I rely on food to keep furry

Qin Minghao smelled a fragrance in his sleep. This faint fragrance reminded him of his mother's embrace. He tossed and turned on the bed, got up from the bed a little bit unbearably, changed his clothes and walked along the fragrance, and then saw A restaurant with lights on.

Normally, he would never enter such a small restaurant, but today he made an exception.

Qin Minghao opened the door and came in, which surprised the two people in the restaurant. Gu Ning was the first to see Qin Minghao in pajama pants, and then heard the other party ask:

"Do you still cook food?"

Gu Ning looked at his outfit and didn't have the heart to refuse, so he nodded and said, "Do it."

"But only lean meat porridge."

"Ok."

Sitting in his seat, Qin Minghao didn't know what he was thinking, his thoughts had already drifted far away.

When Gu Ning was in a trance, Gu Ning's porridge was brought up, Qin Minghao took a sip, and a thought flashed in his mind that this was the taste, and tears couldn't help but slide down his face.

This made Gu Ning dumbfounded, but he was sensible and didn't say anything.

The soft and rotten shredded pork was chewed to pieces by Qin Minghao, and the refreshing rapeseed made him look brand new, and the soft and sweet taste made him unable to help but put down the spoon and pick up the bowl, and drank directly from the side of the bowl.

Tears also flowed into his mouth, and the salty taste also flowed into his heart.

It turns out that human tears are salty.

Gu Ning did not expect that his bowl of porridge could make people cry. He silently held a tissue and placed it in front of Qin Minghao.

Qin Minghao wiped his tears with a tissue and said, "Thank you for letting me feel my mother's embrace."

Qin Minghao's words were a little embarrassing, he soon realized, and added: "This taste is exactly the same as my mother's, I miss it very much."

"I see."

"Thank you for the food. It's delicious. I hope to see you at food conferences in the future." After speaking, Qin Minghao got up and left with a card on the table.

Gu Ning also realized that the other party did not pay, but the other party left too fast, so he could only give up.

After that, he lowered his head and picked up the card on the table, looking at the large characters [Gourmet Conference-East Division Qualification] stamped on it with gilt, and several kinds of food were engraved on the card.

Gu Ning checked the gourmet conference, it is held every four years, the contestants are limited to below the fifth rank, and the spiritual chefs above the fifth rank will participate in the Master of Cooking Competition.

Because the strength has not yet reached the level of participating in the God of Cooking Competition, Gu Ning only looked at the information of the food conference.

The food conference originated 1000 years ago, mainly to select capable young people to compete with spiritual chefs from other countries to win glory for the country.

And this audition will be held a month later, in the Eastern Division Level 1 Star Pearl Competition.

The screening rules are different for each session, and they need to be known on the same day.

Because it would take some time before the game started, Gu Ning turned off the optical brain and lay down on the bed to sleep, while Hu Jiu also jumped on the bed and nestled naturally on his neck and shoulders.

Gu Ning scratched his chin and said, "It's really heavy."

This made Hu Jiu feel dissatisfied and rubbed Gu Ning's shoulders with his teeth through his clothes, leaving behind a lot of saliva.

Gu Ning had no choice but to get up and change into a new pajamas, and he took off the clothes in front of Hu Jiu, noticing that the other party was staring at him tightly, and said: "Little perverted dog."

After that, he changed his clothes, lay down under the quilt and put his hands on Hu Jiu's waist, brushing the smooth hair a few times with his palms, and then fell into a deep sleep, but Hu Jiu couldn't fall asleep for a long time.