Connie was wrapped in a warm coat and followed Mag with a confused look on her face. [Handmade Home_New^Thinking^Road^中文^网_New Version Website_]
She didn't know why she would follow a man she had just met, and she didn't even know his name or what kind of man he was.
Probably because she really had no place to go, and his clothes were so warm. Even if she didn't know anything, it made her feel like she wanted to trust him.
Of course, the most likely thing is... he threw away half of the pie that she had finally snatched from the big dog's mouth, and said he would take her to eat something delicious.
She is so hungry...
As expected, good-looking men are all big liars, and they deceived her in no time.
The long coat almost hung down to her ankles, completely wrapping her and carrying his body temperature and fragrance. This was the most comfortable moment in the past ten days.
After leaving the alley, Mag reached out to stop a carriage, took Connie into the carriage, and went straight back to the restaurant.
"Is this... your palace?" Connie got off the carriage and looked at the splendid restaurant, a little surprised.
There was something inexplicably domineering about the way this man spoke. He might be the chief of some human tribe.
"This is my restaurant, come in." Mag opened the door and looked at Connie and said.
"Restaurant!" Connie's eyes lit up and she quickly walked into the restaurant.
As soon as she walked in, warmth enveloped her. The inside and outside of the restaurant were almost two different worlds, as if they were being roasted on fire.
"It's so warm." A smile appeared on Connie's face, and she looked at the beautiful decoration of the restaurant in surprise. Although everything was not made of gold like her home, it made people feel very comfortable.
"Sit down, I'll get you some water." Mag said casually, looking at the information fed back to him by the psychic door in his mind. This cat-eared girl was an orc, and she was somewhat similar to the orc with dark green skin in Mag's impression. different.
However, the orcs are composed of hundreds of tribes of different sizes. They are called orcs because they have some characteristics of Warcraft. It is not surprising that the characteristics are different.
Mag walked towards the kitchen, and soon came out with a glass of warm water, looking at the cat-eared girl standing in front of the mural in the Deep Twilight Forest.
She had already taken off her coat and put it on a chair nearby. She stared blankly at the mural, her eyes were red and her mouth was pursed, as if she didn't want to let tears flow out.
Mag stared at her for a while, then gently placed the water glass on the table next to her, then turned and entered the kitchen.
Not long after, a scent wafted out of the kitchen.
"It smells so good!" Connie, who was standing in front of the mural with red eyes, moved her nose, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she couldn't help but turn her head to look in the direction of the kitchen. The alluring aroma came from the kitchen.
"What is he doing?" Connie's stomach growled. She hadn't eaten for three days. When she was hungry, she would eat a handful of snow. After smelling the fragrance, she couldn't control her body and moved toward the kitchen door. Go.
Mag, who was wearing an apron, had his back facing the door. The iron pot was shaking in his hands. The colorful ingredients were tumbling in the pot and jumping high, as if a rainbow had been stretched out. The alluring aroma was exactly It came from there.
There was an iron pot on the stove on the other side, but it was covered with a lid, so I didn't know what was cooking in it.
"So he is a chef?" Connie looked at Mag strangely, but she didn't expect that when he said he would take him to dinner, he actually ate his cooking.
Mag turned off the heat, put the Yangzhou fried rice on a plate, took a spoon, turned around with the tray, looked at Connie standing at the door and said: "Eat one portion of Yangzhou fried rice first, the rest is not ready yet."
"Yeah." Connie responded, but her eyes were completely attracted to Yangzhou fried rice.
Mag carried the tray to the table where the water glasses were previously placed, put down the fried rice, looked at Connie who was about to reach out to grab the spoon, stretched out two fingers to grab her wrist, shook her head and said, "Wash your hands first. , eat again.”
Connie glanced at her dirty hands and said with surprise: "Why are these hands so dirty!"
"This is your hand." Mag was speechless and directly pulled her into the kitchen and turned on the faucet.
"What is it? Why does a transparent, unknown liquid flow out when you touch it?" Connie looked at the faucet in surprise.
"This is the faucet, and what comes out is water." Mag raised his eyebrows, this was a terrible line.
"Faucet!" Connie suddenly jumped back two steps, looked at Mag with a shocked face, and said with a bit of trembling in her voice: "You actually unscrewed the dragon's head and installed it in the kitchen! Then! What comes out of its mouth is saliva!"
Mag stared at Connie for a long time, and suddenly felt the urge to throw the mentally retarded girl out.
"Wash your hands and eat." Mag said as calmly as possible.
Connie glanced at the fried rice on the table outside, her stomach had already launched a strong protest, and her eyes fell on the silver faucet again. Although she didn't know how Mag turned the dragon's head into such an elongated shape, However, the fear was finally overcome by hunger, and he stepped forward somewhat reluctantly and reached out to touch the clear water column.
"It's warm!" Connie immediately retracted her hand, her expression even more shocked, "Isn't this... this giant dragon still cold?"
"Yes, warm water is just right for use in winter, so every time you use water, you have to kill it immediately." A cruel smile appeared on Mag's face.
Connie's eyes gradually widened and she immediately closed her mouth. This guy was so terrible. In order to get warm water, he had to kill a giant dragon every day.
"I'm sorry, Lord Dragon, I didn't mean it, I was forced to do it." Connie said in her heart, and washed her hands with warm water with a reluctant look on her face.
Mag turned on the faucet and Connie could go out.
Connie immediately walked out of the kitchen quickly and glanced in the direction of the door, but her eyes were quickly attracted to the bowl of Yangzhou fried rice on the table.
"Gululu~"
Listening to the cry of her stomach, Connie sat down at the table helplessly, glanced secretly in the direction of the kitchen, and said to herself: "I ran away after eating this. This must not be a human being, but a terrible demon. I Stay away from him, otherwise you will be eaten dry."
Then she picked up the spoon and scooped out a spoonful of Yangzhou fried rice. The aroma of egg came to her face.
The rice is wrapped in golden eggs, with clear grains, and various ingredients are cut into the size of rice grains.
In the tribe, she ate large pieces of meat every day, roasted and boiled. She had never seen such beautifully cooked food.
"Father said that when eating meat, you should eat it in big bites. Will it really taste good if it is cut into such small pieces?" Connie put the fried rice into her mouth with a skeptical attitude.
The egg almost melts in your mouth, the winter bamboo shoots and green beans cut into rice-sized pieces are crisp and delicious, and the rice wrapped in the egg is full of sweetness after chewing.
The soft and glutinous ham is rubbed into the rice, and it seems to have the taste of shrimp!
All kinds of flavors were contained in this one mouthful, and her mouth, which had been tasteless except for snow for several days, was suddenly awakened.
The taste buds are reveling in the excitement of this wonderful taste.
After swallowing it, the fried rice turned into a stream of warmth and slid into her stomach. Connie felt warm all over her body. Her hungry stomach was gently soothed, and then she made an even stronger desire to eat.
"Hmm! This is so delicious!!!"
Connie couldn't help but praise, picked up the spoon and scooped another spoonful of rice into her mouth, chewing it with a happy face.
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