The middle-aged Confucian even cleaned the blood stains on the tiger skin, and then wrapped the tiger meat inside, and then ran back as fast as he could. Rao is internal strength is profound, and this time is busy, and the middle-aged Confucian student also feels panting. However, when he came to the fire again, he was still stunned.

"You, you're going to roast the rest of the tiger meat and eat it?" After being stunned for a while, the middle-aged Confucian finally couldn't help but ask.

"No, I ate it all. Drifting back disapprovingly, he also pointed to the two pieces of tiger meat on the fire, "Can't you see, don't you see, there are two big pieces left?"

"You, did you eat like this?" asked the middle-aged Confucian with an ugly face. And it's no wonder. Because, when the middle-aged Confucian had just left, he clearly remembered throwing half of the bloody tiger meat on the tiger skin directly to the ground. Until now, the various dirt contaminated by the tumbling of tiger meat is still in front of me.

"yes!"

Hearing Piao Wu's answer, the middle-aged Confucian couldn't help but feel a churning in his stomach. It was as if he had swallowed a lot of filth.

Seeing the middle-aged Confucian student's face ugly, he couldn't help but feel proud in his heart. "Hmph, little one, makes you self-righteous. Don't think it's a big deal for a famous kid!"

Of course, all of this is just a little prank concocted by our Piaoxia. In fact, after the middle-aged Confucian left in a hurry, he used his water magic to rinse all the remaining tiger meat clean. Otherwise, how can our Piao Daxia eat so well?

"Your Excellency, what is your expression?" asked Piao, pretending to be puzzled, "to tell you, all filthy things will be reduced to nothing in the fire." So, once you've grilled it, you're ready to eat. Keeping it won't spoil you! Come on, come on, these two big pieces are specially left for you below!"

"Vomit ......" This time, the churning in the stomach of the middle-aged Confucian student suddenly reached the mouth, fortunately, he was stopped in time, and he tried his best to calm down, and the middle-aged Confucian hurriedly refused, "Don't don't, you better enjoy it yourself." ”

"You, really don't want to eat?" asked Piaono, confirmationally.

"I really don't eat it!" The middle-aged Confucian replied quite decisively, and in a hurry, he even forgot to use the title of "little brother". Then, the middle-aged Confucian hurriedly covered his mouth with his hands. I don't know if he wants to hide the embarrassment caused by the churning in his stomach, or if he is afraid that the roast tiger meat contaminated with all kinds of dirt will suddenly run into his mouth on its own.

Drifting without a trace, he was not polite, and immediately took the barbecue from the fire, and then chewed it in a big gulp. I don't know if it's intentional or unintentional, but the sound of smacking the bar without a trace is particularly loud. And from time to time, there are sighs of "delicious" and "really fragrant".

After a period of busyness, it was already afternoon, and the middle-aged Confucian student's stomach was already grumbling with hunger. Even if there is no "temptation" from someone, but smelling the aroma of barbecue, the middle-aged Confucian can no longer feel it. Not to mention...... Therefore, the middle-aged Confucian suddenly felt that his tongue was full of relish, and unconsciously, with a "click", a bean-sized amount of gluttonous water slipped from his lips to the ground. Suddenly, the middle-aged Confucian was so ashamed that his face was flushed.

Drifting without a trace, he glanced at the middle-aged Confucian student, and after revealing a hint of imperceptible evil smile, he sent the large piece of tiger meat that was bitten and uneven in his hand forward, and asked, "Do you want to eat it again?"

Although the middle-aged Confucian wiped the saliva between his lips, he quickly shook his head and vetoed: "No, no, no, how can I compete with my little brother?"

"Oh, I see, Your Excellency dislikes what I've eaten!"

Listening to the ridiculous words that drifted away, although the middle-aged Confucian blushed with embarrassment, he did not open his mouth to deny it.

"Haha, it's okay, isn't there still a piece of roasting on this fire? I'll bring it to you!"

When the middle-aged Confucian heard this, he immediately hurriedly stopped: "Don't, don't! That share is also yours little brother! How can I ......?"

Piao Wuxian shrugged his shoulders helplessly, and then continued to unhurriedly nibble on the large piece of roast tiger meat in his hand.

Looking at it, the middle-aged Confucian student couldn't help but drool again in the sound of "gurgling" in his belly. For a "hungry" person, this is definitely the most painful torture. Finally, the middle-aged Confucian couldn't bear it anymore......

"Little Brother ......"

Drifting without a trace, he glanced at the middle-aged Confucian student's somewhat embarrassed expression, and then smacked his mouth proudly, and asked pretending to be confused, "What's the matter?"

"Can you please be here in this ...... While tasting it, by the way, I will help my brother also roast a piece of tiger meat?" the middle-aged Confucian asked with some embarrassment.

"Ahh

"We can bring dry food with us!" the middle-aged Confucian retorted with some confidence.

"Then you can eat dry food!"

After listening to someone's answer, the middle-aged Confucian immediately felt that "he was not angry". But in the end, I held back. Alas, who made him ask for help now?"Little brother, will you help your brother once?" Speaking of this, the middle-aged Confucian shook the tiger skin on his back and showed the cleanly washed tiger meat inside, "How can this dry food be as delicious as barbecue?"

"Okay. "But you'll have to wait a moment. ”

"Why?" asked the middle-aged Confucian scholar, puzzled.

"Don't you see what's roasting on the fire?" asked Piano angrily.

"But, weren't there two pieces roasted on the fire just now?" asked the middle-aged Confucian unconvinced.

"The fire just now is so big!" replied as he gestured, "The fire is only so big now!

The middle-aged Confucian knew that the hateful young man in front of him was deliberately making things difficult, so he stomped his feet angrily, and then put the tiger skin package on his back on the ground, and said angrily: "Okay, I'll go find dry firewood! Now, are you satisfied?"

Looking at the back of the middle-aged Confucian student who left angrily, he couldn't help but feel proud: "Hmph, what about the children of famous families? At the same time, Piao Wuxian said to himself with a wicked smile on his face, "Haha, satisfied, of course I'm satisfied! Don't worry, when you come back, I will also satisfy you!"

Alas, poor middle-aged Confucian student! This time, our Piao Daxia, I don't know what kind of prank he will make on him?