ICP record number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet Publishing Qualification Certificate: Xinchu Network License (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Network Culture Business License: Wen Wangwen [2010] No. 128

When Xinglian woke up, he was nestled in the arms of a giant python.

The bed was overwhelmed and smashed in half and collapsed to the ground, while she slept lazily in the middle of the half-broken bed, with a python body on the back and a quilt on it.

After recalling it carefully, she seemed to be asleep in the child's arms, and the condition at this time was ...... It is estimated that the child couldn't stand the pressure, so he showed his original form, and then this board bed really couldn't bear the weight of one person and one snake, and died heroically.

Getting up, she took one last look at the messy bed, she gently dusted off her clothes, and said to the ice python that shrank into her sleeve again, "It's okay, you don't have to feel guilty about crushing the bed, after all, we don't need to sleep here tonight." ”

The ice python retracted its body in its sleeve for a moment, and slowly crawled inside.

Please, who should be guilty, and besides, is the point of not having to be guilty of being in this place at night?

When he went out, he was about to find Ning Drunk so that he could hand over the refining instrument to him, when he ran into a man in a dark robe standing at the door.

Also, an unidentified object hovering beside him......

"What?" She hadn't forgotten the threat it had posed to her last night.

Si Jingyan hesitated, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, his hand was raised, and the tray landed firmly in the palm of his hand, "Breakfast." ”

"Uh......" glanced at the plate that had been suspended in the air, and she nodded her forehead depressedly.

Can this thing not show off its mystical power like this?

The moment the dinner plate fell into the hands of Si Jingyan, there was a faint heat, which was obviously the same pattern as when Jing Yue was forced to drink the medicine before.

"Don't eat?" Seeing that she didn't answer, Si Jingyan frowned slightly.

Looking at his appearance, Xing Lian immediately took a step back vigilantly.

This product, is it the same as forcing Jingyue to drink medicine before, forcing her to gnaw on?

It's just that before she could take precautions, the handsome man took two steps and casually put the dinner plate on the windowsill, "Since you don't want to eat, let's put it away." ”

Starlink: "......"

What kind of situation is this, the atmosphere is a little delicate.

Just thinking about it, a thin old man stumbled outside, and when he saw Xing Lian, he suddenly flew down to her, and grabbed her wrist, "You little girl, how strong is that wine, the old man only drank two bowls, and now his head still hurts!" ”

"Old man......"

Before she finished speaking, the originally angry old man's eyes flashed, and his eyes immediately paused on the steaming food by the windowsill, "Hey, my lazy apprentices never make breakfast, where did this rice porridge come from?" ”

"Rice porridge ......" She was stunned for a moment, and just wanted to reach out to point to the four scenery, but Ning was drunk but didn't wait for her to move, and a dodge fell to the windowsill again, and she simply sat on the windowsill, holding a small bowl and eating.

Rice porridge...... I don't make a bandit early......

She glanced suspiciously at the four landscapes, and the latter still looked the same, but strangely looked away from her.

Could it be...... This man cooked it with his own hands, right?

No, no, no, this can't be, it must be the wrong posture to sleep last night, resulting in cerebral congestion, and when she goes back, she must educate the ice python well, and when she sleeps in the future, she must pay attention to adjusting the correct posture.

I'd rather believe that this rice porridge was cooked by jumping into the pot by myself, rather than believe that a dignified prince can cook!

[This article is really easy to make people write funny, infinite resentment ing~]