Boris had blond hair, and wore a gorgeous European papal robe and a jeweled crown on his head. His eyes and eyebrows contained a hint of sadness, and he looked like a compassionate charlatan.

When Luna heard this, she knew that Boris was talking nonsense again, and she immediately wanted to change the channel, but was stopped by Lin Yin, who was eager to create chaos.

"Listen." Lin Yin said softly.

…

Su Mingan walked into the kitchen.

The kitchen is very large, with dozens of knives hanging on the wall, each of which is extremely sharp.

On the table next to them were more than twenty packages of processed vegetables and meat. They should be the products of Lin Yin and his friends in the afternoon. They could be cooked in a pot, which was very convenient.

Maybe she had already thought that if she put a few whole chickens and ducks here, Su Mingan and others would not deal with the internal organs at all, and might even put them directly into the pot and cook them, performing the nine-turn large intestine.

Su Mingan walked around the huge kitchen for a while before coming to Su Lin's side. Su Lin stood in front of the stove, his hands moved slightly, and the golden light led a ball of sticky mashed potatoes into the soup. Its color was shit yellow, and its concentration was thick and sticky, which made people daydream.

Even when cooking, Su Lin always kept his fingers clean, and his movements were as elegant as if he was performing a sacrifice.

Su Mingan watched for a while and found that Su Lin's movements were surprisingly well organized.

Although the color, fragrance and taste are all very indecent...but at least the movements are normal.

Lu Shuping moved behind Su Mingan.

The two people watched Su Lin cook potato soup quietly. A smell like mud stepped on in the rain gradually began to brew. The yellow soup in the pot even overflowed with the color of matcha, emitting an ominous smell.

"Why are you suddenly so interested in cooking? The same thing happened with milk tea before. I thought you were only interested in jungle." Su Mingan asked.

Su Lin raised his eyes and glanced at the calendar hanging on the wall.

February 7th.

He looked at the page for a few seconds before lowering his head.