Reserved food, he has cubs

But in the end, He Chen didn't pursue this matter any further.After he finished asking that question, before Ming Yi could answer, he turned his gaze away and got up from the couch.

It was already lunch time, and the two left the study to eat.

On the dinner table, Mingyi picked up a piece of food from the plate in front of him.It was red, angular, hard and smooth to the touch.Mingyi didn't know what it was, so he picked it up, and tentatively opened his mouth to chew on it.

He Chen tapped twice on the table crisply with his index knuckles: "Wait a minute."

Mingyi turned his head in a daze, only to see He Chen frowning and looking at himself, and then at the things in his hand, with a very complicated expression on his face.

He Chen stretched out his hand to lift one from the plate, and stretched out his other hand to the restaurant's food box.

Mingyi stared at his hand curiously. He tapped lightly with two slender fingers on the button-like protrusion on the side of the box lid, then stretched out his hand to pick it up—it seemed that there was only one layer of food left. The box was actually divided into two halves.He Chen was holding half of it in his hand, and in the other half of the box on the table were several copper-yellow utensils.

Mingyi stared at these few things, showing a look of confusion and understanding.He Chen glanced at him lightly: "Do you recognize him?"

Ming Yi scratched his head, hesitated, and asked in confusion, "This... is this used for sow delivery? Why is it put in the food box..."

He Chen's hand shook slightly, then stabilized again.His face was not very good-looking, he pursed his lips, took out the small scissors inside without saying a word, slowly cut off the crab legs of the crabs in his hand one by one, and placed them on the plate.Then, he picked up the delicate little hammer and tapped lightly around the crab shell, and then used several other things to pick the crab meat one by one.

His hands were delicate and cold white, with slender phalanges, slightly convex knuckles, and light blue blood vessels slightly exposed.He moved his fingers lightly like this, fiddling with these utensils, doing meticulous work in a leisurely manner, making him look more and more elegant and beautiful, and his expressionless face also showed a bit of tranquility, which was pleasing to the eye.

Ming Yi stared blankly, almost dazzled, unable to take his eyes off at all.

He Chen pulled out the tender snow-white crab meat little by little, with golden yellow and orange-red crab roe on one side, filling a small plate full.

He took out a small utensil like a small wine jug from the box, poured some into another small saucer, and the sour smell of vinegar permeated.Finally, he lifted the lid of the small wine jug, squeezed out a pinch of yellow crushed ingredients from the shallow layer of small grid inside, and sprinkled them on the plate, which had a slightly spicy and pungent smell.

He casually pushed the plate towards Mingyi: "Eat it." Then he added: "Dip it in ginger vinegar sauce."

After finishing speaking, he lightly lowered his eyelashes, and slowly wiped his fingers with a handkerchief, as if it had nothing to do with him.

Mingyi looked at the pile of food in front of him that looked very tempting, and swallowed with a "gudong": "He Chen, don't you want to eat?"

He Chen was still wiping his hands and shook his head.

Ming Yi smiled and said, "When you make this, it looks really good! I've never seen anyone eat so well."

He Chen's movements seemed to pause for a moment, but then he didn't.

Ming Yi carefully picked up a little bit, dipped it in the ginger vinegar on the side dish, and ate it into his mouth.

He Chen's eyelashes moved slightly.After a while, he casually asked, "How?"

Mingyi narrowed his eyes and said in satisfaction, "Sweet! Delicious!"

He happily stretched out his chopsticks to pick them again, then stretched his arms and tried to place them on the plate in front of He Chen: "He Chen, He Chen, please try it, it's really delicious!"

He Chen raised his eyes to look at the plate, and then at Mingyi.Mingyi looked expectant, his eyes sparkled, and he pushed the dipping saucer towards him.

He Chen paused for a while, then finally picked up the chopsticks, picked up the crab meat and ate it.

Human food means nothing to him.At the beginning of his transformation, he seemed to be curious about human food and had some kind of strange obsession, so he tried all kinds of food, and he was especially interested in sweets.

The house is a monster house that has existed for a long time, and there are things left by monsters from all walks of life, including huge gold and silver treasures.As a result, He Chen was able to eat everything he wanted to try, but in the end, he found it boring.

He tasted everything on his own accord, but he didn't seem to get what he wanted.He didn't need to eat human food to survive, and over time, he didn't touch it anymore.

But this time, it was just some ordinary crab meat. After eating it, He Chen really tasted a bit sweet.

Probably seeing that the food reserves are delicious, he also had some illusions.

Ming Yi watched He Chen chew with his eyes down for a while, then his Adam's apple rolled and he swallowed.For some reason, Mingyi suddenly felt very happy, as if he was happier than eating himself.

Ming Yi withdrew his hand and continued eating contentedly.He Chen slowly raised his eyes to look at him, silent.

For some reason, Mingyi was eating, and suddenly felt...

It seems that something is different.

-

Ming Yi noticed that his benefactor seemed to be getting more and more eccentric.

When they went out together recently, Ming Yi could sense that He Chen would be in a bad mood from time to time.His expression was gloomy, and his tone was very aggressive.

Moreover, the frequency of this kind of thing seems to be increasing.

It seems that every time there are many people around, He Chen will be more likely to be unhappy.Mingyi remembered the last time they met a woman who was chased and beaten by her husband, so he guessed, maybe He Chen didn't like to be in contact with people?

Mingyi therefore always carefully protects He Chen, trying his best not to let him come into contact with others.

I don't know if it's his illusion, but at times like this, He Chen really seems to look better.

At the same time, Ming Yi vaguely noticed that he could remember some things that happened at night.While he hasn't been hurt in any way these days, he seems to be wandering somewhere.

He seemed to be anxiously trying to find something every night, and he was so anxious that his heart and mouth were burning with pain.But he still couldn't leave here, and he couldn't find what he was looking for.

Until this night, in the twilight, Mingyi seemed to have finally found his way.

The shackles that bound him seemed to be gone, and he stumbled out, walking towards that place without hindrance.

It was there that attracted him.

-

Tonight is a cloudy day, and the moon is slightly reddish, fringed by clouds.

He Chen shook the wine cup in his hand, lost his mind for a while.

He seems to be really, as the old monster said, almost an adult.

When walking among the crowd... he felt irritable a lot more than usual.

At this time, only the food reserves around him can comfort him.The soft white light exuded from the grain reserve, which made it look more gentle and tranquil in He Chen's eyes.This white light has almost become a symbol of comfort and calm for him, as long as the grain reserve is a little closer to him, his mood will be involuntarily better.

But that... doesn't solve the problem after all.

While drinking, suddenly, there was a faint sound of drum music from nowhere.Then, there was another singing voice.The voice was thin and clear, like a long silk thread, swaying slowly.

He Chen frowned, and slowly put down his wine glass.

In a demon house where everything is controlled by him, there was a voice that had nothing to do with him, which was weird enough in itself.

Is that the puppet?

He Chen got up and followed the direction of the voice, thinking silently: Was it because I didn't put the puppet away when I was listening to the play last time?

After thinking for a while, He Chen realized that the last time he listened to an opera was several days ago.

And that time...

He really didn't put it away properly, just let it go back by itself.

He Chen casually searched along the path, guessing in his heart that the puppet was probably bored and ran out to play by himself.But...has it already cultivated to this level?

The voice was far and near, faintly visible, like going around in circles in the house, leading He Chen around for a while.

He Chen started to feel a little irritable. He lost his patience and walked directly to where the stage was.

Halfway through, for some reason, he suddenly felt a faint palpitation.

He stopped and closed his eyes, and subconsciously began to search for the trace of the food reserve.

The next moment, He Chen suddenly opened his eyes, and flew out!

The reserve food was already standing at the door of the house, if there was no one to guide him, he just had to take another step outside...

It will be torn to pieces by the enchantment!