"Okay, I hope you can keep your agreement." King Zhao picked up the rice bowl.

"Don't worry, I won't lose." Zisu can be regarded as a par with this King Zhao, who has never seen the true face of Lushan.

"Tell us about your dishes?" King Zhao looked at the floating red thing, and he didn't know how to say it.

"This is called hot and sour fish, please taste it." Zisu took the chopsticks and turned the fish meat up from the bottom of the bowl, and the tender white fish meat revealed the red oil, exuding a unique sweetness, sour and spicy, and the hook people's appetite was opened.

"Hot and sour fish?" King Zhao sandwiched a chopstick fish meat and put it in front of him, and sure enough, the sour aroma and spicy flavor were perfectly integrated, and the freshness of the fish meat was still revealed.

"It tastes good." King Zhao put it in his mouth and chewed it elegantly, praised it, and continued to put his chopsticks on the fish.

Zisu's eyes widened, this King Zhao has no sense of taste, when this fish came out of the pot, she secretly tasted a little, even the fish meat was soaked in the taste of chili peppers, she, a person who loves spicy food, felt spicy, this King Zhao, who had never eaten chili peppers, did not change his face, is it that the nerves in the mouth and stomach nerves of people with high martial arts are more stupid than others?

Zi Su was stunned, King Zhao had already eaten a bowl of rice, and half of a fish had been eaten, Zi Su hurriedly moved his chopsticks and didn't eat again, I was afraid that the first spicy dish of Lan would be rounded by King Zhao.

Zi Su felt that it was spicy after eating for a while, and he poured two large cups of tea before he felt that his tongue had regained his senses, looking at King Zhao who continued to eat elegantly on the other side, Zi Su had deep resentment and jealousy, I really don't know what kind of monster this King Zhao is.

There were a lot of dishes on the table, except for Zisu's occasional taboo, King Zhao didn't even move, but he ate a lot of the spicy spicy hot and sour fish, and finally wiped the corners of his lips elegantly, "It tastes good." ”

"Thanks for the compliment." Zisu's face was already flushed, and he was secretly regretting it, what is the name of this person who is stupid with no nerves in his mouth and stomach.

King Zhao looked at the woman in front of him, his face was slightly sweaty by this sour and spicy fish, and a pink color appeared on his cheeks, which made his originally cold face vivid.

And this kind of very unfigurative pouring herbal tea, and constantly cooling his face with his hands, such an action without the image of everyone's girlfriends, but it makes King Zhao feel very cute, so she has faded the shell of camouflage, which makes people feel more real.

Lu Yao and the others had already finished their battle meals, and they all returned to their respective positions, as for the stupid Liu Xian Ling and Liu Suifeng, who was still unconscious, they were left to dry on the ground, the noon sun made everyone burn, and they could barely feel a trace of coolness while sitting on the stone table, Zi Su was very suspicious that Liu Suifeng, who was lying motionless on the ground, had heat stroke.

If he really dies of illness, it would be fine, Ling Chi's pain is simply beyond the limit that the human body can bear, this Tianlan is really a harsh punishment.

"I said, Lord Wang, your case has been tried and you have eaten, shouldn't you go back to rest?" The corners of Zisu's mouth were curved, but there was no smile in his eyes, such a big and sloppy person, it is estimated that King Zhao has encountered it for the first time.

"It's time to take a break, after all, the king's health is not very good, so borrow the girl's treasure and take a nap for the king." As if he didn't understand what Zi Su meant, King Zhao actually proposed to rest here.

"Lord Wang, your palace has a high bed and soft pillows, and the beautiful maid is on the side, I'm afraid that the prince will not be able to adapt to my poor country room, right?" Zi Su darkened his face and looked at King Zhao deadly, feeling as if if he dared to say that he would stay, he would tear him alive.

"The high bed and soft pillow are not as good as the heart, and who doesn't know the whole Tianlan, this king is not close to women, not to mention a maid in the palace, not even a female mosquito, but you here, although it is simple, but it is better in freshness and elegance, this king will reluctantly rest for it!" King Zhao himself pushed the wheelchair and really went in the direction of the main house.

"You, Lord Wang, are you sure you're not a broken sleeve?" Zisu didn't believe it, it was a man who could bear it when he heard this.

"Is it a broken sleeve, woman, you can try?" Although King Zhao under the mask also had a black face, he would not give up such an opportunity to make Zi Su so angry.

Zi Su was angry, is this the god-killing prince that Tianlan's people all respect? It's just a scoundrel who molests a woman from a good family.

"It's okay if the prince wants to stay and rest, when you leave, don't forget to pay the silver, my bed is not so easy to sleep on." Zisu said hatefully.

"Thank you, Lu Yao, we're taking a nap." I like to look at her kind of way of being helpless, and the old god who usually looks at everything is there, so it's really not easy for her to break the gong, King Zhao thought.

Zisu hugged his shoulders and watched King Zhao walk into his bedroom step by step, Zisu waited, as for what she was waiting for, others didn't know, everyone in the family knew.

That's right, Zi Su is waiting for the purple spirit mink, this little guy usually either squats on Zi Su's shoulder and dozes off, or jumps up and down to play with Da Hei, and more often sleeps comfortably in Zi Su's quilt.

Moreover, the purple spirit marten has a strong sense of territory, and a radius of ten miles around the courtyard of the Zisu family can be regarded as the sphere of influence of the purple spirit marten, except for the east house raised by those people, even a mouse does not dare to haunt this area, even if there is someone who does not know the situation, it has been cleaned up by the purple spirit marten.

Especially Zisu's quilt nest, which is simply the exclusive territory of the purple spirit mink, once Xiao Xiao helped Zisu clean up the house, and when he folded the quilt, he was suddenly attacked by the purple spirit mink.

If Zi Su hadn't found out in time, Xiao Xiao might have really died of poison, but that time Zi Su also punished the purple spirit marten for not being able to eat the four spirit pills for three days. In the future, the purple spirit marten will remember that anyone from his own family will not attack, but King Zhao, a stranger, is not so lucky.

Now that the purple spirit marten is full of food and drink, and when he is sleeping, King Zhao disturbed the purple spirit mink's good dream at this time, and he has good fruit to eat, Zi Su hated it.

But after waiting for a long time, Lu Yao came out of the bedroom, and he didn't see any movement in the house, and Lu Yao's expression couldn't see anything, could it be that the purple spirit marten was not in the bedroom, it was impossible, Zisu was watching it go back.

At this time, in Zisu's bedroom, King Zhao was already lying on Zisu's bed with his clothes, smelling the fragrant fragrance of the girl left by Zisu, and felt very peaceful in his heart.

"If you dare to sue, I'll pluck out your hair, such an ugly thing, I think she won't want it, right?" King Zhao closed his eyes and said to the purple spirit mink.

The purple spirit mink that was forcibly occupied in the sleep territory was also full of resentment, but there was no way, it couldn't be beaten, it couldn't be caught, it couldn't be poisoned, the purple spirit mink looked at King Zhao who was lying down, and rubbed his brain.

How can this man be the same as the master, so fond of playing people, but the master is much gentle, how can he be like this man, two fingers down, and his head is dizzy.

After thinking about it for a long time, I felt that it was better to stay away from this man, the purple spirit mink jumped off the stool and was about to run out, she was going to complain to the master.

"Come back, dare to run one more step, watch your tail. Smack~"A small steel ball accurately hit the tail of the purple spirit mink, how could the purple spirit mink not know that if he dared to run, there would definitely be no good end.

The purple spirit marten walked back dejectedly, curled himself up on the stool, glanced at King Zhao with deep resentment, closed his little eyes full of aura, and had already made up his mind to let his master avenge himself.

King Zhao smiled slightly, this little thing is the same as her owner, eating soft and not hard, and the appearance of opening teeth and dancing claws when this fried hair is also the same, what kind of owner has what kind of pet.

Zisu waited for a long time and didn't see any movement in the house, so he pushed the door into the bedroom out of curiosity, and saw the purple spirit marten sleeping aggrievedly on the stool, and another big man was lying on his bed in a grand manner.

"Squeak~" The purple spirit marten suddenly jumped onto Zisu's body, and its little paws grabbed Zisu's clothes and rubbed them vigorously, like a wronged child.

"Woman, if you don't mind, you can sleep with this king, and this king is very happy." King Zhao still didn't make any moves, but the words he said could make his nose crooked.

Rejoice, rejoice your sister, a dignified prince has no image at all, bullying her a woman, not a gentleman.

"You are happy, this girl is not happy, are you bullying my mink, you see you scared her, she is still a child." Zisu touched the hair of the purple spirit mink.

"We just had a friendly conversation, and she gave me the bed." King Zhao lied and did not make drafts.

The purple spirit mink grabbed Zi Su's clothes and shook it vigorously, as if to say, it's not like this, he bullied me, and he also pulled the hair on his forehead to show Zi Su.

"If you believe in you, you'll be a ghost, Mink, let's go, don't be in the same room with this faceless and skinless prince, let Ling change everything in this house for us tomorrow, okay?" Zisu walked out of the house while talking to the purple spirit marten.

Such childish words made King Zhao feel an indescribable feeling in his heart, like sour, and a little itchy, thinking about it, he slowly relaxed his nerves, and actually fell asleep.

You must know that the poison has just been poisoned once in the past two days, although it has been suppressed with medicine and some other things, it is still a little weak and tired, although it was only a few moves with the woman last night, it is still a little reluctant, after all, Zisu's combat power is not weak, if you want to gain the upper hand, even King Zhao has to spend some strength.