Devil

When I went back to the table after finishing my good mood, I saw the aunt who sat quietly at the table and waited for him to dine together.

The black egg that was forced to sit on the aunt's leg.

Black egg: poached egg jpg

There was another bottle of wine on the table. When the eyes of Ji Huan fell on it, the aunt said: "The house also has an underground wine cellar with many vintages of the year."

He didn't know the existence of this wine cellar before, or he just discovered it in the process of "finishing the garden."

After hesitated to pick up the bottle and looked at it, the old swashes looked very difficult and difficult to understand. He studied it for a long time to study the production year of this bottle of wine...

One thousand and five years ago.

Following the joy: =-=

I heard that the higher the year, the better the value of the wine, the better it will be, but the wine a thousand years ago... oh... can you drink?

"Can drink, go get a bottle opener, I remember there is something at home." As if to see what he thought, the black-haired man looked up and looked at the success.

His eyes are very dark. When all his attention is on one person, he has to say that the pressure is very high, even though his eyes are now almost mild.

After the joy, he took the bottle opener and opened the wine.

He also took the glass at the same time, but only took one.

When the bottle cap fell, a very rich wine scented out, and the nearest successor to the bottle was dizzy, but soon awake.

When the bottle is tilted and the green wine pours out of the bottle, the more intense fragrance instantly fills the room. When half a glass of wine falls in the glass, it melts like a green gem in the glass. same.

It’s so weird – but as an ordinary young man who grew up in the human world, I feel that the color of this wine is eccentric enough.

The black egg is obviously very interested in staring at the green syrup in the glass, and the eyes will not be paralyzed.

“This is a thousand-year-old Aluka wine. The fruit of this wine is a green fruit. It is now extinct. Now this wine is marketable in the market.” The black man also looks at it. Green wine pulp, he made some popularity for the success. But soon he found that there was only one wine glass.

"How can I only get a wine glass? You don't want a good wine? Ah... Are you not over 18?" The dark-haired man picked up the glass and gently shook the wine inside, then asked without a trace. .

"No, I was eighteen years old in January." The same dark-haired youth shook his head.

He is now an adult.

"Oh... then drink some wine. It's similar to the customs on your side. The monsters here also like to talk about business while drinking." The black-haired monster suddenly smiled.

Pushing the awake wine in his hand to the young hand, he gestured to the other side to try.

After the joy is a bit stiff.

Look at the expression of the dark-faced man's face, and look at the black egg mouth sitting on the other's lap. He hesitates to pick up the glass, then follow the other's instructions, observe from the color, and then sniff Fragrant, finally swallowed a bit of green wine, and when the cold liquid ran into the stomach bag, the alcohol seemed to be absorbed by the mucous membrane passing along the way. After the joy, I only felt a flower in front of me, and the brain exploded instantly.

Stiffly put the glass on the table, and then slammed down on the table.

"Hey?" The little monster in his arms immediately yelled out.

"Don't worry, you just fell asleep, he is too tired, it should be a good rest." The **** monster caressed him. Looking at the young man who was still clumsy even if he was drunk, he took the glass next to his opponent's hand and took a light drink at the place where the other person had drunk.

The little black monster understood that the two words of sleep were no longer anxious, the fragrance in the air became more and more intense, and the beautiful "green water" in the big magic wine glass was less and less.

Black eggs... I want to drink green water!

Lifting the small head and staring at each other's wine glasses, the little magic object hangs a drop of saliva.

Probably his eyes were too focused. The **** monster finally noticed his sight. He saw only one bottom glass, and he looked down at the little monster:

"Do you want to drink?"

The little monster looked at the cockroach, and he nodded slightly, half a sly look.

"If you want something, you can buy it, you can buy it, you can grab it, don't be so shy." The soft voice said to the little monster, the black hair monster put the wine glass in his hand to the mouth of the little magic object.

The black little claws immediately caught the sides of the glass, and with the help of the black-haired monster, the last few drops of wine in the glass smoothly slipped into the mouth of the little monster.

The little guy screamed and grinned, it seemed to be very reminiscent.

"You can drink more than you." Look at him like this, the black hair monster laughed.

Then, under the gaze of the little monster, he poured a little wine on the little monster, but this time it was more than before, probably as big as a bottle cap.

The little monsters cherished them a little bit, and after drinking them, he also knew that he looked up, and then said a thank you to the big monster above with a tender little voice.

"Ah... how come there are such awkward little monsters? How did you grow up?" The cleverness of the little monsters was a bit out of the expectations of the black-haired monsters, and the fingers gently twirled the other's little scorpion, he whispered .

"neinei!" The answer to this question is that the little monster really knows that he immediately answered it.

Then the **** monster is laughing.

He smiled for a while before he stopped, his body trembled, and the little magic object stuck in front of his stomach felt the slight tingling from the back and was frightened.

"Well, you drink... drink... the milk powder grows up." I can't say the "neinei" two sounds, he can only think for a long time, and finally remembered that the thing is more formal.

It is a pity that the little monsters have eaten more than one thing. He quickly said all the good things he had ever eaten.

"Guagua! Meat! Face!" The time to come to this world is not too long. There are currently eight teeth. The things that black eggs have eaten are actually few things, but he feels that he is The happiest little monster in the world! I have seen many markets!

"...Dish dishes! Sweet..." Counting his fingers, but when he counted "sweet", he looked up and looked at the **** monster with a bit of sadness, but he soon saw it again. Empty glass in front of myself.

He didn't know what it was, and the taste was different from what he had eaten before. The point was that it was very fragrant and very good. The little magic that had finished drinking felt that he was all fragrant, feeling good, extremely, and!

"Green and green!" Pointing at the glass, the little monster will be happy again.

Although the sweetness that can be smashed every night is gone, but eating his sweet big monster gives him good-looking green water, which is not bad!

Ok, it’s such a small baby.

"It's so good." Once again touched the head of the little monster, completely ignoring the ban on underage drinking under the age of 18, the black hair monster poured him some wine, and looked at the young man who was sleeping in front of him. He started to use it. Chopsticks sandwiched ribs to eat.

Seeing the little demon eye glaring at him, he also clipped a little monster to him. Two people used such chopsticks, one with small claws, and licked the ribs.

The ribs that have been made by Huan are very ordinary and very common. They are not as beautiful as those outside.

But it is really delicious.

One large and one small two monsters picked up some of the food and put it aside, and wiped out all the food left.

The mobile phone of Huanhuan rang.

Looking through the sound, the black hair monster quickly picked up a mobile phone from his trouser pocket.

It was the one he gave to the other party. His one had already been replaced, and the youth used it.

Looking at the name of the caller, the black hair monster picked up the phone.

"In the afternoon, you still have a trip, just take a taxi! I have a fare. I have a guy who has lost my resume. I harassed me for a day at the door. I gave him a handwriting and decided to print it." Waiting for him to come out The voice, the other person on the phone immediately wow wow, said a big call, and quickly hang up the phone.

"Beep..."

The black hair monster looked at the phone that was hung up.

Being hanged up by the phone seems to be a very rare experience.

"But I fell asleep." Putting the phone under his chin and gently holding it, the black-haired monster seemed to think for a while, then he lowered his head and looked up at his little monster underneath: "So good." We went to work by us."

"Yeah!" The little monster screamed softly.

So, the young man kneeling on the table was hung up and placed in the big bed in the bedroom, and the door was gently closed, and the black-haired monster was holding the little monster out.

He also consciously put on the cloak that went out of his usual life, except that he was much taller than the singer. At first glance, he was almost like Yuhuan.

He was not familiar with the road around him. When he planned to call Asimu to guide the way, the little monster in his arms climbed from his arm in his cloak to his shoulder, and the small claws extended out to one. The direction refers to the finger.

This little monster is actually recognizing the road!

At this time, the black-haired monster has no idea that the path of the little monster is wrong. He is somewhat curious about where the little monster will take him.

So he put down the phone and he started to follow the instructions of the other party.

Then walked and he went to a market.

Ok, this is actually the way the little monsters go to work every day.

After a night of rain, the original dirty roof was washed clean, and the originally moist sandy soil had already been baked. Apart from the cleanliness of the roof, the market did not seem to be different.

Oh...not that it is not different.

The black-haired monster noticed that the cloaks of the surrounding monsters were very clean, probably heavy rain, and all the monsters washed their clothes.

It was a rather stinky market that was a rare smell.

Yesterday, almost all the monsters didn't sleep all night, so the business of selling water today is a bit bad.

The monsters were in a good mood. They whispered the heavy rain last night and then talked about how long the water was enough.

When wearing the black-haired monster wearing the cloak, he was very surprised that there were many people who greeted him.

Although it is not a warm greeting, just a gesture or a small gesture, but these are enough to make the black hair magic feel a little strange.

"It seems that you are a good person."

The black egg is very happy to lick it.

The black egg gps only know how to go here. Finally, the black hair monster recalls the previous route. If it is the outside world, hundreds of years have passed, the whole city planning has long been unrecognizable. Here is Yefar.

Following the trajectory in memory, the black magical object once again stood before the manpower market.