Fengli nodded.

His hanging heart was also put down.

Thankfully, she didn't leave.

If she really left just now, I'm afraid she would do something bad uncontrollably.

"Ah Yu, do you want to try it?" Feng Li's dark black eyes were full of anticipation.

Boss Huang looked at such a pair of eyes, and inexplicably couldn't say anything he wanted to refuse...... Hell!

Taste you, big-headed ghost!

Do you yourself say that this kind of thing can be eaten?

Is it true that this kind of thing won't kill people if you eat it?

Benzu will never eat it!

Fengli looked at her hesitant, and his heart sank little by little.

She was still on her guard.

After all, he is a zombie, and he can't be sure what he has added to what he makes.

She must have refused to drink because she didn't believe in herself.

However, the goose, the ancestor of the wind and zombies, did not feel that what he made was inedible.

He had actually seen porridge made by humans.

But that porridge was white.

At one point, he even thought that the kind of porridge made by humans must not be very tasty.

White, so light.

He thinks that the porridge he makes is the best.

So he didn't think about the thing he made at all, which was unacceptable to people.

He just kept there thinking that Huang Qianqian didn't believe him, the zombie ancestor.

[Ding Dong, Wind Away Blackening Value: 70]

“！！！”

No, isn't Benzute just not drinking your porridge?

Do you need to blacken at the same time?

You, you, you!

You're not doing this right!

Didn't you force Benzu to drink it?

Huang Qianqian thought about it for a while, and now there are two choices.

Either drink, drink and nothing will happen, and if you are lucky, you can increase your favorability.

If you don't drink it, his old man will blacken you in minutes.

So...... Does she have a choice?

No.

Alas, there are surprises everywhere in life, so I don't want to surprise you.

Huang Qianqian took a deep breath, revealing the tragic expression of the strong man who would never return when Yi Shui said goodbye.

She stiffened over to the cupboard and took a bowl and a spoon.

Then scooped a whole bowl of "porridge".

"Taste it, of course." If the ancestor does not die today, he must beat the dog severely.

【？？？ What's the matter with me?

Can this lie down the gun?

Feng Li's gaze, which was getting deeper and deeper, suddenly changed, and she ......

"The color is beautiful, and it should taste good."

She took several deep breaths again, then closed her eyes and her heart swayed.

Huang Qianqian felt that he had accomplished the greatest feat in the Three Thousand Worlds.

She drank the bowl of porridge in one go.

As expected, the taste is a bit hard to describe.

She forcibly resisted the churning sensation in her stomach and quietly squeezed out a smile on her face.

"It's not bad, it's delicious."

No! Delicious your uncle!

Feng Li saw that she was so "happy" to eat, and the anger in his heart dissipated a little.

His expression has never been gentle: "If Ah Yu likes it, I will make it for you every day in the future." ”

Huang Qianqian: "......"

Come on! Collect the body of your ancestor!

She felt like all the endurance she had in her life had been used now.

Ahhh

I'm really about to take it anymore...... I want to throw up......

Feng Li saw that she didn't answer herself, and the mood that had just calmed down began to be restless again.

"Ah Yu? You don't want to? ”

(End of chapter)