All Stars Are My Food Fans

After practicing back and forth for more than an hour, the feeling of fullness has disappeared, replaced by a slight emptiness.

Seeing that Jiang Qiuqiu was exhausted, Mrs. Aier went home and took out a tube of mental repair fluid and handed it to Jiang Qiuqiu.

Jiang Qiuqiu: ...

You don't have to.

There was a strange look on her face again.

Mrs. Al rolled her eyes, "Drink up."

"One sip will make it tasteless. If you don't drink it, you will have no strength to go to the gravity room later."

"...I can go back and get something to eat." Jiang Qiuqiu said with a wink.

Mrs. Eyre: "It's a waste of time to come and go. Besides, the purity of the spiritual power in your food is not enough to quickly restore you to a full state."

"Drink it quickly. If you don't drink it, I'll get you another flavor."

The other so-called flavor is the low version, which is even harder to drink. Jiang Qiuqiu also drank it once. Thinking of the suffocating flavor, she drank the tube numbly.

Unpleasant or unpleasant to drink, at least this one has no taste, and it will lose its taste after a while.

After drinking the nutrient solution, she was in the state of the rest of her life.

Mrs. Eyre couldn't help laughing, "You little girls, just drink some nutrient solution. You look like this after drinking it, and you look like this after drinking idioms. Is it so bad to drink?"

"Yes!" Jiang Qiuqiu said solemnly, "It's really too unpleasant to drink. If there is a choice, I really don't want to be with this."

"You look like this, it reminds me of someone."

Mrs. Eyre's eyes were slightly hazy, and then she turned her head, "He is the same as you, troublesome, and he won't drink this when he is sick."

This tone...with a little nostalgia.

Jiang Qiuqiu stared at her for a while, always feeling that there were many stories in Mrs. Ayer's eyes.

After ten o'clock, Jiang Qiuqiu entered the gravity room.

The 4 times gravity was so overwhelming that people couldn't breathe. Under such gravity, Jiang Qiuqiu subconsciously released his mental power to surround himself, which was considered a confrontation against the outside world and a kind of protection for himself.

Under such enormous pressure, even running in a small room would consume a huge amount of energy. Therefore, Jiang Qiuqiu was already like a person who was fished out of the water without grinding it for two hours.

As usual, she lay down on the sofa in the small living room after her training, and Mrs. Al walked up to her and used her healing mental power to help her sort out her mental power.

The love from the boss made Jiang Qiuqiu a little more spiritual.

"How come it's quadrupled today?"

"I feel like I've gotten used to it three times." The body has gotten used to it, and it's time to start the next step.

Mrs. Eyre paused, but she had lost sight of it.

Unexpectedly, the little girl looked gentle and beautiful, with a lot of assertiveness and persistence, willing to endure hardships, outstanding ability, not arrogant or impetuous, she was a good seedling by nature.

Thinking of something, Mrs. Ayer asked Jiang Qiuqiu, "Can Qiuqiu cook now?"

"Huh? What's the matter?"

"I want to give you a test." Mrs. Eyre has a plan. "The dishes you bring from home are all made with ordinary methods. Didn't you learn about healing spiritual meditation and training recently? Try the healing spiritual power today. Meditate and make a dish for me to see."

"sure."

Jiang Qiuqiu's promised thief pulled fast.

Her sixth sense told her that there must be something in the middle of Mrs. Eyre's sudden request to make her a dish.

"Is there a kitchen here?"

"Do you have basic seasonings and ingredients?"

"All."

She led Jiang Qiuqiu to the kitchen.