The King of Hell’s Genius Pampered Wife

At this time, the Nangong Temple of the Pluto, which was stunned by Shangguanwen, has been soaked in the Fenglong domain and the Quxi River for a few days.

Of course, it is greasy, and the two are still practicing for most of the time.

After all, in this world of weak meat, strength is the greatest guarantee.

In addition to cultivation, Tunxi also has to refine alchemy, deploying new poisons and detoxifying medicinal herbs. It is really busy.

However, during this period, she still remembered to cook the Dapeng bird that was originally hunted in the Fenglong field.

When the sizzling barbecue was served on the table, all the people staring at the table couldn't help but want to drool.

Fortunately, this Dapeng bird is huge and has a lot of meat, so a big one is baked, and everyone in the dragon can eat enough.

Especially the eggs and the small pool, holding the meat bigger than their faces, ah 呜 呜 呜 呜 呜 呜 呜 呜 呜 呜 呜 呜 呜 呜 呜 呜 呜 呜 呜 呜 呜 呜 呜 。 。 。 。 。 。 。

The egg also complained to Xiaochi. "Little brother, you don't know, Niang has a master, but it can be broken. Every day, I am robbing my mother for cooking, and his stomach is very big. Every time he eats with him, he can’t eat it. Full. Xiaochi brother, will you see him help me next time?"

Koike "Ah," bites a piece of meat, watching the egg throw a fist at him, and he also waved his fist like a school.

The egg thought that he promised to help himself stink the old man next time, could not help but overjoyed, even the secretly hidden barbecue was divided into half to Xiaochi.

The mouth of Xiaoxi’s Xiaochi’s mouth was full of oil stains, and the clothes on his body were even worse. I couldn’t help but call him.

The cool water spirit combined with the wind spirit, quickly cleaned the stains on the small pool, and even the wet clothes were dried.

Xiaochi smiled and smiled at her, and the meat in the hand of the busy hand was handed out, letting Xiaoxi bite, and whispered in his mouth: "Sister...sister..."

Xiaochi is the soul of the three souls, which is different from the late night of the smart.

Although the little nerd is slow to learn to speak, he has been able to speak a lot of words slowly.

However, as long as his soul is not found back, he will not have the same wisdom in one day.

So far, the words he can say are still only "sisters".

Tunxi's eyebrows were soft, grabbed his wrist, and bowed his head and took a bite on the meat of the Dapeng bird.

Xiaochi immediately opened his eyes and smiled, and a pleasant snoring in his throat.

Quxi also taught him how to bite the meat without smudging the clothes.

It was just that Xiaochi had no mind. Hexi taught it several times. When he took it back, he still wiped the seasonings on his clothes.

Half of the face was dark, but he smiled happily toward the brook, his eyebrows were more dazzling than the spring sun, and the creek was followed by a smile.

Tunxi was about to reach out to wipe the sauce on the face of Xiaochi. Suddenly, his waist was tight and he was caught in the warm embrace.

The man’s low voice rang with a slight sorrow. “Xi, don’t you say that this Dapeng bird is specially cooked for me? How do you care about other people from beginning to end?”

Xiaoxi laughed and turned to look at Nangong Temple. I saw that the same meat was the same, and everyone else was licking his mouth.

However, only this guy, who is obviously eating barbecue, is still a lazy, unstained appearance.

Is it too strong to force it, or is it really a good education inscribed in the bones?