Private Cuisine from the Underworld

After surviving seven years of the apocalypse, Shen Qing had learned to satisfy his foodie appetite with all kinds of strange ingredients. After his pocket dimension upgraded, Shen Qing was inexplicably reborn. He was still the same person, but the world had gone completely crazy... Just as Shen Qing was caught up in an endless tangle with a certain ghost who loved to flirt shamelessly, and thought he would be harassed like this for the rest of his life, that ghost transformed! And then vanished! A master of finding new ways to get himself killed! On top of that, signs of the apocalypse kept appearing. Was this world going to go through another apocalypse, too? Everyday life: A certain ghost: Beautiful~ You have no idea what it's like to live on incense and candle wax all year round. It's so satisfying! So, I'm hungry again, darling! Shen Qing: Sweet-and-sour ghost ribs, ghost-head tofu soup, eighteen strange dishes from the underworld, devil's eggs, five-color aspic... I'll make you a private feast of ghost cuisine. A certain ghost: ...I think I'll just eat you instead. Shen Qing: Get lost. Reader's guide: 1. Pretend-calm beauty bottom VS genuinely shameless ghost top. 2. A late-night food-torture story. This really isn't a cookbook... 3. Cute little buns (?) will make an appearance. Be warned! 4. Don't hold back on the likes and comments, send them my way! P.S. Actually, this is a story about a foodie squad steamrolling the world _(:_"∠)_ Long live our glorious foodies!!! And now for the important part! Please adopt me! Please feed me! ~(≧▽≦)/~ Here's my author page: By the Banks of Wangchuan. Just click it, please~~ [Rolling around and begging for follows] The script featured in my quick transmigration story, "The Prisoner," is currently being written. If you remember it or are interested, ladies, please show it some support! My completed stories My new story, please pre-save it, mwah~~ Here's my Weibo~~ Theme: