

In the darkness, Shi Yao opened his eyes, but it was still too slow. At the current speed, he could not even reach the middle stage of foundation building in three months, let alone go to the Tianji Secret Realm. That was a secret realm left by the ancients, full of dangers and unpredictable. If he was not careful, he might be buried there.

After thinking it over, Shi Yao turned his gaze towards the main house again. Thinking of the previous restlessness, it didn't seem so unacceptable.

Su Junli, who made you so unlucky? Ji Yin Holy Body, God is really helping me.

When he pushed open the door of the main house, it was still as humid and hot, but today seemed different. There was movement behind the screen. Shi Yao frowned and walked over step by step. The closer he got, the more he smelled the aroma of mellow wine.

When I walked around, I saw that man, indeed, he was drunk, leaning against the edge of the bathtub with a frown on his face, and from time to time he used his arm to gently stir up the water.

Gee...

"I say, are you stupid? You're drunk and still taking a hot bath. Are you afraid you'll get dizzy?"

Su Junli turned around in confusion, her face flushed: "I feel uncomfortable, sometimes cold, sometimes hot, I can't stand it"

This coquettish tone made Shi Yao's Adam's apple roll. He couldn't help but turn his face away and threw him a robe:

"Get dressed and come out. I will... help you."

After a while, there were a lot of noises behind him. Shi Yao could not control his imagination at all. There was a struggle between his conscience and his desires in his mind.

What will this person do when he wakes up? Will he just slap himself to death?

I won't do it halfway... After all, this is the kind of hypocrite I hate the most.

And when we meet in the future, he won’t think that this emperor loves him, right? Tsk... so annoying.

Just as he was daydreaming, a person fell softly behind him. Shi Yao subconsciously turned around to catch his body, and then... everything went haywire.