The questions in a flat tone, sentence by sentence, don't seem to be very easy to answer.

Nangong Ping lowered his head and was speechless for a long time, first sighed faintly, and then slowly changed the topic:

"Okay, Yu'er, you're tired, I'm hungry, can you be quiet first, and eat something with this king? The king seems to be so hungry that he doesn't have the strength to speak. ”

In the faint candlelight, Xiao Yu couldn't help but snicker over there.

Ho, I don't remember who it was, just now he was cold and angry, like an emotional lion, just a little bit of effort, in a blink of an eye, he became a poor little white rabbit?

This change of face is inevitably too fast!

However, the one sitting on the other side had already replaced his pair of sharp black eyes with a cute and complaining expression:

"Yu'er, after saying so much, can't you remember the uncomfortable taste when you are hungry?"

For a while, Xiao Yu could only lean his small body on the back of the chair and admit defeat.

Sadly, sometimes you will find that for some old oilers who are always dangling in front of their eyes, there are some truths that cannot be explained clearly.

Reaching out and rubbing his forehead, which had been dizzy and aching for a long time, Xiao Yu could only ask in a low voice and very convincingly:

"Well, Lord Wang, what are you going to eat? The dishes on this table seem to be cold. Why don't you take it over and warm it up? ”

Seeing that the situation was stabilizing, Nangong Ping finally showed a smile that fascinated people and did not pay for their lives:

"Well, you don't have to. Look at me! ”

Stretching out a long, white and slender finger with distinct bones, Nangong Wang Ye only tapped lightly somewhere on the small table in front of him.

A blue flame began to emerge faintly from the very center of the table.

Soon, the cold dish in the middle was roasted, and it re-exuded a very attractive aroma.

After a shallow smile, Nangong Ping quickly placed another dish in the flames.

Xiao Yu's eyes couldn't help but widen.

Isn't this what the kind of hot pot that was very popular in the previous life looked like?!

Why is this product in front of you, but it will be?

Where did he learn it?

Or, in the think tank of those retinue guards behind him, there is still a traverser hidden at all?!

Looking at Xiao Yu's stupid look, Nangong Ping smiled smugly again:

"Originally, this king quietly designed all this, wanting to give you an unexpected surprise and let you have a good meal. However, since you have already eaten outside, the king has no choice but to suffer a little and eat all this food himself. Alas, there are so many things, and there is no big mouth for wild eating, how can you wipe it out......"

With a "bang", Xiao Yu first swallowed a mouthful of saliva very loudly.

Nangong Ping didn't raise his head, nor did he speak, he lowered his head, and continued to eat.

Under those blue grills, the air is filled with the aroma of grilled salmon that is particularly tempting.

Sucking the small nose hard, Xiao Yu still picked up the silver chopstick in front of him very honestly.

Before the official start, she still explained in a formal and low voice for herself:

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