Ling Yuan thought while eating braised pork, it seemed that he needed to strengthen his martial arts training in the future, so as not to lose his figure and appearance, and the little chef didn't like him.

Seeing that there was a little oil on his mouth, Feng Jiao smiled, took out a handkerchief, stood on tiptoe, and wiped the oil from his mouth for him, while Ling Yuan was afraid that his little cook would fall, and looked at her with a smile on his face, while reaching out to support her slender waist.

Seeing this scene, the Demon Emperor Han Xing simply turned into a thousand-year-old lemon essence.

This Emperor Zichen not only tasted the delicious food cooked by Miss Feng Jiao one step ahead of others, but also sprinkled dog food in front of him, but no one was around, which simply made him unbearable, he couldn't bear it, so he had to go to the restaurant and wait for dinner, not to see this dazzling and piercing scene.

Seeing the Demon Emperor Hanxing pouting and entering the hall where the celebration banquet was held, Long Zu couldn't help but smile incomprehensibly.

He had already seen that if he went to disturb the little girl Feng Jiao when she was busy in the kitchen to the end stage, she would inevitably be forced to stuff dog food by Ling Yuan's stinky boy.

In order to be able to eat more delicious food for a while, he, an old man, will not disturb people's daily love.

It's a pity that the Demon Emperor Hanxing, and Qian Mo who is sitting on the other side, these two stupid children can't learn well no matter how much dog food they are stuffed with, and they are always happy to disturb Feng Jiao and Ling Yuan.

People can't help but misunderstand, thinking that the two of them seem to prefer dog food between food and dog food.

The two of them can be regarded as having unique hobbies that are different from each other......

Long Zu secretly complained in his heart, and saw Qianmo, Yunshen, and Jiuying walking into the banquet hall with plates of exquisite dishes in their hands.

Breathing in the aroma of the rich and warm meal, the eyes of everyone in the hall couldn't help but light up.

Feng Jiao walked into the hall and personally placed a plate of iron plate tender tofu in front of Long Zu: "This is a delicacy cooked with fish tofu made from the finest ice herring beaten into fish paste. I'm sure you'll love it. You can try it and see if it suits your taste. ”

As soon as he saw that Feng Jiao actually made a special trip to cook a new dish for himself, Long Zu couldn't close his mouth with a smile, thinking in his heart, sure enough, she was still a well-behaved, cute and warm-hearted Feng Jiao little girl, much better than Ling Yuan, a stinky boy who wanted to bargain from him every time he saw him, and often had to make inches.

The old man was thinking like this, when he saw Feng Jiao curling his lips and smiling at him: "Old man, I know that there are many rare and delicious ingredients in the Dragon Clan. In order to complete the preparations for the sacrifice, I hope that you will be able to help me when the time comes. ”

Dragon Ancestor: "......"

Can he retract what he had just thought?

He just found out that Feng Jiao and Ling Yuan's stinky boy are really not a family, and they always want to bargain from him, an old man, without saying a word.

Alas, as the saying goes, eat other people's soft mouths. He ate this plate of extremely delicious, smooth and smooth tofu, full of the sweet and delicious taste unique to fish, is he still qualified to say no?

Long Zu was slowly biting a piece of fish tofu, but saw the Demon Emperor Hanxing stand up directly regardless of his image, and served himself a large bowl of sour radish vermicelli duck soup.

And the patriarchs, young masters, and elders of the demon clan chewed on them one by one, regardless of their image.