(Girls' Literature) I have to say, Su Dashen, you are the truth.

Now, I know what will happen if I offend a woman. Originally, one woman was enough for him, but now it's okay, two women join forces, he is not dead, and he has to shed his skin.

"Xiao Yue'er, aren't you curious about illusions?" The ancients said that at this time, it is best to change the topic and the goal.

As long as his Xiao Yue'er is interested in other things, he can directly ignore the matter of kneeling tofu flowers.

Qiu Yue was very honest, "Curious." ”

Such a fun thing, can you not be curious?

"Now that I have time as a teacher, I can teach you."

Wow yes, at this time, you took out Master's shelf?

Isn't it a particular time?

Qiu Yue is not stupid, her own master is a little bit of thought, can she not see it?

"Wait a minute, I don't want to learn now."

Wow, what an arrogant apprentice, he even said he didn't want to learn.

As a master, he will never do anything if he asks his apprentices to learn the exercises.

So—

"Good boy, illusion has many benefits, such as misleading the enemy at critical moments, or making it see that it is a roast chicken when it is a little bit uncomfortable."

"Or, when the big fur is whitewashed, let it see the little skeleton drooling and pounce on it......"

This move is not the most ruthless, only more ruthless, it is simply deadly.

"Also, when Su Ming was sleeping, he saw a macho man undressing him......"

Qiu Yue's eyes widened, Master, is it really good to pit teammates like this?

Don't talk about Xiao Bu and Da Mao, then Su Ming will follow you to take care of him when he is young, and if you do this, he will cry.

Outside the house, Su Ming, who was still worried about Su Zi, heard this, and decisively took back the hand that was holding the little one.

Not only that, but he was also very considerate to help Xiao Bu knock on the door and open the door.

"Hmph, hum, hot tofu flowers are here."

Xiao Bu held a bowl bigger than himself, and flew towards the autumn moon with great effort. There was also a bowl of cold ones, which were sent in by Su Ming.

Su Zi glared at Su Ming, you kid has itchy skin, right, you actually helped Mrs. deal with your master.

Su Ming ignored the threatening look and calmly put the tofu flower on the table.

"Madam, this bowl is cold, and it is guaranteed to be cool."

Looking at Master's bitter gourd face, Qiu Yue smiled, what does it mean to be self-inflicted and not to live, how can you calculate others?

Now it's okay, you can do it yourself, and even the people around you will decisively not help you.

"Meow, there's a little bit of this bowl of hot."

Su Zi looked at it, and there was more sugar in it than tofu flowers.

Can you imagine, how a** does this taste like? Is this a rush to sweeten the dead?

Big Mao and Little Skeleton are not far behind, one is holding a sugar jar, the other is holding a salt jar, what chili powder and these things, that is a must.

"Xiao Yuezi, if you don't think the taste is enough, you can also add ingredients."

Look at how good they are to him, even the spices are sent over.

Su Zi glared at these people fiercely, but they didn't even lift their eyelids.

It can be said that directly ignore Suzi.

Qiu Yue was very satisfied, "Thank you for your hard work." ”

Everyone united and stood on Qiuyue's side, and poor Su Zi became a loner.

In the final analysis, it's still a little bit of a mistake, how could this little thing come up with this bad idea, who taught it?

"My hair, my head said, don't look at the Yin family like this, the Yin family will never fall for your illusion."

These words reminded Su Ming and the others, only to see them take out strips of cloth and tie their eyes together, now it's up to you how to cast illusions.