"Why are you back so late? Didn't you just say hello to the Queen?"

After returning home, Columbia came over with a worried look. Just like a wife who stays at home alone, waiting for her husband to come home.

"After saying hello to the Ice Queen, I also met Ying and Paimon, and then helped them find a hotel." Looking at Columbia in front of him, Jingliu reached out and hugged her into his arms. middle.

"Oh." Columbia nodded after listening to Jingliu's words.

"That's right." Columbia broke away from Jingliu's arms, then took Jingliu's hand and pulled her to the living room.

"I made some dishes for you and wanted you to evaluate them."

"Cooking? Columbia, do you know how to cook?"

Hearing this, Columbia's face turned slightly red, and she said with some embarrassment:

"After all, I can't always help you when I'm around you, so I was wondering if I could help you somewhere else."

"So you started learning to cook?"

After listening to Columbia's words, Jingliu finally understood. He must have felt a little embarrassed when he found that he couldn't help him.

Jingliu originally wanted to tell Columbia that he loved her and didn't need to ask her to pay anything. Being happy and safe was the most important thing.

But looking at Columbia's very serious expression, Jingliu couldn't help but want to tease her.

"Columbia, who told you that you can't help me with anything? You obviously helped me solve the biggest problem, right?"

"The biggest favor? What kind of favor?" Hearing this, Columbia also stopped curiously.

What's the biggest favor you've done to Jingliu? what is it then? Why don't you have an impression?

Seeing Columbia's thoughtful expression, Jingliu smiled slightly, brought his mouth to her ear, and blew out a breath of hot air.

"Columbia, you have solved my physical needs..."

"Hmm..." The sensitive areas of her ears were tickled by the hot breath exhaled from Jingliu's mouth, causing Columbia to moan involuntarily.

"Biological... physiological needs? What is that?"

Recalling what Jingliu had just said, Columbia asked with some confusion.

Hearing this, Jingliu couldn't help but reveal a bad smile.

"Do you want to know? If you want to know, be more conscious at night, strip naked and come to my bed to warm me up."

Colombia:…

Listening to Jingliu's words, Columbia instantly understood what the so-called "physiological needs" were. For a moment, Columbia's face turned as rosy as an apple. Looking at Jingliu, she couldn't help but want to bite it. One mouthful.

"First...eat first..." Columbia lowered her head, looking at Jingliu in embarrassment. Holding his hand, he quickly pulled Jingliu into the living room.

……

"Brother...Columbia...this...did you do this?"

Looking at the slightly dark dishes on the table, Jingliu suppressed a smile and looked at Columbia.

"Hmm, how about it? It looks pretty good, right?" Columbia said this, staring at Jingliu with sparkling eyes, as if she was expecting Jingliu's answer.

"It's... quite good, hahaha..."

Looking at the unknown and even slightly weird dishes on the table, and then looking at the expectant expression on Columbia's face, Jingliu went against his own will and said such a sentence.

"Well, Jingliu, you should eat it quickly. Although I have taken measures to keep it warm, you should eat it early. It won't taste good if it gets cold." When Columbia heard Jingliu's words, the smile on her face seemed to be about to break out. Flowers are coming.

He quickly pulled Jingliu to find a seat and sat down, and then placed all the dishes neatly in front of Jingliu, his eyes full of anticipation.

Looking forward to Kyoryu’s evaluation of himself after eating the dishes.

Looking at the dishes in front of him, some cold sweat broke out on Jingliu's back.

"Um...Columbia, have you ever eaten it yourself?"

"Huh?" Columbia didn't expect Jingliu to ask this. She was a little stunned, but she quickly responded.

"That's not true. After all, this is my first time cooking, so I still want us to taste it together."

"If I eat it, the dish will lose its first time."

"For my first time, I still want to leave it to you Jingliu."

"So, Jingliu, eat quickly and tell me how you feel after eating." Columbia held her face with her hands and looked at Jingliu expectantly, looking forward to Jingliu's thoughts after eating the dishes.

Jingliu:......

If he hadn't looked at the innocent smile on Columbia's face, Jingliu would have thought that Columbia was sent by someone to assassinate him.

"That...Columbia."

Hearing this, Jingliu forced out a smile.

"I'm quite full now, can I not eat?"

"I don't want to eat... Okay then..." Hearing this, the expectation on Columbia's face instantly turned into disappointment, and she felt quite depressed.

"Then I'll eat alone..."

Just when Columbia stood up and was about to put all the dishes in front of her, she was suddenly stopped by Jingliu.

"I eat, I eat."

Seeing Columbia's aggrieved expression on the verge of tears, Jingliu couldn't bear it.

Looking at the dark dishes on the table that seemed to be made by the soul of an innocent person, Jingliu raised his chopsticks tremblingly and picked up a piece...a puddle? Not sure what the dishes were up to.

Feeling that it seemed to contain terrifying power, Jingliu swallowed. Then, under Columbia's expectant gaze, he put it into his mouth.

"Huh?" After eating the dishes, Jingliu made a confused voice.

Although it looks very bad on the surface, it actually has no taste.

"elder brother……"

But just when Jingliu was about to tell Columbia that the food was delicious, his taste buds suddenly felt a suffocating taste.

Jingliu didn't know what to use to describe this taste. All the words in the world couldn't describe it. To describe it in one sentence, if Jingliu was asked to choose between eating dirt or eating this, Jingliu would choose to eat dirt without hesitation.

Feeling the scent dancing crazily on his taste buds, Jingliu quickly closed his sense of taste. Even though his sense of taste was turned off, Jingliu was still a little scared, and his back was already wet with cold sweat.

"How's it going?" Columbia asked with great anticipation as she watched Jingliu eat it.

Hearing this, Jingliu was silent for a while, not knowing what Columbia would say when it was time.

Say it's delicious? That's not okay. The taste just now, regardless of whether it tastes good or not, has nothing to do with eating. I can't go against my own conscience and say it tastes good.

But what if Colombia’s self-confidence is damaged by saying it’s not delicious?

In this regard, Jingliu thought of a solution, and two words slowly popped out of his mouth.

"good."

……

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