Time passed quickly. When Lu Man woke up the next day, he saw the thin quilt covering himself and thought about who carried him back to the room.
She stretched out, looked at the sunshine outside, got out of bed, washed up and went straight to the restaurant.
"Good morning, miss~"
The little cleaning robot she met on the road greeted her happily, and two pink hearts appeared on the display.
"Good morning, little A, who is responsible for cooking today?"
Lu Man returned the greeting and asked expectantly.
The result of technological development is to enjoy life better.
Lu Man always believed in this sentence and implemented it to the end, so she reprogrammed the original robot and imported some home-cooked recipes into it.
Since then, robots have been responsible for cooking three meals a day in the courtyard.
"Little C cooked the food today." Robot Little A thought about it, and a surprise emoji appeared on the display screen, "Little C cooked preserved egg and lean meat porridge today, as well as pumpkin pie."
Lu Man rubbed its smooth and round head, "Thank you, little A!"
Little A, who stayed where he was, looked at Lu Man's retreating figure, and the display screen kept emitting love light waves.
Today’s Manman is also very cute!
When Lu Mann walked to the restaurant, others had already arrived and were taking out their own bowl of porridge from the kitchen, preparing to sit down and enjoy it slowly.
Even Fu Lan had a bowl in front of him.
Lu Man pulled out her chair and sat down. Her portion had already been brought out by Xiangyang, and the temperature was just right.
QQ's bouncy preserved eggs are paired with soft porridge, and minced meat for fresh seasoning. Every time you take a bite, you feel a warm current sliding down your esophagus to your stomach, which is very comforting.
The golden-fried pumpkin pie is even more special. It has a crispy skin and a soft and glutinous interior. The deliciousness bursts on the tip of the tongue, playing a gorgeous music that only belongs to pumpkin.
Lu Mann stretched out his hand and gave a thumbs up to Little C, and praised sincerely, "Little C is great, how can I live without you?"
Song Zhensheng was holding pumpkin cakes when he suddenly felt a heavy pressure from the side. The pumpkin cake in his hand fell back to the plate and spun around in a circle.
He turned around stiffly and saw Fu Lan drinking his porridge angrily with a dark face.
"Zhensheng, what's wrong with you?"
Lu Man asked with concern, and Song Zhensheng felt that the pressure around him became heavier again.
He swallowed nervously, and Lu Man explained as if nothing happened, "I didn't hold it firmly and dropped it all of a sudden."
After picking up the piece of pumpkin pie, Song Zhensheng ate it as quickly as possible and then moved away from the bomb on the dining table that had an unknown link.
He returned to the kitchen with the bowl in hand, and saw Little C, who was looking at him with a bad face, smiling like a flower. Fireworks were set off on the screen, and invisible pink bubbles were rising all over his body.
Song Zhensheng: "..."
So the lady’s current charm has reached the point where she attacks indiscriminately regardless of gender, species, or even life?
It was really scary, but luckily he had only liked Lu Mann's silly little follower since he was a child.
After eating and drinking, it’s time to get down to business.
Lu Man first talked about the planet rating, and then took out the masterpiece he drew last night.
"This is the city distribution map I drew for Canxing." Lu Man stood at the top, speaking in a very heroic tone.
The orcs who were summoned to the meeting at short notice looked at the paintings spread out on the table that looked like ghostly drawings, and looked at each other in confusion.
What did the planet master just say?
This abstract masterpiece, which no one with artistic talent can understand, is actually a city distribution map?
The clear shock in the eyes of the orcs stung Lu Man's eyes. She covered her chest and shouted in pain, "Can't you see it?"
Matt pushed up his glasses, his face showing the same pain as Lu Man's, "I can't tell."
When Lu Man heard this, he stopped his performance and looked at him in shock, "Didn't your resume say you graduated from the Department of Architecture? Why can't you understand such a simple painting?"
I suspect you are cheating on me, but I have no proof!
