The Interstellar Male God

Ling Xing first processed the pumpkin, put it in a special porridge pot, and boiled slowly. After the porridge became thick, he took out a small piece of spiritual ingredients from the space ring and put it into the pot. The ingredients are fully integrated into the porridge.

This space ring is a magic weapon possessed by Luo Lingxing ’s previous life. I did n’t expect this rebirth to come with him. The ring is not high in grade, and there are only some spiritual ingredients that he usually collects, but for him it is very Is useful, especially now that he is an ordinary person ’s body, eating more food with spiritual power can also temper his body.

The human physique in this world is roughly in the middle of A ~ F grade, A grade is stronger, F is the weakest, and of course there are some very good physical fitness that may reach S grade above A grade, double S grade, even triple S grade, However, the number of these people is very small, and even people with three S-level physiques are currently only one in the entire empire, and the last one appeared hundreds of years ago.

Luo Lingxing was born with a C-level physique, neither strong nor weak, but after being injured a year ago, his physique dropped to F-level. This kind of physique, which is as rare as the three-S-level, can be said to be almost waste. If it was n’t for the Luo family ’s various supplements in the past year, looking for various methods, and he secretly nurtured with spiritual food secretly, he just pulled his constitution to the e-level, and may be lying in bed now.

Just when Luo Lingxing was fascinated, the porridge was almost ready, the fragrance gradually diffused, with the unique fragrance of pumpkin, and a very attractive but unspeakable taste, in short, it made people very appetite. , I really want to taste it.

“Is this what you did?” A low voice suddenly sounded behind him, Luo Lingxing was startled, turned instinctively, and then saw a handsome looking man in a military uniform standing behind him, eyes straight Staring straight at him … the porridge pot in his hand.

Luo Lingxing recognized who this person was, the man whom he videotaped with him yesterday, that is, his nominal fiancé, the true owner of this family.

“This is what you did?” Han Junzhan saw the person in front of him looking at him in a daze but not talking, frowning slightly, but the scent from the porridge always seduce his taste buds, making him repeat it a second time. .

Luo Lingxing nodded and asked casually, “Do you want to eat?”

“Yeah.” Han Junzhan replied very rarely, to know that he generally does not eat food made by strangers. Although Luo Lingxing is his nominal fiancé, but now he is just a stranger, but he is not abnormal. Refused, probably because the taste of this porridge is too fragrant, Han Junzhan found a reason for himself in his heart.

Luo Lingxing didn’t mind. Fortunately, he did more when he was doing it. He was going to try it for Aunt Lin and Xiao He. Since the owner of this house is here now, it is natural that the owner of this house is more important. Basic He still knows the situation.

After holding two bowls of porridge, Luo Lingxing brought it to the table, pushed one of them to the man in front of him, and then picked up the spoon to eat his porridge intently.

Han Junzhan first stared at the porridge bowl for a long time. It seemed to be a very ordinary pumpkin porridge, but it smelled very attractive. He picked up the spoon and scooped it into his mouth. His eyes widened slightly. , The wonderful taste jumped at the tip of the tongue, seduce to take another bite.

Unconsciously, Han Junzhan ate up a whole bowl of porridge, and even had some unsatisfactory intentions. When he reacted, he was surprised.

He has not always been a person who values ​​appetite. As long as the food is not too unpalatable, it seems to him the same taste, and there is nothing particularly attractive. However, today is just a small bowl of ordinary porridge, but it makes He had n’t eaten enough, and he even wanted to eat a bowl, but fortunately his reasoning returned, preventing him from saying what he wanted to say next.

Luo Lingxing did not communicate with Han Junzhan, but he naturally collected the tableware and chopsticks he had eaten and took them to the kitchen. The natural behavior was as if they had been together for a long time.

Han Jun Zhan silently looked at the busy Luo Lingxing in the kitchen. The busy exhaustion in the past two days has disappeared a lot, and the spirit is much better. If you can eat such spiritual food every day, maybe there is more than one person living here It’s not a bad thing.