Shock! Blue Silver Emperor Steals a Technique!

Dai Tianfeng rolled up his sleeves, revealing his muscular forearms.

"Let me show you what it means to 'keep your distance from the kitchen'... Bah, what it means to be 'presentable in the drawing room and capable in the kitchen'!"

He strode up to the freezer and grabbed a handful of meat skewers with an air of nonchalance.

"Today, I will cook myself!"

Dai Tianfeng walked to an empty grill and, imitating Ning Rongrong, threw the meat skewers onto the rack.

Then he picked up the cumin jar and started sprinkling it on with gusto.

The bewildered Star Luo Empire of Xingluo gathered around and began to flatter him.

"Your Majesty is wise!"

"Your Majesty is mighty!"

Only Dai Weisi, seeing the mockery in the eyes of the group of Title Douluo, silently joined the queue behind them...

Ten minutes later.

"Cough cough... cough cough cough!"

Dai Tianfeng was choked by the thick smoke, his eyes watering, and his face covered in soot, looking like he had just crawled out of a coal mine.

On the grill in front of him, several strings of dark, hard, unidentified objects were emitting a pungent, burnt smell.

"This... this cooking time... I haven't quite got it right..."

Dai Tianfeng explained awkwardly, using a shovel to scrape the "carbon" stuck to the wire mesh and pile it on a nearby pile of carbon.

He picked up a string of berries that were still barely discernible and took a bite.

"Pooh!"

Burnt, bitter, and spicy!

The three flavors intertwined and exploded in his mouth, almost killing him.

Dai Tianfeng's face instantly turned a deep liver color.

He turned his head stiffly, only to be met with more than a dozen pairs of eyes filled with concern for people with intellectual disabilities.

Bone Douluo leisurely picked up a skewer of golden, crispy, and sizzling lamb that Ning Rongrong had just grilled, deliberately walked up to Dai Tianfeng, and exaggeratedly blew on it.

"Awoo--"

He took a bite with relish, letting out a satisfied sigh, the rich aroma of meat instantly filling Dai Tianfeng's nostrils.

"Mmm... this is life."

"Gurgle..."

In the midst of deathly silence, Dai Tianfeng's stomach uttered an untimely and loud protest.

Seeing his expression, the ministers of the Star Luo Empire shrugged, as if trying to suppress some inappropriate emotions.

"What are you laughing at!" Dai Tianfeng, enraged and embarrassed, smashed the string of charcoal in his hand to the ground. "I... I just made a mistake! It was just a mistake!"

"Oh."

Bone Douluo responded slowly, took another bite of meat, and mumbled, "Then Your Majesty, if you continue to make mistakes, we won't disturb you any longer."

Golden Crocodile Douluo was even more direct. He patted Ning Rongrong's chair back and said, "Girl, ignore the charcoal burner and keep going!"

Ning Rongrong: "..."

She felt deeply insulted.

But seeing the group of menacing old men, she wisely chose to keep quiet, and her hands moved even faster.

Dai Tianfeng stood there, caught in a dilemma.

Walk?

He, the mighty Star Luo Emperor, hasn't eaten properly all day. He's spent so much money, and now, just smelling this makes his legs weak.

Keep?

He just gave those old guys a piece of his mind and even threatened to cook for them himself to prove them wrong.

Now, instead of getting his face slapped, he's ended up swollen from hitting himself.

"Your Majesty, perhaps... we should leave?" The Prime Minister cautiously approached and suggested in a low voice.

"Go my ass!" Dai Tianfeng gritted his teeth.

He stared fiercely at the meat skewers that Ning Rongrong was flipping through; their golden color and dripping oil were the most wicked temptation in the world to him.

"A true man can bend and stretch..." Dai Tianfeng silently repeated to himself a hundred times.

Finally, reason (appetite) triumphed over pride.

He took a deep breath, tried his best to adopt the most majestic imperial demeanor, and walked rather unambitiously toward... that long queue.

"Make way for me," Dai Tianfeng said coldly to Dai Weisi in front of him, standing at the end of the line.

Dai Weisi, who was craning his neck and staring longingly ahead, turned around upon hearing this, his face showing a look of utter disbelief. "Father? Didn't you want me to...?"

"Enough with the nonsense!" Dai Tianfeng glared at him. "Get out of the way!"

The ministers of the Star Luo Empire looked at each other, then silently, one by one, stood behind Dai Tianfeng.

In the blink of an eye, the team has grown considerably.

"Hey, isn't this the Star Luo Emperor?"

From the front of the group came Chrysanthemum Douluo's sarcastic voice.

He flicked his pinky finger back and glanced at me. "What's wrong? Your 'imperial kitchen' cooking isn't to your liking?"

Dai Tianfeng's face twitched, and he replied stiffly, "I am compassionate towards the people, and occasionally I also want to experience... the pleasure of queuing."

The group exchanged glances, and the next second, laughter erupted from the surrounding area.

A group of titled Douluo laughed so hard they were doubled over.

"Queuing is good! Queuing cultivates character!"

"Your Majesty is indeed magnanimous; I admire you greatly!"

Second floor of the Maple Dye Pavilion.

Lin Feng's room was quiet.

The hustle and bustle outside the window was shut out by the heavy door and the barrier, as if it were two different worlds.

A faint, refreshing fragrance filled the air, mixed with the unique scent of a young girl.

Zhu Zhuqing knelt on the bed.

Her delicate face was now filled with blush and intoxication.

She lowered her head, her soft, boneless hands rhythmically pressing on Lin Feng's lower back.

The force varied, sometimes light, sometimes heavy.

Just minutes ago, her fingertips touched Lin Feng's skin.

She instantly understood why her sister was so obsessed with it.

That feeling, that aura emanating from Lin Feng.

It's more direct and more wonderful than eating any dish.

She was completely immersed in this dual sublimation of body and soul.

His hands unconsciously increased their pressure.

I don't know how much time passed.

Lin Feng's breathing became long and steady.

He fell asleep.

Zhu Zhuqing's movements also stopped.

She slowly raised her head.

That handsome profile, so close yet so far, exuded a fatal attraction under the dim light.

Her heart started racing again.

A thought so audacious it startled even herself surged into her mind.

The benefits are so great simply from the contact of the hands.

What if the contact area were even larger?

Her cheeks were as red as ripe tomatoes.

She trembled as she slowly untied the bath towel from her body.

The white bath towel, like a blooming cotton flower, gently slipped down.

Her flawless, white body was revealed.

She took a deep breath, and then carefully and slowly lay down next to Lin Feng.

That hot body curled up slightly on the bed, like a kitten seeking warmth, snuggling close to her.

Finally, her soft body pressed completely against Lin Feng's broad and sturdy back.

If the energy that flowed in through the contact of our hands was a gentle stream...

At that moment, what emanated from the point where their bodies were pressed together was a vast, surging, and roaring ocean!

"Hmm..."

Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but let out a soft sound, and her whole body went limp instantly.

An indescribable feeling of comfort spread through her limbs like an electric current, making her soul tremble and cheer.

She felt as if she were floating on warm clouds, every cell of her body enveloped and nourished by endless life energy.

So... so comfortable...

So that's the real reason why my sister was so obsessed with it!

Zhu Zhuqing slowly closed her eyes and sighed contentedly.

A smile, sweeter than sweet, appeared on her lips.

She simply lay beside him.

Just for a little while.

It'll be over in a little while...

And on the windowsill not far away.

The leaves of that Blue Silver Emperor were comfortably curled up, holding their own Soul Bone.

The golden veins of the leaves shimmered rhythmically, sometimes bright, sometimes dark, as if they were breathing.

Suddenly, its leaves stopped moving.

It "looked" at the bed.

He saw the female creature, which wrapped around Lin Feng like a vine.

Then I saw Lin Feng's undisguised look of satisfaction even in his sleep.

It recalled the painful experience not long ago when it had clung to Lin Feng's neck as a scarf, only to have it ruthlessly ripped off and stuffed into a flowerpot.

It then looked at the female creature on the bed.

So... it was because of the wrong posture?

The leaf seemed to suddenly realize something and straightened up abruptly.

I learned something!

The next second, it coiled its Soul Bone, quietly changed direction, and began practicing various difficult Entanglement postures against the wall...