Pu Zihuang stopped, looked at her with a smile, and smiled softly, "If the soft girl is willing to appreciate her face......"

"Willing to gnaw!" Ruan Ling replied three words in a row. ~with~dream~small~say~щww~suimеng~com

It's really sleepy someone sent a pillow.

When she was really worried about who to find to help with this, Pu Zihuang actually took the initiative to invite her.

And the post was delivered to her three months ago.

She was annoyed.

If you knew this was the case, why waste three months in the bamboo garden.

"Why didn't Zihuangjun tell me about this earlier?" She asked.

"Didn't I send you a post?"

"You didn't say what it was......"

"It's not too late to know." Pu Zihuang smiled good-naturedly, "Isn't Soft Soft unwilling to go with me?" ”

"Of course I do." Ruan Ling laughed a few times, thinking that he didn't have to look at the stinky face of the iceberg, and he didn't have to beg him in a low voice, he was so happy.

Pu Zihuang was so happy to see her, and laughed, "In this case, the soft girl will rest here for one night, and we will go to Kunlun Mountain together tomorrow morning." ”

"That's great!" Ruan Ling immediately agreed, because he was too happy and felt that he should repay Pu Zihuang's kindness, so he volunteered to roll up his sleeves, cook a good meal, and invite him to taste it.

Pingjia, the little demon who is responsible for buying vegetables and cooking, is a gray rat essence.

As soon as he saw Ruan Ling enter the kitchen, a pair of small eyes suddenly sparkled.

"Girl, what are you burning?"

"This dish stinks, can you eat it?"

"Yikes! Why do you put so much oil! ”

"Don't waste salt!"

He circled around Ruan Ling, and kept screaming.

Ruan Ling turned a deaf ear and enjoyed the fun of cooking alone.

Whenever she is in the kitchen, her heart calms down.

Cooking is her hobby and her way of finding inner peace.

In one hour, she cooked twelve dishes, filling the table.

Pingjia's gluttonous direct drool.

Although his name is Pingjia, he is actually very poor at cooking. Among the little monsters in this mountain, there are no good cooking skills, and the reason why Pingjia can get the opportunity to monopolize the kitchen is because the rest of the little monsters have worse cooking skills.

He is the tallest man among the short, although he doesn't cook well, he can eat it.

Pu Zihuang refused to go to mortals to cook in the villa.

This is also the reason why he goes to the mortal world to eat every once in a while.

Ruan Ling remembers very well that that time he was eating fish outside and was stuck by a fish bone.

"Come and try my craft." Ruan Ling greeted Pu Zihuang.

"If you're soft, I'm welcome." Pu Zihuang smiled, picked up chopsticks, picked up a piece of fish, and put it in his mouth.

Ruan Ling smiled and watched him eat.

She discovered that one of Pu Zihuang's favorite dishes was fish.

After all, the two of them couldn't eat much, and the dishes on the table were all cheaper than the little demons in the villa in the end.

Especially Ping Jia, after eating Ruan Ling's dishes, she instantly became her fan brother, and her worship was almost overflowing.

I can't wait to kneel down on the spot to recognize her as a master.

That night, Ruan Ling stayed in the guest room of Wanju Villa to rest, and the next day in Qingcheng, a little flower demon came in with a set of clothes and asked her to change her clothes.

"Do you want to wear your clothes?" Ruan Ling looked at the golden clothes and didn't want to wear them.

This is completely Pu Zihuang's gorgeous style, which doesn't match her.

The little flower demon smiled: "This is specially prepared by the master for Miss Ruan." The host said that going to Kunlun Mountain as a guest is to congratulate people on their birthday, and they should be more festive and grand. ”