Novel & Cerita Soup That Makes You Blind

Amanda replied quietly, which for some reason responded with giggling voices from the two maids. Ohh, the chicken soup looked really good. Amanda took a sip of the soup, wow… really delicious! Amanda's eyes caught the golden-brown roasted chicken, then she took a piece of chicken meat. ‘Hm… the taste is a bit weird, but the soup is really amazing. I want to take another sip.’ Amanda's hand stopped when she tried to scoop the soup again, something was strange. What was it? "Lizard!" Amanda screamed and immediately spat out the chew, at the same time, the girl's elbow nudged the chicken meat so that it fell to the floor and scattered dozens of maggots in it.

​But then, the soup was served. ​It was a dark, creamy broth that smelled like mushrooms. I picked up my spoon, but Alaric suddenly grabbed my wrist. ​"Don't eat it," he said. His voice was a warning. ​"What is the matter, Alaric?" Victoria asked, taking a calm sip of her own soup. "It’s a family recipe." ​Alaric didn't look at her. He leaned over and smelled my bowl. His eyes turned bright, glowing gold. He suddenly grabbed the bowl and threw it against the wall.

"Drink this soup." Seeing that she had finished her soup, Hansen handed over another bowl of silky-white fish soup. Jenna looked up and saw that he was holding a phone in one hand, staring at the screen, and handing her the fish soup in the other hand. He muttered, "After drinking this, there's porridge, and after that, there's pork leg cooked with peanuts..." "Hey, what are you doing? Do you think I could finish everything?" Jenna did not know whether to laugh or to cry. It seemed that this guy must've searched for some food on the internet and ordered whatever came up.

"The meat on the pig's thighs must be dissected in accordance with its textures, so that the meat will not be damaged when it's boiled in soup." "Luca,can you not be so serious? Don't you realize that everyone is looking at you like a monster?"Allegra covered her face, leaned over and whispered to him. “I don’t care.Well, let's go buy something else. I'll see if there is Tremella fungus. I want to make Tremella soup for you tomorrow morning." Allegra had no choice but to follow him, and then he bought a lot of things. "Young man, I have bad eyesight. How much does this cost?"

“Sobering soup. Drink it before you go to sleep.” Calvin let out a faint “hmm” and picked up the soup spoon—only to immediately choke and cough violently. “So hot?” Adriana pressed her hand to her forehead. “You don’t know how to blow on it? It just came off the stove—it’s obviously hot!” Had drinking dulled his IQ? He was straight-up stupid. Scalded but stubborn, Calvin didn’t spit it out. He swallowed the steaming mouthful, then finally had the sense to blow on the second one before sipping it.

Suddenly, a deafening roar split the sky. Several armed police helicopters thundered overhead. Their blinding white searchlights enveloped the highway, lighting up the darkness like it was broad daylight.

Silent analysis a bit, au is also a completely normal thing. The sweet smell of soup rose into the air. It rushed through the nose, attacking Olwen's sense of smell. Under an automatic mechanism, the appetite is stimulated, causing saliva to be secreted. She lustfully looked at the bright red tomato paste. There are also carrots, potatoes, and broccoli. All are pureed and carefully filtered. Just looking at it is enough to see the sincerity of the person who made this dish.

He remained silent, his gaze fixed on the bowl of soup in my hands. "Please, eat," I softly urged, offering him the nourishment he desperately needed. I scooped a small spoonful of soup and blew on it before bringing it to his lips. He looked at me with a mix of curiosity and surprise. "This is vegetable soup. It's for your healthy living because you've been drinking too much," I added. He stared at the spoon for a moment before meeting my eyes and returning his gaze to the spoon. Then, he cautiously opened his mouth and savored the soup I had cooked. Afterward, I scooped another spoonful, blowing on it again before offering it to him.

Her face beamed with a sweet smile as she glanced at Samantha and placed the soup bowl on the table. "This is a special soup I made. It helps after getting a concussion," she said as if presenting something valuable.

"Well! What is this? Do you want to poison me?" "What is it?" asked Blair in panic. "Do you call this soup? It feels like urinating beef. You deliberately, huh?" Blair rolled her eyes. "How do you know if it's cow urine? Have you ever drunk urine?" "You…!" Axel is so annoyed. "If you don't like my soup. You should just order fast food. I'm tired of making that dish, and you still protested it?" The annoyed Blair approached and wanted to take the bowl before Axel. However, suddenly Axel held his bowl and did not want the soup to be born again by Blair. Then, they fought over each other bowl.