"Hey, I haven't killed anyone yet!"

Trembling with a little pale lips, Zhenxiao hurriedly burrowed into the hole in the wall to find the whereabouts of the unlucky ghost.

The Li family courtyard is small, and outside the south wall is the stove room. No sooner had she emerged from the hole than she was petrified in the wind.

Reality is completely different from imagination, and the thunderbolt man is not only not dead, but also alive.

I saw him pouting energetically lying in front of the stove, drowning his head directly into the porridge pot and cooing, the momentum of the cow drinking and swallowing, the starving ghost should be ashamed of himself!

The song is high and low, and the bosom friend is rare!

"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect that there are people in the world who have a taste that is a little more elegant than Zihuan, and they actually tasted the deep charm of my cooking skills!"

A certain dark kitchen god wiped his tears with his sleeve, and he was so excited that he couldn't be more excited. Looking at Lei Choan's swollen pig-headed face, there was only one thought in his heart.

"This guy is so handsome!"

Goo!

An unyielding protest from the large intestine interrupted the real little self-hypnosis.

Hungry!

Since he was kicked out of the store by Tang Qi, he hasn't eaten a grain of rice.

However, countless painful lessons have made Zhen Xiaoxiao dare not step forward to grab food with Lei Splitting Man. When she was full of grievances and had nowhere to vent, she had to take out the beating stone from her sleeve and reprimand it.

"Zhenqishi, you bastard, not only did you abandon the mess, but you left your lovely, innocent, honest and simple daughter who had never done anything bad in her life to elope with the male guy, and you also took away all the money in the family! What should I get to buy food for? ”

The pair of black stones and red jade pendants hanging around the neck are family heirlooms brought out of real little swaddling clothes.

However, the real stranger always likes to borrow this black stone to look at it, and sometimes he sits for half a day. Only when he stared at the black stone silently did he change his usual appearance of Erha, and there was a sharp cold flame flickering in his pale blue eyes.

So over time, as long as I want to complain about my second father, I will take out a stone to vent my anger.

However, this time, the stones that have accumulated too many injustices are finally going berserk!

At the moment when Zhenxiao's eyes touched the stone face, a dense text suddenly forced into her mind along her gaze!

"Bang!"

Without warning, he fell on his back.

The noise disappeared, and the thunderbolt man raised his head, hesitantly looked at the porridge pot, and then hesitantly looked at the motionless woman on the ground, and suddenly felt a little guilty. If I had known that this woman was frail, sick, disabled and prone to convulsions, the thief's delicious porridge just now...... She should have been given a bowl, uh, no! Half a bowl?

It was night, the cold had arrived, and the grass and trees were covered with frost.

When he opened his eyes, a swollen pig-headed face unexpectedly appeared in front of his eyes.

The concern that appeared in the eyes of the thunder splitter man was moving, and the red jade pendant on his neck and the black stone in his hand were not lost, which made Zhen Xiaoxiao's evaluation of this man even higher.

Honest! Honest! Definitely not a thief!

"You...... What is your name? The affection deepened, and she blinked her eyes, forgetting that she seemed to have asked the same question.

"Boat." Although the man has few words, he is better at speaking clearly.

Porridge again? What a foodie!

Zhen Xiaoxiao sat up and patted Lei Splitting Man on the shoulder with a smile.

"No problem, sister lacks you as a little brother who holds a meal, anyway, my father ran away, and my sister also went to be a fairy, a person is boring, and I will cover you in the future." But you can't live without a name. Since you like to drink porridge so much, let's call it small porridge porridge in the future! ”