The Lady in the General’s Arms is a Bigshot in Mystic Arts

Jiang Fu made soup dumplings and eight-treasure porridge today.

When the food was put on the table, Xie Cheng looked at it in surprise and praised:

"Ah Fu can do this, it's amazing."

Jiang Fu pursed his lips and smiled, "It may not be delicious, the general will try first to see if it suits your appetite."

Xie Cheng really picked up the chopsticks to taste, but before he picked up something, he saw that Jiang Fu was about to leave.

He immediately put down his chopsticks, and suddenly said cautiously, "Aren't you going to eat with me?"

Jiang Fu: "...Huh?"

Xie Chengding looked at her, and added seriously, "You and A Yao have always eaten together."

The tone was a little familiar... aggrieved.

Jiang Fu's scalp was numb, and she was afraid that he would suddenly say something useless, so she couldn't stand it at all, so she immediately sat down beside him and said, "Please use it, General."

Xie Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, picked up his chopsticks and prepared to eat.

Jiang Fu was sitting opposite him, and he could clearly watch her movements.

The little girl was wearing a light yellow dress, with clusters of goose yellow flowers embroidered on the white collar. She looked good in yellow, which made her skin very white and bright.

She lowered her eyes, her slender eyelashes were black and curly, like two small fans.

The bridge of the nose is small and straight, the cheeks are full and the lines are smooth.

She looked down at the small and exquisite soup dumpling, her fair face was slightly swollen, looking very soft and easy to pinch.

The little girl moved very slowly. She lowered her head, opened her light cherry-colored lips slightly, and took a light bite on the bun, then slowly sucked out the soup, and then opened her mouth to swallow it in one gulp.

The moment the little bun was swallowed, a satisfied smile appeared on her face.

Xie Cheng sat opposite, holding the chopsticks with his fingers, and also bent the corners of his lips.

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After coming out of Jiang Fu's place, Xie Cheng returned to Guiranju.

Generally, old ladies sleep less and get up early when they get old, but the old lady of the Xie family is different. She likes to go to bed late and wake up late.

So Xie Cheng could only go back first, and wait until she was almost awake before looking for someone.

Not long after Xie Cheng returned, Fu Ling came to the door with the medicine box on his back. He looked like he was still asleep, opened the medicine box in a daze, and yawned to find the silver needle bag inside.

While looking for something, Fu Ling asked casually in a vague voice, "Have you eaten?"

When he came here, he casually ate something made by Xie's back kitchen, and he missed Jiang Fu's cooking more and more.

How did she cook the same ingredients so deliciously?

Fu Ling thought it was torture.

He shouldn't have eaten Jiang Fu's food in the first place, it was okay without comparison, he still thought Xie's food was delicious, but now he felt that Xie's back kitchen was tasteless.

What about your own home that is even uglier than Xie's?

The more I think about it, the more I feel that this day seems impossible.

Xie Cheng was dressed neatly, leaned there lazily and responded, "Well, how do you know that Ah Fu made me soup dumplings?"

Fu Ling was still a little confused, as if he hadn't woken up, and didn't react, "What?"

Xie Cheng didn't feel too hungry, he leaned there calmly, and repeated lazily, "How do you know that Ah Fu made me soup dumplings."

Fu Ling woke up suddenly, "What the hell?"

Xie Cheng continued: "How do you know Ah Fu..."

Fu Ling wanted to overturn the medicine box, so he interrupted directly, "I know, I know, I know that you will be responsible for the food in the future, so there's no need to say it."

Xie Cheng smiled very lightly, raised his eyes to look at him, and said again, "Well, how do you know that you ate with Ah Fu?"