The words are divided into two ends, 027, who woke up after sleeping in Penglai Xianshan for a night, regained her spirit again, although she was very tired from climbing the mountain yesterday, she also gained a lot of fairy power, and quickly healed her fatigue.

Moreover, the air of Penglai Xianshan is very fresh, with a faint aroma of grass and trees, which makes people feel good.

When she went out, she saw another fairy envoy pinched by a paper figure saluting her and saying, "Princess, the Divine Monarch invites you to go to the main hall." ”

When I got up today, I saw the whole picture of Penglai Immortal Mountain, it turned out that Penglai Ju was not counted, and it was also a vast immortal hall before and after, and the main hall should be the place where the god king lived, and she might be guided by what guidance she had.

In view of the fact that he almost blamed him last night because he didn't believe in Shaoli Shenjun, 027 went to the school today, thinking that Shaoli Shenjun must be to guide her in her cultivation

But, reality quickly hit her in the face.

Under the reflection of the sun, Shaoli Shenjun's jade-like face became more and more stunning, and there was a lot of grace in the flow of his eyes, but he was a little more beautiful than her woman, and when he saw that she came so late, he said angrily: "I've been waiting for you for a long time, it's really slow." ”

027 stepped forward a few steps and saluted: "Divine Monarch, the immortal is late, I don't know what guidance the Divine Monarch has?" ”

Shaoli Shenjun couldn't help but smile slightly when he saw her beautiful and delicate face with a little respect, and then pretended to be very serious and said: "Benjun feels hungry, you can go make some breakfast." ”

027 was stunned for a moment, and looked at the immortal envoys pinched by the paper figures around him, Shenjun was an immortal envoy with a pinch, and he actually asked her to cook, what is the reason?

Shaoli looked at her eyes, and couldn't help but be a little narrow in his eyes: "What?" Is your cultivation heart so insincere? It's embarrassing for you to make some breakfast for this god-kun. ”

"Don't dare." 027 Restrained his thoughts, only when this Shenjun was indeed uncertain, but he did come to the door to ask for advice, and it was also appropriate to make breakfast for the Shenjun, so he immediately pulled out his legs and went to the kitchen.

After a stick of incense, 027 walked in with a pot of porridge, then went into the kitchen, took two freshly boiled eggs and put them on the table, so hot that she quickly touched her earlobe.

didn't notice that Shaoli Shenjun's eyes turned on her round and white earlobes.

027 presented Shaoli with a bowl of porridge, and then looked at him with a little imperceptible hope, Shaoli smiled slightly, and then took a sip.

White porridge is supposed to be the easiest food in the world to make, and it won't be too unpleasant to cook casually.

But it's also difficult to be 027, the rice cooked in some places of a bowl of white porridge is still alive, but it is so rotten that it can't be scooped up in some places, and it still has a burnt smell.

In fact, she began to sprinkle some rice into it first, and then used a spell to turn the fire into porridge, but it was not well controlled, the fire was too big, and it was boiled into a pot of thin soup, so she had to sprinkle a little rice into it, trying to neutralize it, and it became this strange and indescribable flavor.

"Is it good?" 027 saw that Shaoli took a sip and didn't express an opinion, so he couldn't help but ask.

Shaoli smiled slightly, and his lips bloomed with peerless elegance, but there seemed to be a faint sadness in his expression: "It's delicious." ”

This bowl of half-cooked and half-burnt porridge tasted the same as he remembered, how could it not taste good?

027 tasted it in disbelief, and then spit it out, deeply suspecting that Shaoli's taste was already bad, this god monarch was known as the god of war at a young age, and it was estimated that his taste had been almost damaged after a lot of suffering.

027 looked at Shaoli sympathetically, then pushed his bowl away, and said, "Otherwise, don't drink porridge and eat eggs." ”

There will be no problem with boiling eggs, 027 felt a little guilty in his heart, and helped him knock an egg, and then watched the egg spread out on his stomach, and the yolk flowed down like a liquid, and her hands flowed all over.

027 was a little embarrassed, but Shaoli didn't care, handed her a handkerchief, and drank the bowl of strange-tasting porridge.

This breakfast can be described as a tasteless, 027 felt a little guilty about Shaoli in his heart, because Shaoli let her enter the main hall in the morning, she didn't think much about it, and then went in, and waited for Shaoli to lie on the bed, and patted the position next to her.

Only then did she realize that something was wrong, and silently took a step back and said, "Since the Divine Monarch is ready to rest, the Immortal will not bother." ”

"Where are you going?" Shaoli saw that she was about to slip away, and a faint smile flashed between his eyebrows, "Sit here, it's hot now, fan me." ”

027 was speechless for a while, thinking that it was not appropriate for those paper people to do this job?

Shaoli seemed to be able to hear her inner words, and then pretended to be pitiful and touched his stomach and said, "Thinking of today's breakfast, this stomach seems to feel..."

027 felt a little embarrassed, so he sat down and fanned his fan as if he were doing it.

To tell the truth, this will be lukewarm and comfortable, and there is even some comfortable coolness on Penglai Xianshan, why do you need to fan it, 027 began to fan a few times, looking at Shaoli closed his eyes, he was a little lazy, and he fanned without a match.

As soon as she was bored, she began to look left and right, but at this moment she heard Shaoli say faintly: "Be serious." ”

She came back to her senses, her good-looking brows furrowed slightly, and she slapped a few times in her heart a little mischievously, until Shaoli's long hair blew on her face before she showed a smug smile.

But Shaoli's face is indeed too good, with white jade-like skin, facial features and the same as painted, and the outline is carved with knives and axes, taking into account the three-dimensional and soft, giving people a hazy but not feminine Meifu's long hair on the lips, which is more and more reflected in the black hair color, white skin, and red lips.

027's heart jumped, and the ghost made the god pull off the long hair a little, and his heart was comfortable.

Such a face should be clean to look good?

She was at peace at the moment, and the fan became softer, observing Shaoli's face while fanning, I don't know how long it took to fan before Shaoli's voice sounded again, "Have you seen enough?" ”

027's face was red, a little irritable, this person didn't let her look left and right, and didn't let her stare at it, there were too many things, so he immediately stopped the fan, got up and said: "Since it disturbed the purity of the Divine Monarch, then the immortal should retire." ”

Just as she was about to leave, her wrist was grabbed, and she turned her head slightly angrily, wanting to hear what else the troublesome spirit had to say.

Shaoli's eyes seemed to be smiling, with some indescribable demeanor on his face, and he said lightly: "I am, if you haven't seen enough, take a closer look." With a tug of his hand, he pulled 027, who was already unsteady, closer, and 027 stared at him, and his heartbeat suddenly increased a little.

She didn't move, but let Shaoli completely absorb the imperceptible tension in her eyes.

"How's that, is it pretty?" Shaoli's voice seemed to have some kind of demagogic nature, but it reminded 027 of a birdsong in the early morning, hidden in the hazy daylight, and the rustling wind of the jungle made a wonderful song.

She sighed lightly in her heart, the beauty is misleading, if she didn't still have a little sense, she would have asked Shaoli to hook her soul, thinking of this, she smiled lightly on her face: "It's okay, the god monarch is very beautiful, but it's a pity that it's a man, if it's a woman, it should be on par with this princess." Then he got up and made a no-mistake gesture, "The Divine Monarch has no other opinions, so the Immortal will leave first." ”

She left the main hall in an orderly manner, but her footsteps were a little deserted and fled, and she was so soft that she knocked on the side of the bed, muttering in her mouth.

"Late, late."

"What should I do with you?"