Chapter 22: Sleeping with the Wrong Person22
Full of dissatisfaction and cursing, after seeing the North Ming Changfeng finish eating the steamed fish sweet and sour fish balls, the chopsticks stretched out to the sea shrimp and braised fish, and when he also signaled her to peel the crab for him to eat, it became terrifying.
My day, this table of dishes is enough for ten people, only those few fish are afraid that there are ten catties, but this northern wind has already swept more than half.
Ziyu quietly looked at the abdomen of Beiming Changfeng sideways, and his stomach was not swollen, it was still flat, and his eyes suddenly widened.
I've seen something that can be eaten, but I've never seen something that can be eaten like this, is this ten years of not eating or is it going to be ten years after eating this meal?
"That...... I can still do it next time, you don't have to ......" If you want to eat people to death, it won't be counted on her head, she has nowhere to escape on the boat, Ziyu looked at the North Wind with great worry.
Hearing this, Beiming Changfeng stopped his chopsticks, turned his head to look at Ziyu who was full of worry, and then continued to eliminate the crab blindly, but the murderous aura around him successfully shut up Ziyu.
Well, the amount of food is tied to the force value.
Ziyu shook his head, he should think so, but he didn't expect Beiming Changfeng to like her cooking so much, looking at Beiming Changfeng who was eating like this, Ziyu suddenly felt for a moment that this person in front of him was a living person who also needed to eat and, not the rumored god who swept across the eight directions.
The wind swept away, and the long wind of the North Darkness ate all the dishes made by Ziyu, and then Fang slowly wiped his hands and threw a sentence at Ziyu: "Continue at night." ”
Keep cooking?
Well, is she going to knock on Longn?
Ziyu looked at her like a gift, and her cheeks twitched: "It's my honor to be able to cook for my beloved you." ”
There were a few people in Hanyang standing next to him, their faces distorted at the same time, how could Dashao still tolerate this person by his side, he was going to be disgusting to death.
Instead, Beiming Changfeng slowly stood up and glanced down at Ziyu inscrutablely: "It's better to remember what you said." ”
Then, without looking back, he walked away.
Remember what she said?
Is it my honor to cook for my beloved you?
Ziyu's hair stood on end in an instant, and he suddenly had a feeling of impending a catastrophe.
Well, it's not far from the port where she is going to sail in, can she swim through, it doesn't feel good.
"What kind of god is there, Dashao gave it to you, take it and take a good look." was stunned, and an object was suddenly thrown head-on and thrown into the arms of the fish.
Ziyu subconsciously took it and opened it to take a look, and in an instant, he was dumbfounded.
The first two big words, family rules.
The general outline of the next book house rules.
When you enter my North Hades Mansion as a daughter-in-law, you should follow the rules of my North Hades family: enter the hall, enter the kitchen, the bed = go up to the waves, the bed must be dignified, you can fight jackals on the mountain, you can mess up the three rivers when you go to the sea, the husband is like the blue sky, and the in-laws are like the earth.
Mom, are you sure this is a house rule and not a gangster torture hall rule?
Ziyu was dumbfounded, and glanced down with his eyes carelessly, obediently, after this general outline, there are one thousand and eight family rules.
One thousand and eight, this North Hell family is not choosing a daughter-in-law, this is choosing the daily human broth.
It's also scary.
The corners of her mouth cramped and wiped a handful of sweat lightly, fortunately, she is not the daughter-in-law of this Northern Hades, and she is not ready to fight for this, she doesn't have to make soup.