The Demon Sect Leader of Holographic Online Games

Tang Yuanyuan walked over slowly, and under Fu Qingci's cold gaze, with a heroic expression on her face, she picked up a piece of braised carp with chopsticks, closed her eyes and fed it into her mouth.

"... Is it so unpalatable?" Fu Qingci frowned, and stuffed a chopstick of steamed pork ribs into her mouth. I have to say that Fu Qingci's temperament is extraordinary and refined, and he looks like he has already been bigu. He is a fairy, but when he eats the fireworks in the world, his posture is also first-class and elegant.

I saw his slender white fingers holding the clear jade chopsticks. The skin color and the jade color complement each other, making the whiter and whiter more white, and the clearer more clear. A piece of steamed pork ribs was slowly put into the mouth.

Fu Qingci's eating posture was really beautiful, even Baili Wuyuan, who was completely attracted by the food, subconsciously noticed Fu Qingci's fingers holding the jade chopsticks.

Everyone has the desire to love beauty, and Baili Wuyuan is no exception... He loves beauties, and he loves beauties' hands even more.

Fu Qingci's hands were slender and fair, as white as jade, very beautiful, and at a certain moment even suppressed Baili Wuyuan's obsession with food... But, it was only for a moment.

Soon, Baili Wuyuan's attention returned to those delicious dishes.

Tang Yuanyuan ate a few mouthfuls of food with a hopeless expression on her face, then threw down her chopsticks and sat on the stone bench with a broken can and broken gesture, desperately unwilling to use her chopsticks again.

Although the dishes Fu Qingci cooks with cooking skills are very good, the problem is that whoever eats the same dishes for three meals a day will get tired... and the dishes cooked with cooking skills in this game, no matter how much they cook Over and over, the taste is the same, there is no difference between salty and light, the same dish, the same taste, eat every day, no matter how delicious it is, it tastes like chewing wax.

Fu Qingci gave him a cold look, Tang Yuanyuan bent down and buried her baby face in her arms, pretending to be dead.

Then Fu Qingci's eyes turned to Baili Wuyuan, and Baili Wuyuan's expressionless eyes lit up, and then, without waiting for Fu Qingci's order, he picked up chopsticks and ate.

He first picked up a chopstick of steamed pork ribs, chewed and ate it slowly, this steamed pork ribs is delicious and clear soup, smooth and delicate, as soon as he bites down, the pork ribs melt between his teeth, the light soup It just flowed out.

Baili Wuyuan's eyes lit up, and he picked up another chopstick of braised carp. The braised carp is tender and fragrant. I feel something is missing.

Thinking of this, Baili Wuyuan asked Fu Qingci expressionlessly: "Is there any rice?" His attitude was very frank.

Fu Qingci glanced at him, and there seemed to be some smiles in his cold eyes... Baili Wuyuan was not sure, but fortunately, Fu Qingci didn't say anything, just waved his sleeves, and a scene appeared on the table. Bowl of rice served in a small porcelain bowl.

Rice is the most basic dish in the cooking skill, and it is also the only dish in the first-level cooking skill. In order to improve the cooking skill from the first level to the second level, Fu Qingci made a lot of rice and forced Tang Yuanyuan and the others to eat some, but He made too much, and he couldn't finish it all at once, so he had to temporarily put it in the package and eat it later.

Although rice has the effect of returning red and blue, but it doesn't return much red. At their level, it can't even return [-]% of the blood, so rice is actually very weak as a red medicine, but it is used for The food is still good.

Baili Wuyuan looked at the bowl of grainy and white millet rice in front of him, took it calmly, picked up a chopstick of braised carp and ate it with the rice, the braised carp tasted fresh and strong, very suitable for bibimbap, The rice mixed with braised carp juice is very fragrant, and Baili Wuyuan finished a bowl in just a few mouthfuls.

Although he raised his head, his expressionless eyes looked at Fu Qingci with sparkling eyes.

Fu Qingci raised his eyebrows, and there was an obvious smile in his eyes, but he still didn't say anything, and put a bowl of millet rice in front of Baili Wuyuan again.

Baili Wuyuan's eyes lit up, and he quickly finished another bowl...

Soon, the few dishes on the table were wiped out by Baili Wuyuan's wind and clouds, and after he touched his slightly swollen stomach and burped in satisfaction, Tang Yuanyuan sat down belatedly. When I got up, I was shocked to find that those dishes had been wiped out!

So he immediately looked at Baili Wuyuan with a look of admiration, showing the expression "I really deserve to be the leader".

Fu Qingci gave him a cold look, then looked at Baili Wuyuan, and then he said: "In that case, there are some in my package...let's deal with it together." He waved his sleeves, and the table The plate with residual soup and water on it disappeared, and there were more dishes that were exactly the same as before.

Baili Wuyuan: "..."

Even if he is the leader of the Demon Cult, it doesn't mean he can eat so many dishes!

Baili Wuyuan looked at his hunger bar, it had dropped to zero.

Just when Baili Wuyuan was thinking about whether to pack these dishes and take them back with a blank expression, a little furry head popped out of his arms.

After the little panda arched out, it first rubbed its small head against Baili Wuyuan's chest, then pouted its little nose, and turned its face towards the table... Immediately, its eyes lit up!

Sure enough, if there is an owner, there must be a pet.

Immediately, the little panda began to cry in a childish voice. Its cry was a bit like a kitten, and a bit like a human cub. It was somewhere in between.

After Fu Qingci looked at the little panda with cold eyes, it seemed to melt a little: "Is this your pet?" He asked Baili Wuyuan.

Baili Wuyuan nodded expressionlessly, and reached out to rub the back of the little panda's neck.

The little panda wailed, rubbing Baili Wuyuan's hand for a while, and facing the direction of the table of dishes for a while, the intention was very obvious - begging for food!

Tang Yuanyuan looked at the little panda, and immediately made a Xizi holding her heart: "It's so cute! I feel like my heart has been poked!" Then he screamed and rushed towards the little panda, wanting to reach out and squeeze it.... Yuan kicked away expressionlessly.

"My lord, let me touch it~" Tang Yuanyuan rushed over and rubbed Baili Wuyuan's thigh back and forth.

Baili Wuyuan kicked Tang Yuanyuan away mercilessly again.

"Is it hungry?" Fu Qingci's eyes were warm, as if he loved this little furry animal very much.

Baili Wuyuan pondered for a moment, and couldn't bear to tell Fu Qingci that the little panda's hunger level was zero at this time.

Ever since he almost starved the little panda to death, every time he goes online, he will remember to caress the little panda and feed the little panda. After feeding the little panda until his stomach is full, he will start the day's mission... plus the There is a lot of food stuffed, and if the little panda is hungry, it will find something to eat by itself. Now every time he summons the little panda, or the little panda runs out by itself, its hunger level is zero, and its stomach is always full status.

It's strange to say that this little panda has almost become a sperm, and it actually finds food in the owner's package by itself.

Could other people's pets be this smart?

The little panda seemed to understand Fu Qingci's words, and immediately howled in a childish voice, desperately trying to be cute and begging to be fed.

It rolled and rolled on Baili Wuyuan's knees with short hands and short legs, exposing the soft white belly, rubbing it with its small paws, as if to indicate that it was very hungry now.

Baili Wuyuan remained expressionless, and decided not to expose it.

"Let me feed it." Fu Qingci looked at Baili Wuyuan, with a pleading tone in his tone, "Can you..." He paused, after all, he was very dissatisfied with Baili Wuyuan before. Friendly, but now he is begging to feed Baili Wuyuan's pet... His tone is slightly hesitant.

Looking at Fu Qingci's cold eyebrows and slightly pursed lips, Baili Wuyuan pondered for a while expressionlessly...

Fu Qingci can cook.

Fu Qingci's dishes are delicious.

Fu Qingci likes little pandas.

Fu Qingci cooks a lot of delicious dishes to feed the red pandas.

Baili Wuyuan is the owner of the little panda.

Fu Qingci cooks a lot of delicious dishes to please the owner of the little panda.

make a deal!

So Baili Wuyuan nodded, and handed the cute little panda to Fu Qingci with a blank face.

Fu Qingci paused, and reached out to pick up a certain cute little panda.

His movements are very unfamiliar, and he seems to be unable to grasp the scale of how to hold the little panda. Finally, he carefully put the little panda on his knees, letting the little panda's chubby body nest between his knees, and the little panda nestled obediently. On his lap, looking at him with bright eyes.

Fu Qingci couldn't help but reached out and rubbed the little panda's furry belly, and the little panda obediently rubbed Fu Qingci's hand with its fur.

Seeing the two loving exchanges, Tang Yuanyuan rolled on the ground jealously: "I don't obey and I don't obey! Why can he hold the little panda and I can't even touch it!"

Baili Wuyuan glanced at him expressionlessly, he can cook, can you?

Tang Yuanyuan understood Baili Wuyuan's meaning like a god from his expressionless face: "I'm going to learn cooking skills tomorrow! I also want to cook and hook up with little pandas!"

As soon as the bold words came out, within three seconds, Tang Yuanyuan immediately gave up.

If he also learns cooking skills, it means that he also needs to cook a lot of dishes to gain proficiency like Fu Qingci, which means that he has to eat the same dishes every day until he vomits.

"...Forget it, I'll just look at it, not touch it." Tang Yuanyuan babbled and gave up on this decision, looking eagerly at the cute little panda rolling on Fu Qingci's lap.

At this time, Fu Qingci's brows and eyes were different from the softness in the past. His originally cold face seemed to melt, and the corners of his lips were also slightly curved. He opened his mouth and swallowed it.

The curvature of the corners of Fu Qingci's mouth became more obvious, and the little panda rubbed Fu Qingci's hand holding the chopsticks with its furry head again. Fu Qingci understood, and picked up another rib.

Baili Wuyuan looked at the picture of a man and a panda living in harmony, but an inexplicable word popped up in his mind—harmonious mother and child.

But Tang Yuanyuan looked at the "mother and child harmony" feeding picture, and muttered belatedly: "Pandas can eat this? Pandas can eat that? Don't pandas only eat bamboo?"

Baili Wuyuan glanced at him expressionlessly, thinking that it is so rare... This little panda even eats poisonous insects.

But he also knew that this little panda was unusual. At this time, the little panda was acting cute just to beg for food. It was smarter than a seven or eight-year-old human child...it really became a genius.