Chapter 177: Did I bake you or stew it? "

When the little baby woke up, she found herself tied like a mule on a big rock.
Ning Xuemo's method of binding people is very professional. It is a standard big flower tie, which not only binds his limbs, but also binds his fingers separately. He doesn't say chanting mantras, even if he moves his fingers were able.
Ning Xuemo was sitting near him, and a fire was burning in front of her. The flaming bonfire illuminated her little face.
She seemed to realize that he had woke up, and she turned to smile at him. In the moonlight, her four little white teeth shone: "Little guy, how did you choose to die? Did I roast you or stew it?"
The little baby didn't struggle, he was silent for a while: "It's roasted and eaten without nutrition, it's stewed and eaten with nutrition but you don't have a pot."
Ning Xuemo: "..." He was telling the truth.
However, this little baby is too calm, he expected she would not kill him?
She was a little uncomfortable, came over, and the short knife in the palm of the hand swiftly rotated: "It ’s really bad nutrition but it ’s much better than not eating. I ’ll just skewer you and grill it. I once roasted suckling pigs, The taste is delicious, and the taste of grilled ginseng dolls will not be too bad. "
The little baby pursed her lips and stopped talking.
Ning Xuemo crouched in front of him, patted him with the handle of the short knife, and smiled kindly: "How? Do you have any better suggestions? If not, we'll make such a happy decision."
The little baby's dark blue eyes stared at her face.
Her big eyes were shining brightly, and she looked at him with a smile and a dimple on each cheek. It seems innocent and kind, even a little childish, but it turns out to be a cunning little devil ...
The baby's eyes were too deep, like the unpredictable deep sea. Ning Xuemo and him stared at each other for a moment, his heart jumped, he coughed, and suddenly moved his eyes away.
Use a knife to compare his small face: "I'd better cut two pieces of your beautiful little face to roast and try?"
This little baby's face could be broken, and Ning Xuemo's knife was a little closer, and the little baby hid subconsciously and let her blade scratch on his face for a while. Get down.
Ning Xuemo froze slightly, and moved the knife back a little ...
Such a beautiful little face is really ugly! Make evil!
The little baby seemed to be unconscious of the wound on her face, and looked at her eyes with a smile. The smile was very weak, so that Ning Xuemo, who had been watching him, did not notice it.
"Little girl ..." He began, saying clearly: "You let me go, I'll send you out of the ninth peak."
"The ghost believes you!" Ning Xuemo sat down in place: "Last time you said you wouldn't run, but in the blink of an eye, there was no shadow, and I was still being counted behind!"
"The last time you were too daring, you actually made fun ..."
Ning Xuemo also finally remembered the last time she patted his bellyband, she seemed to accidentally pat between his legs ...
She coughed, smiled indifferently, and glanced down at him unwillingly: "What can you do with a small bean? Where are you? Is there a big bean sprout?"
That little baby: "..."
The little girl's cheek is also thicker!
It was the first time he had lived so many years to see such a thick-skinned girl.
He seemed to have made several first appearances after meeting this little girl.