Traveling Through the Stars

Luo Bi smiled brightly: "I thought you would come over in the afternoon."

It's okay if she doesn't answer. Whether she wants to or not, she is Feng Ling's wife. Feng Ling's sharp eyes flashed, and he chuckled: "I came over after the military meeting in the morning."

"I'll go down." Luo Bi said.

Feng Ling let go of Luo Bi and took a look. This woman had darkened after staying on the low-level planet for this period of time. Feng Ling was only surprised for a moment, but didn't care. As long as she was nice, it was fine.

"What are you doing?" Feng Ling asked.

"I haven't had breakfast yet." Luo Bi acted coquettishly.

Feng Ling frowned, took off his military jacket and went to the kitchen.

Seeing the pickled prawns, the man paused, opened the refrigerator, and it was empty. The food cabinet was also empty. Feng Ling felt distressed. He should have come earlier. It can be imagined that Luo Bi was just making do these days.

"Nothing." Luo Bi followed Feng Ling and said, "I dug some wild vegetables and a few handfuls of mushrooms."

Feng Ling was not going to make do, so he took the key to the hover car and planned to go out: "Wait for me at home, I'm going to the dungeon."

Luo Bi imitated Feng Ling and told Feng Ling about the family affairs: "The chief instructor said that there were a lot of prey this time, so he asked us to divide the meat. You go, I won't go, but Bai Juan and the others didn't come to call me."

Feng Ling thought that Luo Bi was not serious about eating, so she acted coquettishly: "Don't go to the dungeon, just make do with lunch."

Making do is absolutely not okay for Feng Ling. The Thunder Flame Warriors can make do with anything, but his wife needs to be pampered to prolong her life. Feng Ling said: "Come on, I'll take you out to eat."

Luo Bi didn't want to go: "I want to eat fried climbing branches."

Feng Ling smiled dotingly: "Be obedient."

Feng Ling took Luo Bi out and went to the nearest high-end consumption place. Those who come here to eat are either rich or noble. Those who can spend money here are not short of interstellar coins.

After sitting down, Feng Ling ordered several dishes with both meat and vegetables, plus a soup.

Feng Ling asked Luo Bi: "Do you want to add anything else?"

Luo Bi said: "I want to eat prawns."

Feng Ling added a fried prawn, and when the ingredients were served, Luo Bi looked at the deceptive fried prawns and kept silent. She thought that the fried prawns were pure prawns, but in fact, the fried prawns were just a side dish, used as a decoration.

There were only about thirty pieces, and it cost five thousand interstellar coins, not to mention the main dish on the plate.

Luo Bi didn't even know what it was, who would want to eat it.

"It's a rip-off." Luo Bi said.

Feng Ling took a small plate, picked up a few fried prawns, and put the small plate next to her: "I'll make it for you later."

Feng Ling couldn't tell Luo Bi the truth. The fried prawns she ordered were rare ingredients, and the nutritional energy might not be very high, but the price of scarce things was high, so she just tried it.

A few children from aristocratic families came over to say hello, and looked at Luo Bi a few more times without leaving a trace.

Luo Bi pretended not to notice and continued eating. Several children from aristocratic families left soon.

After eating outside, Feng Ling sent Luo Bi back to the bedroom for a nap. After handling military affairs on the light computer, Feng Ling came to the large balcony to sort out the things Luo Bi brought back.

Classified, put in the cupboard and refrigerator.

Luo Bi was not very sleepy. She had slept for several days in a row and had rested well. After a short nap, she woke up and Bai Juan called: "Luo Bi, we are going to the material warehouse to get meat. Are you going?"

Luo Bi told the child: "Feng Ling will go."

"Oh." Bai Juan nodded.

In this case, they did not call Luo Bi.

Feng Ling returned to the bedroom, and Luo Bi told the man. Feng Ling said: "Wait for me at home."