The corners of Mo Yuan's lips raised slightly, and then he tore off a hind leg from the roasted golden pig. "The meat in this part is the most tender."

"Really?" Luo Xiaoman's eyes lit up, then he took his hind legs and gnawed down...

"master……"

"Ah, it's hot."

Seeing Luo Xiaoman's grievances constantly waving his little hand, and fanning his hot mouth, Mo Yuan couldn't laugh or cry.

"Master, don't worry, good things need to be tasted slowly."

"Oh." Luo Xiaoman licked his hot red mouth, and then took a careful bite of his hind leg meat.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up and her face was full of surprises.

Delicious!

The meat is tender and juicy, fat but not greasy, crispy in the mouth and endless aftertaste. Isn't it too delicious?

Da Bai next to him, seeing that Luo Xiaoman's expression was so stunning, he couldn't help it anymore and rushed on the other hind leg.

However, Mo Yuan threw a fierce look over him, squeezing him severely.

"This is for the master." Mo Yuan said solemnly, then tore off his front leg and threw it over. "this is for you!"

His big white eyes lit up, and he bit the front leg in one bite. The tender meat instantly filled his mouth, causing him to whimper with satisfaction.

Here, the corner of Ji Wuya's eyes jumped wildly, the smell of meat, the sound of eating meat, constantly impacting his soul.

Hold on!

Never bow to gourmet food.

Ji Wuya, you have to imagine that these delicacies are terrible, and you don't want to eat them at all.

"Yuan, when will you make these delicious?" Luo Xiaoman muttered while chewing on his hind legs.

Although her mouth full of oil is funny, she can't stop the cuteness in the bones of this snack.

The corners of Mo Yuan's mouth raised slightly, raised his hand, and wiped Luo Xiaoman's greasy little mouth with an index finger.

The movements are very gentle, for fear of hurting this little ancestor.

"Because the master likes to eat, so I will do it."

"..."

Luo Xiaoman was taken aback, blinked, and looked at Mo Yuan blankly.

She still remembered that when Mo Yuan was picked up, this guy couldn't even take care of himself. It was like a blank sheet of paper.

How could such a little white make such delicious food?

In fact, Mo Yuan didn't know how to do it at first. Later, seeing Luo Qingyi often bring delicious food to Luo Xiaoman, which made her very happy.

From then on, he secretly learned to make good food.

His motive is very pure, that is, he wants to make delicious and enjoyable food for the master.

"Yuan, you are so kind." Luo Xiaoman raised his hand, wiped his small mouth, and handed it over another hind leg. "Come on, eat together."

"..." Mo Yuan was startled, and looked at this hind leg with low eyes.

"Come on, you're welcome, the food will be more delicious if you eat it together." Luo Xiaoman smiled, really cute, and very exciting.

"it is good."

Mo Yuan raised his hand, about to grab this hind leg, and suddenly turned around, just kicking it over.

"Hey, calm down." Ji Wuya didn't know when, appeared behind Mo Yuan, the hand that came out seemed to take his hind legs.

However, it happened to be blocked by Mo Yuan's feet.

"Didn't the master just say that food is more delicious if you eat together." Ji Wuya sneered, licking his lips from time to time, staring at the oily hind legs.

"Do you want to eat?" Luo Xiaoman's eyes rolled, and he smiled slyly, "You are the big brother Yuan Yisheng! After all, he did it by himself."

"..." Ji Wuya struggled, which was too torturous.