Soup That Makes You Blind Novels & Stories

She continued, her voice sounding like she felt even more hurt by the fact that she hadn’t yet eaten from the food and only her father was left to suffer this. “Keira added blue onions to that pot.” She continued. “I don’t know what’s wrong, but it’s the soup, Ryk.” She said as she looked into his eyes, hers were red and filled with pain. “It’s poisoned.” She said. Ryk’s blood ran cold, and his heart began to beat faster as he tried to understand what she was saying. The Luna’s soup, Keira’s soup, was it poisoned? He shook his head as his heart rejected the idea, his loyalty to Keira was clashing with the horror of Abigail’s condition.

I suddenly heard him ask what did I make. "I cook sour soup for you. It has kimchi and lemongrass for you to go back to your senses," I explain to Lucas as I reach out to his cupboard to get a bowl for him. After that, I place the soup in the middle of the table. I glance that he is serving himself. "This is refreshing," he drinks the soup moderately. "Yeah, that should be. But, Lucas, may I ask, you are acting weird lately. What happened to you?" I ask him what happen to him.

A lot of gooey things floated around her bowl in the soup. Ryan blinked twice as he was served. 'It's like the old lady just plops down anything in anyone's plate,' he pushed away the brownish soup that had things looking like eyeballs in it. He closed his eyes. 'I'll pass.' Andrew didn't look up from the book he was reading. He reached for his latte and took a sip. His expression gave nothing away. Ethan retched as he swallowed a spoonful of his food. Suzanne also pushed away her plate as she watched Ethan gag continuously.

Arielle glared at him, "Just you poor." The group of four went inside. Today, Leonard Grey brought them to a soup restaurant. The restaurant looks small, but there are many people. The soup is fresh and delicious. Each person has a small casserole with different tastes. "Arielle, I want to try your fish soup. You can also try my snail soup. I drink this soup for beauty and beauty." Mark Logan pushed his soup to Arielle. Arielle also gave Mark Logan her own soup, and the two drank the soup instead. Mark blinked at the two of them, and then silently looked into Leonard Grey's soup jar.

We stared at each other for a moment before his gaze shifted to the bowl of soup. “You haven’t eaten your soup?” he asked. “How do you expect me to eat in an unknown place, thinking I’ve been kidnapped? What if the soup was poisoned?” I retorted, still on edge. “The soup isn’t poisoned. Drink it before it gets cold. You have a cold, and this will help,” he said, not taking my worries seriously. As if on cue, I sneezed loudly. I took the soup, drinking it quickly. When I finished, I burped loudly and patted my stomach. Adrian looked at me, amused.

I muttered, placing the food on the table Sarah had set over his thighs. "Of course, I don't," he groaned, his voice laced with discomfort. "Sorry," I murmured, picking up the spoon and dipping it into the soup. I scooped a bit of the soup, and brought it close to his lips. "Ah," I demonstrated, parting my lips slightly. He imitated me and drank the soup. "Ugh!" he shuddered slightly. "This soup tastes so weird...or rather awful." "I think she added some drugs to it," I guessed, taking another scoop.

The taste is not bad, even with more complete seasoning and ingredients, this soup will taste even better. There was no rice, but potatoes in the refrigerator, Liona decided to make mashed potatoes. Some potatoes that have been peeled, steam until soft, then crushed with a little salt, heavy cream and condensed milk. In addition, Liona makes scramble eggs as a side dish. And the cooking be done. When the water was boiling and Liona was making tea, suddenly the figure of Victor was leaning against the kitchen doorway. "Smells good." Liona shrieked, almost dropping the teapot. Fortunately, she was able to hold it quickly, otherwise Liona might have to be hospitalized because she was scalded by

He instantly looked at Sumico because he knew the maids and the chefs from Ocean Blue Land didn’t know how to cook such a traditional Chinese soup like that. “You… You… You intentionally put the red orpiment into this soup for our Big Boss Virando. You’ve obviously known that our Big Boss Virando is dreadfully allergic to the red orpiment, but you deliberately put the red orpiment into the soup which he eats and consumes. How dare you! How dare you!” Sugar Aquarius approached Sumico. He harshly and heartlessly pushed Sumico backwards and backwards. Sumico’s helpless as well as hopeless tears carried on flowing down and flowing down.

The weight of the moment felt like it was crushing air out of the room. I stood at my station as the Northern soup was placed before me. It was a rainbow of colors. The golden lettuce was sliced into thin, translucent strips. Damien and Silas stood at my sides. They looked at the soup with wary eyes. Across the hall, Skade and her team received our bowls. I looked at Varg. He did not pick up a spoon. He did not even look at the moon waffle. He just stared into the distance. His eyes were empty and glazed.

Then, the boiling soup swiftly caused a thick fog in that drizzling alley. Caspian hurriedly backed away, but a small part dropped on him. Next, he smelled a scent neither fragrant nor foul, and his face changed slightly. Caspian looked at the dumpling soup on his clothes, which turned purple. "This is— Qi breaker!" Caspian frowned and looked at the old woman.