"Don't give it!" Luo Ziyan playfully shook the hind leg meat in his hand, and then handed it to the little fire spirit next to him, and said, "Little fire spirit, come and taste it." ”

"Wow, little one, you're so unkind." Devouring Sun was wailing, and he really wanted to try the roasted eight-foot bird produced by the emperor.

"Hmph, if you want to eat, you can find the master." Luo Ziyan pursed her lips and said with a sly expression.

The devouring sun was instantly cowardly, looking for the White Dragon Emperor to ask for it, isn't this looking for death?

You are special to the White Dragon Emperor, you can roast an eight-foot bird for you, but he doesn't have this privilege!

The devouring sun lay in a corner with an aggrieved face, silently drawing circles.

Hey, he also contributed, became a barbecue grill, didn't give meat to eat, but also a bone.

Just as Sundevour sighed, a wing was lost. "Well, I'll give it to you."

Devouring Sun was stunned, turned his head, and saw Luo Ziyan showing a fairy-like smile.

"Okay, I was kidding you just now."

"Woo woo, little one, you're so good." Sun Devouring burst into tears in an instant, and couldn't help but pounce over, wanting to give Luo Ziyan a demonic hug.

Suddenly, a figure flashed, just facing a pair of cold eyes.

Sun-devouring eyes widened, his heart tightened, he hurriedly stopped his feet, and turned his head, "Wow, White Dragon Emperor, excuse me!" ”

Poof, haha.

Seeing the embarrassment of the sun, Luo Ziyan smiled and leaned back and forth, Di Xuanqing was really this guy's nemesis, just one look scared him.

Luo Ziyan looked at the devouring sun, while Di Xuanqing looked at her.

Looking at her smile, her mood seems to be happy.

In the same way, this little guy is also his nemesis.

"Master." Suddenly, Luo Ziyan turned around, wiped her oily little mouth, and said expectantly: "In the future, you will make me something to eat, okay?" ”

“……”

"Okay, okay? I want to accompany the master in the future, and accompany you to eat meat and drink. ”

Emperor Xuanqing raised his steps and walked towards Luo Ziyan.

Luo Ziyan blinked, not knowing what the situation was now, and not knowing whether the master would agree to his seemingly unreasonable request.

Suddenly, Di Xuanqing raised her hand, and she subconsciously shrunk her neck, thinking that the master was angry again.

However, she felt a finger gently wiping the corners of her mouth.

Luo Ziyan opened her eyes, and she looked at God Xuanqing's gentle eyes.

"Okay."

A simple word, but it lit up Luo Ziyan's heart, as if the night had become incomparably dazzling, and it seemed that even the air was sweet to breathe.

Perhaps, as Emperor Xuanqing said, everything that happened tonight was like a dream.

However, she will firmly engrave all this in her heart, and will never forget the taste of barbecue, the lonely back of the master, and that tenderness.

"Hurry up and eat it, it won't taste good if it's cold." Di Xuanqing handed over another hind leg.

"Master, you can eat too." Luo Ziyan rolled her eyes, she gave all the delicious parts to herself, do you gnaw the bones yourself?

"Well, now that the meat is available, it would be nice to have more wine." Luo Ziyan took a bite of the flesh and couldn't help but let out a sigh.

"You little brat, what do you drink?" Sundevour gave her a look of disdain.

"Hmph, I'm sixteen years old, who said you can't drink!"

"I have wine, don't you mind, share a bite of meat?" At this moment, a faint voice came from not far away.

Luo Ziyan was slightly stunned and hurriedly looked over.

At this time, Di Xuanqing was already standing in front of her, his eyes flashing with a cold cold light. "You shouldn't have come."

In the moonlight, a pale, but unusually handsome man walked slowly out of the woods carrying a jug of wine.