"Wait!!"

After making a serious decision, I gently put down the little ghost in my arms, stood up suddenly with a sad face, and announced loudly.

"That's what Lucia made for me to eat alone, so I'm going to eat it all!!"

"Who" will make it for you?! Are you stupid? Fools, idiots. Bad apple

Lucia retorted angrily. However, just looking at her face that was already so blushing at this time, and her shyness that became soft and weak uncontrollably at the end, everyone already knew whose words were true and whose words were false.

All in all, I snatched all the vegetable boxes, like a wild cat that had grabbed the food, hid in a far corner, carried everyone on my back, and opened the lid one by one with tears in my eyes.

The amount of meat and vegetables is very uniform, obviously taking into account the nutritional aspect, the size of the meat and vegetables is delicate and neat, the shape is uniform, it seems that it has been careful enough to take into account the large mouth of the eater to ensure that the other party can eat it in one bite.

If you look at it, you can imagine how much time and effort must be spent to make such a dish that combines taste (judging by your nose alone) with nutrition and art, and if you think that you are making it for yourself, you will see a happy smile and sweaty figure busy in the kitchen, and your eyes will gradually moisten.

What a nice, infatuated girl, although a little arrogant, although often the amount of salt is a little wrong,"

I was grateful, and tears flowed down my face. Put these works of art in your mouth.

I remember that in the original world, after the pharaohs of ancient Egypt died, it seemed that spices were stuffed into the stomach to preserve the corpse, but I don't know if my current practice, desperately pouring salt into the stomach, will have the same effect.

No" is probably different, but it seems that it will only become a salted fish.

"Wu, you guy is too boring, I also want to taste the dishes made by His Royal Highness Tianhu

Just as I was washing my face with tears and weeping alone, my shoulder was suddenly slapped heavily, and I turned back to wipe away my tears, and Gott's silly face appeared in my sight with a look of envy, jealousy and hatred.

"This kind of good thing can't be left to you alone, I want to taste it too."

As he spoke, Gott pinched a piece of meat on it with lightning speed, smiled at me proudly, and then threw it into his mouth like a peanut.

From beginning to end, I maintained a cold and onlooker attitude, not to mention that Gaute's speed was too fast to stop, and even if I could, I wouldn't stop him.

Then, a chew",

"Huh?"

The spurting sound from Goult's nose was like pouring a whole bottle of spicy sauce into one breath, his face gradually turned sauce red, and he looked like he was in pain, his lips trembled violently, and he looked like he was about to spit it out.

No, spit it out!!

I stopped him with my eyes.

Swallow it, even if you die, you will swallow poison for me!! Sending a message with my eyes like this, I picked up the box that still contained a small half of the dish, and in Gault's surprised gaze, I gurgled all the way to my mouth, my eyes glazed over, and my whole face was about to wrinkle into a "salt." typeface, but even so, I swallowed it little by little.

With tears in the corners of his eyes, as if encouraged by my actions of being more martyr than a martyr, Gott finally swallowed it in one gulp, patted me on the shoulder, and showed an admiring look of "You are really not easy", and then rushed out of the cave with a whoosh, probably to gnaw on the snow.

After Gott was gone, I turned around and continued to fight with the half-baked vegetable box.

"Gorilla cough, when Gorte's predecessor said, how can such a good thing be enjoyed by you alone, Boss Fan? We are also going to eat dry food made by Sister Lucia. ”

Suddenly three figures appeared in front of me, the tall, towering, straight figure, like a martyr who voluntarily stayed behind and cut off his tail, full of the spirit of looking at death as home.

"Old horse, you,"

My vision suddenly blurred. These guys, bastards, are pretty good once in a while

"Boss Fan, how can we leave you alone?" Maragby secretly gave me a thumbs up.

"No way, who made her our sister Lucia?"

Cook smiled indifferently and shrugged his shoulders as if he really didn't do anything about her.

"Taking care of Lena for me is still as concise as ever.

After finishing a whole box of dishes, the three of them also rushed out of the cave.

Hey, remember to leave some snow for me to quench my thirst, if I can survive to the end.

I was a little worried that these four men would sweep away the snow from the whole of Harlogas Mountain, and that I would not be salted to death.

"What, you idiots, do you have any grievances against my craft?"

Seeing the appearance of Gault and Maragby, Lucia finally couldn't help but stand up and came to me with a look of anger.

"Does the cooking made by the old lady really make you so painful?"

As she spoke, her little hand quickly pinched a piece of fried meatball. Grunt and take it into your mouth.

Chew Chew Chew,,

I kept a dull expression, looking like the end of the world was coming.

With a grunt, the little fox swallowed.

"Hmm

Let out an unexpectedly calm groan, as if reminiscing about the taste just now, Shen

"Well, it's a little salty, but nothing else."

Still a little? Still not a problem?

If there's an ice pick on the wall, I'd love to hit it headfirst.

The taste of this little sky fox was exactly the same as I expected, and there were some subtle differences from ordinary people, so I said that as a maker, it was impossible for her not to taste her own craftsmanship. How is it possible that the problem has not been discovered until now?

Wait, if she doesn't notice it herself and thinks it's just a little salty Cheng dù, does this mean that I will continue this tragedy in the future?

Don't, woo

At this moment, I deeply and heavily experienced the love of the little fox, just like the strong love of the salt concentration of these dishes.

Could it be that this is the characteristic of Sky Fox?

I suddenly remembered what the old elder Mamaga of the fox clan had said, don't look at the heavenly foxes, in fact, they are more loving and infatuated than anyone else, but as if they have been cursed, the love of the heavenly foxes in the past generations has ended in tragedy.

I think, this kind of tragedy, does it also include the unique taste of the sky fox, and the food made under the guidance of this taste, will there be a sky fox's lover is salted to death?

It's possible, to be charmed by the purest and most charming Sky Fox charm, even if it is salted to death. I can't say a single "no" or "salty" word, such a guy who was salted to death alive, the theory is zài, and the possibility is not

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but swish in a cold sweat.

With the three of them sharing the burden of Maraguby (Gott only ate one piece, purely for soy sauce), I managed to eliminate the poison on the premise of ensuring survival, and then found a one-man tall ice cube outside, and gnawed half of it in one go, if it weren't for the fact that my stomach was already holding up, I would definitely kill the remaining half.

"Nightmare"

When I staggered back, I held my belly propped up by ice cubes and pickles, and slumped next to the little ghost, this little saint girl seemed to smell something in a dream, and her cute little nose shrugged, and before I could lie down completely, she pasted it all over.

As if to punish me for leaving her alone. I used the most cruel cross clavicle method, obviously the slender and weak limbs, obviously the gentle strength of the girl holding the pillow, but it was wonderfully fixed my whole body, no matter which bone was moved, it would cause soreness all over the body, it was terrible, it was terrible, it was terrible, where did this little saint learn such terrible jiu-jitsu?

After this qiē last night, she licked her cherry lips very reassuringly, leaned her sleeping face on her chest, and moaned softly, as if she had dreamed of something delicious again, and saliva flowed from the corners of her mouth. This little glutton.

I gently rubbed the soft moonlight hair, and with the stomach screaming bitterly, my brain wisely chose to escape the pain, closed my eyes, and fell asleep with the little ghost.

In my dream, I dreamed of my grandmother with a kind smile on her face, sitting in a brilliant flower field, waving her hand to me with that long-lost kind voice that made people cry

It's so dangerous, I almost thought it was going to be over!!

The moment I crossed the line between life and death, I woke up in a cold sweat.

Rubbing his eyes, the campfire opposite him was still completely bright yellow, accompanied by a crackling sound, which set off an extra tranquility, and all the noise before going to bed was gone.

I just wanted to move my body, but I found that the little ghost was still firmly imprisoned with her sharp cross collarbone, unable to move, maintaining the same appearance before sleeping, with her face in her arms, and her chest was already wet with saliva.

The bodies of the two people were covered with a thick blanket. Probably when we were sleeping, Veras or someone helped us cover it, thank you so much. In a hellish place like Harlogas, even adventurers can catch a cold when they fall asleep like this.

"Little ghost, get up."

I struggled to swing my jaw and whispered in her ear.

"Hmm"

Obviously, the lady in front of her is not so easy to wake up, although it is actually very simple to wake her up, for example, let Goth come over, as long as she is close to her warning range, she will naturally wake up.

However, I can't bear to disturb the little saints' dreams in this way, and perhaps as others say, I seem to spoil them a little too much.

No way, who made these girls irreplaceable beloved?

Sighing softly, I chose another option, tapped my chin lightly, pressed my lips lightly against the smooth forehead, and kissed it.

"Huh?"

As if she had found something delicious, she let out a light sigh in her dreams, and then, "The little saint girl gently changed her sleeping position, raised her head, like a fledgling, and greeted the round and sweet cherry lips.

This dream magic skill, really, it's amazing.

I sighed secretly in my heart, and I gratefully enjoyed the service delivered to the door, tasting the soft and fragrant lips and sweet saliva, and kissed the little saint who was sleeping to death.

Dragged her body slightly, and the cross bone shrinking method was automatically unlocked, and I easily pulled out of her entanglement of limbs, and then patted her face.

"Little ghost, if you want to sleep, go back to the necklace and sleep."

"Woohoo"

As if complaining that I had snatched her "pillow", the little arms and calves that could emit the terrifying cross clavicle technique, unwillingly waved a few times in the empty air, and after making sure that the most comfortable pillow had left her and would not come back, she let out a dream scream, trembling her eyelashes as if she was sleeping, and yawned in a daze. With a stabbing thud, he slipped into the necklace.

Oops, hey, disturbing the comfortable pillow (cough cough, a little boastful), I dare to pack a ticket, if I don't get woken up, this little saint girl can definitely sleep for three days and three nights.

Moved a little numb body, touched the stomach, and was a little swollen, fortunately, it seems that most of it has been digested, I really admire my stomach, I can even digest such a terrifying thing, are the adventurers Xiaoqiang?

In short, I don't want to see the little fox's vegetable box in the future, which is more terrible than the curious dishes of the princess of the three nos, although the princess of the three nobodies will often study some strange dishes, but with my long-term experience, there is about a one-third chance that something that looks terrible will be surprisingly delicious, this probability seems to have a lot to do with her mood at the time, anyway, when the princess is in a bad mood, it is absolutely impossible to make something delicious, this can be guaranteed.

If you are thirsty, go outside and nibble on a few mouthfuls of ice, although in this weather, it will be more comfortable to heat the water on the bonfire and then drink it, but the hungry and thirsty throat seems to be a little unable to wait, eager to eat something cold and heart-warming to relieve it, is it really the "residual poison" has not disappeared?

With a quick movement, he moved away from the stone that blocked the entrance to the cave, and a terrifying cold wind suddenly poured in.

When I went, it was already dark.

When I moved the stone away, I suddenly realized that I had slept all afternoon, which was not like the usual clever and alert self. Could it be that he was infected by the sleepiness of the little ghost? Or is it because the little fox's hellish cuisine is too powerful, so that he can't get out of the flower field for a long time?

No wonder the hall was quiet and there was no one left.

The ice on Mount Harorgas was like the mud on the Rogue steppe, and I found a piece of good size, held it, and walked back, and re-sealed the entrance of the cave with stones.

"Yo, Boss Fan, you're finally awake."

It was Maragby, and it seemed that when Gangoka opened the stone slightly, the sudden influx of cold wind alarmed the people inside, so he came out to see what was going on.

"Old Ma, what time is it now?"

Gulping down on ice, I asked, using the stars and moon to determine the time of night, which doesn't usually work in Harlogas.

"If you're at the camp, it's probably just time for the sun to go down, and everyone has just dispersed."

Maragby smiled slightly, signaling me not to worry, it seems that this sleep has not been as long as I had just expected, and the night in Harogas can only be blamed for coming too quickly.

"Ah, thanks to Boss Fan and Boss Gote, who dug so many holes, plus the four of us, each of them is more than enough to live."

"Oh, really?" I casually replied, and glanced around, and sure enough, there were four more places where the light was shining.

"It's a pity, if it weren't for Sister Lina, I would have been able to have a concubine with Boss Goult all night tonight."

There seemed to be a strange strong desire to join the animal troops, Maragby sighed regretfully.

You four guys can get me the foundation.

I rolled my eyes in my heart, and I was about to go back to my room with Veras, when suddenly, Malagby pulled my cloak.

"Sister Lucia is in that room, Boss Fan, hey heart"

Saying this, Mom didn't let out a series of dirty laughs, and her expression became **yuan, full of a disgusting attitude of "you know".

"Ahem, old horse, what are you thinking, I have a pure relationship with the little fox."

A glance out of the corner of my eye where Maragby was pointing, was it my delusion? When he said this, it seemed that he could really faintly smell the unique fragrance belonging to the little fox from the ambiguous dim yellow light revealed.

"Cut, don't pretend in front of me, Xiao Zhen, I'm a member of Lucia's team for nothing, don't you know anything?"

Maragerbi threw a disdainful look, followed by a disgusting laugh.

"Anyway, that's what I'm talking about, it's up to you to go or not."

With a lewd smile on his face, he walked back to his room, and suddenly, he turned back and added.

"Boss Fan, hurry up and tame Sister Lucia. I found out that after she got along with you, her temper became much better, and she occasionally made silly mistakes, which was so funny, except for her cooking skills, of course. ”

In the end, at the mention of that terrible thing, Maraghby and I couldn't help but shudder in unison, and he looked at me with a depressed gaze, as if to say that I had made the little fox's temper docile at the same time, but at the same time, it had stimulated another demonic attribute of hers, and I don't know whether it was better to be thankful or resentful.

Hey, don't get me wrong, bastard, I'm not that kind of person anymore!!

Looking at Maragby's back as she disappeared into the room, I looked at Lucia's room again. But, ahem, that "yes, that's it." Aren't the Alliance and the Kitsunes in an alliance? Occasionally, I should also contact and deepen the cooperation, I am now representing the alliance elders and the fox clan's Heavenly Fox Holy Maiden, making a formal and friendly visit, definitely not with any personal gaze, that's it.

After finding such a good reason, I made a big turn with peace of mind and strode towards the fox's door."

The most difficult hurdle seems to have been passed, and there will probably be no more tragedy this month. Uh, probably,