The Cook King Competition officially starts tonight.
Upon hearing it's at night, Xuan Jiu got excited: "It's dark at night, so they won't notice if I cook poisonous mushrooms."
"I'm a judge, I heard that." Huaiqing reminded from the side.
"Baby, you can play deaf." Xiao Jinsheng raised her hand and patted the back of Huaiqing's hand.
Huaiqing turned his hand to hold hers, and replied with a smile: "Alright."
Xuan Jiu's gaze was cool and cold as he watched this sheep, who quietly attracted Xiao Jinsheng's attention upon arrival.
A fox tail behind him fell, with one tail directly wrapping around from Xiao Jinsheng's wrist to her arm.
Seeing Xuan Jiu's growing desire to compete, Huaiqing chuckled softly: "Why such hostility towards me?"
"If it weren't for me, you wouldn't even be able to enter this house." Huaiqing's smile was friendly, but without warmth.
Having heard about this situation repeatedly after being reproached again and again.
Huaiqing decided to mock himself.
