Mu Shiyue didn't let Qin Yivi reduce the fire, but poured another bucket of water.

Then, continue to poke, poke, poke, shovel and shovel.

Seeing that all the delicious ingredients had turned into a paste, she added another handful of salt.

Looking at this lethal dose of salt, Xin Rui: "..."

His eyes were filled with fear, and he couldn't help swallowing and took a step back.

He tilted his head and looked at his junior fellow student beside him.

Chu Jingzhuo nodded at him with a serious expression.

Xin Rui was full of absurdity: "..."

Is this edible?!

But that’s not all.

Mu Shiyue looked at the pot of porridge and felt that the color was too light, so he poured in a lot of soy sauce.

Xin Rui took a step back with a horrified expression, and his breathing stopped.

What kind of dark cuisine is this?!

He looked nervously at the Soul-Devouring Tiger beside him, fearing that it would go berserk!

But what shocked him was that the Soul Devouring Tiger wasn't angry at all. Instead, it had a drooling look on its face, and there was even... a drop of saliva at the corner of its mouth?!

Xin Rui's pupils suddenly shrank, and he felt as if the world was shattered!

Mu Shiyue devoted himself to the cooking and happily made a big pot of porridge.

Mu Shiyue took the tableware that the Spirit-Devouring Tiger had just used, took out a ladle, and directly scooped a ladle of paste and poured it in.

"Okay, let's eat."

Xin Rui: "..."

“Roar~”

The Soul-Eating Tiger cheered happily, not caring that the food was still steaming hot, and dived straight in to start devouring it!

With just a few rustles, the whole bowl of porridge was finished!

"Woo woo~" The Soul-Devouring Tiger raised its head and called out to Mu Shiyue, urging her to hurry up.

"I understand." Mu Shiyue filled another pot for it.

After a few more bites, the whole pot was finished.

“Roar~”

"Okay, stop pushing me."

Mu Shiyue filled another pot for it.

The Soul-Eating Tiger was eating with great joy, wishing it could stick its head into the pot.

Eating it bit by bit is too slow!

It thinks so and does so.

Then, Mu Shiyue knocked its head, "This is a pot, not your food bowl!"

"Woo woo~" The Spirit-Devouring Tiger groaned in grievance and could only continue to eat from the bowl obediently.

The three people next to him: "..."

Several people looked at each other, feeling extremely absurd.

"This... seems a little familiar?" Xin Rui said in a low voice.

"I think so too." Chu Jingzhuo nodded.

Qin Yiwei: "..."

If she remembered correctly, it seemed that ordinary families also raised pigs in this way!

Mu Shiyue really treated the Soul-Devouring Tiger like a pig.

As a pig, she cooks pig food very well!

If she hadn't encountered an accident, she might have become a big pig farmer!

She also learned postpartum care for sows!

Mu Shiyue felt sorry for the Soul-Devouring Tiger as he watched it eat so happily.

After the Spirit-Devouring Tiger finished eating the pot of porridge, he wanted to continue eating, but was directly rejected by Mu Shiyue.

Everyone could clearly see that there was a hint of displeasure on its face.

It’s a pity that Mu Shiyue doesn’t tolerate it at all.

The weight of the day is gone!

Unable to succeed, the Soul-Devouring Tiger ran away angrily.

Before Qin Yivi and the other two could think of anything, it came again!

Three people: "..."

Of course, there is no need to worry at all!