C1012 Feeding as a sky

Serpent King Lu Shetao was only cooking the most ordinary Egg-Fried Rice.

However, it was obvious from the lack of stock that the other party's standards were very high. Every single grain of rice was rolling in the air and dancing about. They were stained with a golden oily color and exuded an extremely enticing aura.

Lu Ya was secretly swallowing saliva. It was just a plate of fried rice