Obviously, all this is not in line with the law of natural selection and survival of the fittest.

Picking up the little chinchilla that had already eaten and drunk enough, it automatically fell into a deep sleep to absorb spiritual power, and walked back while thinking about the strangeness of this place, picking up all the ingredients needed.

"Where have you been, why has it been so long?" In the distance, Youfeng heard Nangong Yehua's voice complaining about grievances.

With a long sigh, he walked up to him and shoved the little chinchilla into his hand.

Because the little chinchilla is reluctant to go back to the space, saying that it will continue to eat when it wakes up, and that the wind will not leave there.

poked the bulging little belly, this guy has already eaten and is still thinking about eating.

Youfeng had no choice but to ask Nangong Yehua, an idler waiting to open her mouth to eat, to help her rub her belly for the little chinchilla to help digest.

At the same time, the little chinchilla is reluctant to return to the space, she can't just catch the piranha and stew it in the open, and if the snack loses its temper afterwards, she also has a reason to make it uncomfortable.

Thinking about it, the wind burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Nangong Yehua pushed the little Totoro away with disgust.

The little chinchilla who was snoring softly was pushed by this and almost fell off the stone, but the wind quickly caught it and glared at him angrily.

"If you want to eat what I made, rub it and digest it?" The wind made a condition.

Anyway, now that the wound is bandaged, she wants to regret not giving it to him, and it's not just a matter of minutes. Who told this guy to cheat, hmph, she cheats too!

And such a cute snack goods, he even dared to dislike it!

At this moment, Youfeng stuffed the little chinchilla into his hand with one hand, crossed his waist with the other, and looked condescendingly at Nangong Yehua, who was wrapped in her like a mummy, and forced him to accept it.

Secretly happy in her heart, fortunately, she had the foresight to wrap Nangong Yehua in bandages first, otherwise, he might not know how to make a fuss!

Hmph, if you don't agree, you have to agree.

The soft sunlight hit behind her, enveloping her whole body in a hazy halo.

I couldn't see her face clearly, but I could feel the cunning light in those beautiful eyes, and the eyes that were as bright as stars shone with brilliant brilliance, shining brightly, like a whirlpool, which attracted his attention.

Then, the white-haired little pet in his hand was once again disliked by him.

"If you throw it again, you won't have to eat!" The little chinchilla who slept soundly again, completely unaware that he had been thrown to the ground for the second time, viciously stuffed it into Nangong Yehua's hands.

"I'm a patient!" Nangong Yehua pretended to be pitiful again.

However, Youfeng was no longer fooled by him, and replied decisively, "If you know that it is a patient, lie down for me!" ”

Tossed like this, she was about to be tossed out of illness. Mental illness!

"Can you not rub its belly?" Actually, he wanted to help her rub her belly, no, she could rub it anywhere.

The dark phoenix eyes looked at the domineering wind hopefully, and the handsome angry face turned into a bun face.

"No way!" The ghost wind snorted softly, directly interrupting his fantasy and turning around in a dashing manner.

After instructing Nangong Yehua to continue rubbing Totoro's belly, Youfeng hurriedly took out pots and pans from the space.

After a few more brushes, the little chinchilla was raised next to the spiritual spring, and in the big pit it it dug, there was already a piranha that looked like a small dolphin, deboned and stripped of the tendons.

A palm wind passed, and the water stains on the piranha immediately dried.

After taking a long turn outside the sword mound, Youfeng picked a large handful of condiments such as wasabi and star anise, and then picked many healing herbs, and stewed them all with the piranha that was full of aura, delicious, and nutritious.

The spiritual spring water and the piranha raised by the spiritual spring water, how delicious is that taste.

Coupled with the superb cooking skills of international chefs, the things made only make people want to swallow the lower stomach with the pot.

The fragrant and rich aroma of food came out of the pot, seducing the little chinchilla who was still asleep and drooling.

It's a pity that it doesn't have that today!

Youfeng set the table in front of Nangong Yehua, then put the fresh fish soup in a large porcelain bowl, divided a small bowl from it and pushed it in front of Nangong Yehua, and said, "It's ready to eat!" ”

Then she reached out to him to pick up the little chinchilla who was being served comfortably.

However, Nangong Yehua, who disliked the little Totoro, uncharacteristically let the little Totoro sleep directly on his lap this time, and then kept staring at Youfeng's eyes with a calculating luster.

The handsome silhouette is perfect as a god, delicate as the most perfect work of the Creator, the sword eyebrows and starry eyes, handsome and extraordinary, seductive and seductive, and the skin, with a moist and healthy color, is so good that it can pinch out the water.

When he laughed, he couldn't take his eyes off it at all.

Youfeng secretly swallowed his saliva, why did he smile so much, seductive! It made her want to reach out and rub her paws.

Stop, hold back, if you really rub it, the price will be great, she can't afford to hurt it!

"Don't you want to eat what I made? Eat it? Youfeng shifted his gaze with difficulty, subconsciously picked up the porcelain bowl in his hand, drank a large mouthful of delicious fish soup, and was shocked to come back a little.

Nangong Yehua shook his head regretfully, he had sacrificed his beauty, and the curtain was about to pounce, hum, blame this bowl of fish soup.

As a result, the innocent fish soup that was more wronged than Dou E was accused of an extremely serious crime by Nangong Ye Hua'an, so that he decided not to eat fish again in the future.

Nangong Yehua stared at the fish soup in front of him with a bitter and hateful face, and his handsome face was sullen, and he was so depressed that he was about to grow mushrooms on the top of his head.

"Hurry up and drink, it won't taste good when it's cold?" On the side, a bowl of fish soup had been solved, and the wind urged.

I am proud, the things she makes are still so delicious!

I couldn't help but drink a small bowl again.

However, Nangong Yehua was completely indifferent and still maintained that posture.

Youfeng suddenly couldn't figure it out, it was rare that there were still people who didn't want to eat the things she made, could it be that there were insects in his bowl of soup?

It's impossible, except for a few of them in the sword mound, the grass doesn't grow, can there be other creatures?

In Youfeng's puzzled eyes, Nangong Yehua finally raised his head, but the mournful eyes were staring at the bowl of soup that Youfeng had refilled.

His action made Youfeng more and more confused, could it be that her bowl of soup was a little better?

But, it doesn't make sense, it's all boiled in one pot, how is it possible!

However, those eyes began to wander between her and the soup bowl, deep eyes, with a little grievance, and the more they looked at the whole face, the more pitiful they became.

Seeing Youfeng, he suddenly felt that if he didn't give him this bowl of soup, it was like committing a great sin.

"Here you go!" Like a hot charcoal fire, the wind hurriedly pushed the soup to him.