"I'm a fan of the master now!"

Dahan said righteously, his voice was very firm, his expression was very arrogant, and he looked at Huo De Xingjun's eyes with contempt. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Huo Dexing's monarch was almost planted on the ground.

Under the low roar, he punched away the number one fan of Zhou Ruyi, and slipped away angrily.

Zhou Ru, who was crooked on top of the auspicious clouds on the other side, opened a slit with his eyes closed, staring at the direction of Huo De Xingjun's departure, and a cold light flickered in his eyes.

"Laojun, let's go too, buddy is going back to sleep. ”

Zhou Ru pulled Lao Jun's robe and opened his mouth lightly.

Taishang Laojun nodded, set up auspicious clouds and carried Zhou Rushi, and flew in the direction of Tong Suspension Island, the ninth sister wanted to follow the teacher, but was pulled by the little boy behind her, and stayed in place unhappy.

In the plum garden, a group of immortal friends who invited Taishang Laojun to come to a small gathering wanted to stay, but as a result, seeing Taishang Laojun's unshaken appearance, he opened his mouth, and finally did not say anything!

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Taishang Laojun is angry.

As for why they were angry, all the immortals were bright and tight in their hearts, admiring Jiuhua and looking down on Zhou Ruyi, which was the most wrong thing they did tonight.

Who knew that this mortal from the Nether Realm had such great ability, and the song "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night" compared Jiuhua to Jiuhua, which in itself was something that no one expected, okay?

The immortals were stunned, lost the interest in appreciating the plum blossoms, arched their hands to each other, said goodbye, and dispersed.

Following.

Through the suspension island, Qiming Palace, on the soft carpet in the hall, Zhou Ru is sleeping heavily.

He opened his arms, his legs were in a figure-eight shape, and there was a trace of saliva at the corner of his mouth, which was very imageless.

Two figures flew from outside the hall, one stepped on the hot wheels, wore a lotus robe, and the little boy with two bags on his head was dragged into the hall by a middle-aged uncle with his armpit in his arms.

"Father, Nezha doesn't follow the teacher!" (Dad, Nezha doesn't want a teacher!)

The little boy in Baotou desperately dragged the middle-aged uncle's arm back, his mouth pursed high, and his eyes were full of tears.

A pitiful look, I feel pity!

The middle-aged uncle had a calm face and shouted: "Don't follow the teacher!

The little boy's body shook, two lines of hot tears rolled down his cheeks, and a little face twitched, full of reluctance.

"Cry, cry, cry!"

The middle-aged uncle slapped the little boy on the back of the head, annoyed and angry.

The little boy was in pain and cried louder, and the howl of wow woke up Zhou Ruyi, who was sleeping in a daze.

"Who, this is?"

"I don't sleep in the morning, what are you yelling about!"

Zhou Ru sat up irritably, opened his sleepy eyes in a daze, and glanced at the source of the cry.

But I saw a middle-aged uncle holding a little boy with a bag under his arm, and he was beating him there.

Zhou Ru opened his mouth and was taken aback!

"me! Child abuse, yes. ”

The little boy cried bitterly, screamed wow, and the middle-aged man made frequent attacks and bangs.

Zhou Ru's brain was a little short-circuited for a while, and he couldn't figure out whether he was in Heaven or the bandits' den of human traffickers.

"Alas, don't fight! Brother Li Jing!"

Zhou Ru stood up from the ground with a grunt and pulled away the furious Li Jing.

"What the hell is this, the child is not your own, such a crackling stinky beating, don't you feel distressed!"

Li Jing blushed and panted, obviously not lightly angry.

A pair of tiger eyes stared at the little boy, and there was a taste of hating iron but not steel.

Zhou Ru pulled Li Jing aside, glanced at the sobbing little boy, and scooped him up from the carpet.

"I don't want you to help me!"

The little boy glared at Zhou Rushi with hateful eyes, shook his hand, and knocked off Zhou Rushi's hand holding his arm.

The young cheeks were bulging angrily, and when he saw Zhou Ruyi, it was like seeing the enemy who killed his father.

"Yes, there's a problem child!"

Zhou Ru stroked his forehead, glanced at the little boy, said secretly, and sat opposite Li Jing.

"Have you eaten?"

"Immortals don't eat mortal things. ”

Zhou Ru snorted twice, and gave Li Jing a thumbs up, brother, you cow b, I will obey.

"You immortals don't eat, and I, a mortal, can't eat it. “

Pick out two eggs from the pile, a bag of sliced bread, four or five slices of bacon, and a small box of butter.

Tear a few more lettuce leaves and rinse them well.

Zhou Ru took a handful of the pot, poured oil, put it on the fire left by Lao Jun yesterday, and hummed a few times.

Fry the six slices of bread in the pan for a while, and when the skin is golden and crispy, the pan in your hand is flipped over, and the six slices of golden bread fall neatly on the plate.

His eyes secretly glanced at Li Jing and Nezha behind him.

Seeing that the big and small people were staring at him together, looking like a curious baby, the corners of Zhou Ruye's mouth hooked, smiled slightly, poured the bacon in his hand into the pot and fried it repeatedly for two minutes, and placed it on a slice of bread.

After getting the bacon, the hall was already full of fragrance, Li Jing pretended to sit calmly, but the corner of his eye secretly looked at the plate, and quietly swallowed a mouthful of spit.

Nezha, who was crying and crying, was even more unbearable, with a small face like a ghost, I don't know if it was tears or saliva, I really couldn't bear to look at it directly。。。。。。

Pour a little oil, wait for the oil to be hot, beat the eggs, pour them into the hot oil, and the aroma of the fried egg is mixed with the rich aroma of bacon.

After counting silently for five seconds in my heart, the oil pan was lifted up, and the omelette instantly turned over, and fell back into the oil pan with a snap.

After shaking the oil pan for a few seconds, until the fried egg whites were yellow, Zhou Ru nodded with satisfaction, cut the fried egg into three equal parts with a spatula, and put it on another small plate.

Butter two slices of bread, spread a slice of lettuce, pick up two slices of bacon, and finally top the omelette and you're done with a breakfast bacon omelette burger.

A big bite of Wu Yangyang on the breakfast bacon omelette burger, Zhou Ru is face is satisfied, the softness of the omelette, the mellow aroma of bacon, the freshness of lettuce, the crispiness of the bread, the combination of four flavors is super delicious.

Zhou Ru chewed heavily, and made a gesture of invitation with his fingers towards Li Jing, motioning for him to come and taste it.

Li Jing coughed dryly twice, and said pretending to excuse himself: "How is this embarrassing?

The fake Sven's tone and contrived behavior attracted two big eyes from Zhou Ruye.

"Love to eat or not, don't eat and pull down!"

"Don't!"

Li Jing was not calm, he hurriedly shouted, and in a flash, the figure had already appeared beside Zhou Ruyi, learning from Zhou Ruye's appearance with a good hamburger, and after one bite, his eyes lit up!

This...... It's delicious.

Li Jing gobbled up, the wind swept away, and Zhou Ru was dumbfounded, and his satisfied face looked like his soul had ascended to the sky, fluttering and uncomfortable.

Nezha, whose face was full of saliva, couldn't hold back any longer, stepped on the hot wheels, and killed the remaining hamburger like a tiger descending from a mountain, his eyes were red, and his killing intent was sensitive.

It's like saying, "Don't rob it! It's all mine! It's all mine!"

It's a pity it's not yours!

As soon as Nezha grabbed the plate, it was pulled away by someone's hand with a staggering sound.

"Want to eat?"

Zhou Ru held the plate in his hand, the corners of his mouth were hooked obliquely, and he glanced at Nezha with a longing face, and said seductively.

"Yes!"

"Do you want to listen to the teacher?"

"Listen!"

"Good!"

Seeing Nezha's obedient appearance under Zhou Ruyi's hands, Li Jing wiped the oil stains on his mouth and gave a thumbs up.

"There is a precedence in hearing the Tao, there is a specialization in the art industry, and Mr. is a great talent!"

"Hehe, it's over"

Zhou Ru arched his hand and returned the salute.

"When will Nezha's tuition be taught?"

When Li Jing heard this, his face stiffened, he laughed dryly, turned his head and brushed his sleeves, and slipped away!

"I'll give you a lung!"