She is a ruffian who destroys flowers with spicy hands, which is also too ferocious.

Isn't it a powerful demon, if your lips are swollen, you will be swollen, and you can't fix it yourself!

even let the little milk bag see such a young child, and the picture of imagination is still there-

Huang lightly pulled his red eyes and narrowed slightly, and summarized himself, Emperor Qian's killing was definitely intentional!

"Hehe--" Seeing her appearance, the little milk bag immediately laughed and trembled, and said, "Brother has instructed me, if I pull my sister up, there is breakfast made by my brother on the table, let my sister eat first, don't go out of the Moon Palace, he will come back in a while-"

Huang lightly pulled his red eyes and narrowed slightly, and automatically made up for the appearance of Emperor Qian's cooking.

Slightly bare chest, stunning face, holding a spatula, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar---

She really can't make up her brain, what would such a stunning demon look like when cooking!

The brain hole is limited, and the picture is too beautiful to imagine.

Eyes swept in the hall, although the Moon Hall is large, but because of the atmosphere of the emperor's killing, it is extremely warm.

The little milk bag jumped down directly, and sat directly next to the pear blossom wood table.

The food on the table is very exquisite, and Emperor Qianji didn't sleep all night, so he got up early in the morning and cooked it himself.

Everything he carefully prepared for his little things.

Everything is done, but I can't bear to wake up when I see that Huang Qingwan is still sleeping so sweetly--

But who knew that his little thing was simply an invincible sleeping god--

Emperor Qianji naturally still has some things to deal with, so he can only explain Xiao Ran-

Huang Qing's eyes swept closer again, but she saw that all the things for washing, Di Qianji had already prepared them for her, and even had a change of dress.

A white dress of Yuehua, embroidered with a few epiphany, is very simple and elegant, but the temperament is difficult to hide, and the phoenix is light and eye-catching, which is just right for her figure.

After cleaning up by herself, the little milk bag couldn't wait, and her brother only cooked for her once, and it was just a simple bowl of gruel.

The most important thing is that when she was sick, she begged her brother to make it for her, and her brother reluctantly made a small bowl of gruel for her.

At that time, the little milk bag, which was only more than two years old, was already moved to tears-

In this life, I can eat what my brother made with his own hands, it's worth dying!

But plain! When Sister Bang came, there were all kinds of everything!

Xiao Niangbao's frightened eyes were about to fall to the ground, and she silently decided in her heart that she must ask Sister Wan to hug her thighs, so that maybe she will be able to eat what her brother made every day in the future!

Looking at the exquisite dishes on the table, I didn't know where to start for a while.

Huang lightly pulled a white dress and was pulled by the small milk bag to sit down.

Looking at a case full of a few dishes, I only felt that my heart was warm, and her teenager was really careful to make her panic-

His eyes swept over, and the osmanthus cake made by the young man himself, honey milk dew, and lotus leaf roast chicken---

It's really varied, and it's almost like a blind phoenix's eyes.

On top of that, Huang Qingwan saw the delicate watermelon cut!

If you want to ask Huang Qingwan what he likes to eat the most, watermelon should be in the first place!

In the middle wilderness forest for a few years, Huang Qingwan couldn't even find a watermelon vine, and after stepping into the southern wilderness, he couldn't even see a watermelon seed.

Huang Qingwan once suspected that the variety of watermelon had become extinct in the Southern Wilderness Continent.

But I didn't expect that today, Emperor Qianji even prepared watermelons.