“Forgot!”

"Forgot?" An Tingyu resisted the urge to chop him with the kitchen knife. She took a deep breath and said, "Then where can I find food to fill your stomach?"

"cellar!"

"Then how do I get to the cellar?" An Tingyu gritted her teeth again. Couldn't this bastard say a few more words? Did she have to ask every question one by one? Would she die if he told her how to get to the cellar while talking about it?

This time, Xing Mo didn't even say a word. He just turned around, walked out the door and pressed a switch, and then a wall in the kitchen slowly moved away.

Looking at this handsome foreign guy with a paralyzed face, An Tingyu sighed and could only say: "I have come to an extraordinary place."

A monk who doesn't shave his head, wear robes, or Buddhist beads, and lives in a palace instead of a temple. He also has formations and even a cellar that looks like a secret room. She really came to a strange and inexplicable place.

Following the demon, they entered the cellar. The cellar was spacious and contained nearly a year's worth of food, and there was also...

An Tingyu rolled her eyes suddenly. There was everything in this cellar, even the wine and meat. She really doubted whether this Xingmo was a monk. But if he was not, others would call him Master Xingmo.

An Tingyu found a basket in the cellar and put some food she wanted to eat in it, but...

"Carrot?" Xing Mo picked up the carrot, looked at it, and threw it away with a flick of his hand!

An Tingyu's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, but she didn't say anything, but...

"Green pepper?"

stop--

Throw it away too!

“Lotus root…”

Seeing this, An Tingyu lost her patience again, "Those are what I want to eat, idiot! Can't you put what you like in there yourself? I'm not a worm in your stomach, how would I know what you like to eat?"

An Tingyu glared at him unhappily, took the lotus root from his hand, and then picked up the carrot and green pepper.

Xing Mo's expression was a little strange. He stared at An Tingyu for a long time before he took some food and put it into the basket without saying a word.

But looking at what he put in, An Tingyu's expression was even more constipated than his. The corners of her mouth twitched fiercely, and her forehead was dark. Meat? Nothing but meat...

After a while, they finally chose food for two or three days, but then problems arose again.

The two of them stood aside, looking at each other, and neither seemed to want to take the things up.

"You don't expect a woman like me to carry such a big basket, do you? Are you still a man? Do you have the nerve to let a woman do this?"

"Dirty!" Xing Mo stared at the basket with disgust.

At this time, An Tingyu discovered that there was some dirt at the bottom of the basket, but it was just a little bit. She rolled her eyes and simply ignored him, "You think it's dirty? Then don't eat it, and I won't cook it, because today I'm having a vegetable salad, which doesn't need to be cooked."

An Tingyu picked up a cabbage and left without looking back.

Behind him, Xing Mo stared at the basket with a strange expression, then looked at An Tingyu's departing back. After a while, he picked up the basket with one hand and walked out of the cellar.

Looking at the demon who followed out, An Tingyu felt extremely depressed, wondering if this man was an M-type person. He treated her as nothing when she was kind to him, but when she yelled at him a few times, he would take action himself.

"Put it there!" An Tingyu pointed to a place and said.

Xing Mo put down the basket, but did not leave. Instead, he sat on a bench beside him, staring at her with his blue eyes.

An Tingyu frowned. She didn't want to pay attention to him, but when she went to cut vegetables, he stared at her. When she went to pick up rice, he also stared at her. When she went to get firewood, he also stared at her. Even...

"Are you done yet? This is a toilet, a toilet, do you understand?" An Tingyu roared. She had never seen such a person before. He was so sick. His behavior was so weird that no one had ever seen him before. She had no idea what he was thinking.

"I'll stand here."

An Tingyu glared at him, glared at him again, and finally roared, "If you stand at the door, I can't poop! Get away from me, or you won't be able to eat. Do you hear me...?"

An Tingyu was stunned for a long time before she finished speaking the last two words, because before she finished speaking, Xing Mo's figure made a sound and was already ten meters away.

An Tingyu slapped her forehead with one hand, "Oh my God! Who is this person? He's driving me crazy!"

During the meal, An Tingyu filled her plate with rice, picked up some dishes, and walked outside. She found a random place and sat down to eat. But just as she sat down, a figure appeared beside her. An Tingyu paused for a moment, but ignored him. However...

"It's just a little bit of green onion, why are you so picky?" When she cooked the meat, she added a little bit of chopped green onion for seasoning, but the man actually picked out the green onions bit by bit.

"It's green and tastes bad."

An Tingyu laughed helplessly, "Green onions, green onions, aren't they green? Could they be yellow? You're picky about food, so what excuses are you making? But this is the first time I've seen someone as picky as you. You won't eat anything vegetarian. But I'm surprised, since you won't eat anything, why did you prepare so much?"

Obviously, these were foods he wouldn't eat, and he was alone here. Maybe someone like her would come occasionally, asking for medicine or something, but that wouldn't happen once a year, right? In that case, who else was he going to give it to?

"Someone sent it."

Hearing this, An Tingyu lazily raised her eyebrows. "So it wasn't prepared by you, no wonder. But this person is really generous! He gave me a whole day's worth of food."

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