Chapter 1144: My Gentle Tyrant (26)

Ji Xiaorong was quiet after taking a note.
Fu Yue calmly withdrew her hand.
"What nonsense at a young age? Have I ever loved you?"
The child covered his head with both hands.
The blushing lips pressed.
He muffled, his voice soft and crisp: "So love really disappeared."
I don't know if it was Fu Yue's illusion, the child seemed to sigh.
Fu Yue: "..."
In this world, the little emperor and modern society are obviously well integrated, and now they kill people from time to time, and they don't suffer from headaches. Even their temperament has changed a lot.
From the beginning of violent violence, it gradually became sand sculpture and drama spirit.
Soon, the dishes came.
The little emperor leaned on the table with big beautiful eyes, and looked at the big pot in front of him curiously.
"What is this?"
This pot is much bigger than his face.
Fu Yue blankly picked up a piece of fat beef and boiled it in the hot pot for 30 seconds, then put it into Ji Xiaorong's bowl, and the white rice instantly became greasy.
"Try it."
After Fu Yue gave him a chopsticks fattening cow, she started to eat it by herself.
The little emperor watched Fu Yue pick up a piece of fat cow, then dipped the sauce from the small dish, and stuffed it into his mouth. Finally, he smiled contentedly and his eyes narrowed.
Little Emperor: "?"
Is it so delicious?
Thousands of years later, the little emperor looked like a turtle who had never entered the city.
Speaking of bitter tears, the best thing he has eaten these days is instant noodles.
Emma, ​​it smells so good.
Ji Xiaorong picked up the chopsticks and tried to clamp the fat beef, then also dipped it in the sauce and stuffed it into his mouth.
He chewed.
Then there was a momentary pause, as if the pause button was pressed, and the whole little one was petrified.
like a statue.
Fu Yue: "?"
She poked the little emperor: "What's wrong with you? How about playing one, two, three, wooden people?"
Just now Ji Xiaorong stiffened his neck and turned his head, his eyes were red, and the bottom of his eyes was sparkling, and the curled and thick eyelashes were stained with tears, and he hissed a lot.
Hastily took a sip of water.
The lips were so hot that they became brighter and more beautiful.
"Spicy, it's so spicy."
Ji Xiaorong said that it was uncomfortable to speak, and there were tears in her eyes when she looked at Fu Yue.
This is abrupt crying!
Fu Yue: "Hahahahahahahahahahahaha."
She laughed unkindly.
The little emperor rolled his eyes several times at her.
Fu Yue: "Forget it, you'd better eat a clear soup pot, or eat crayfish."
With that said, she sent the plate of crayfish to the little emperor.
The little emperor is actually relatively unacceptable to this kind of crustacean-like creature. Is this creature that looks like a scorpion really edible?
...
five minutes later.
The little emperor peeled the crayfish quickly, and it tasted deliciously. Although his eyes were red with tears in his eyes, he ate it while drinking water.
Not spicy and not tasty.
But he is so good that he can't eat spicy food.
He couldn't escape the fate of being mocked by Fu Yue.
After eating and drinking.
Ji Xiaorong collapsed on the chair like a grandfather. He glanced at Fu Yue faintly, as if after thinking about it for a long time before making up his mind: "Should we not go back? It would be nice to stay here. "
So many delicious ones.
There will be no more when I go back.
Not only do they lack these delicious foods, but there is also no WiFi for mobile phones and computers.
The little emperor felt that such a life could hardly survive.