Zhang Meixin looked at the plate of black and swarthy hair held on her white fingers, she couldn't see the original thing clearly, and then thought of the young master's soft and boneless appearance, she couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, the young master won't be poisoned if she eats this thing.

Looking at the figure that was about to disappear around the corner, he couldn't help but say eagerly, "Demon Lord, you really want to take this thing...... Well, this dish is going to be eaten by the young master?"

Chong frowned, and said unhappily, "I made a morning of dishes, and if I don't give them to Jiaojiao, can't I give them to you?"

Zhang Meixin'......s face turned pale, but she still mustered up the courage to say, "Demon Lord, have you forgotten that the Hades Patriarch almost collapsed and died after eating the food you cooked last time?"

Thinking of her own life, Zhang Meixin decided to replace the poisoning with "love!"

Hearing this, Chongjing stopped, as if thinking of those not-so-good memories, his face turned blue and white for a while. Looking at the dish emitting poisonous smoke in his hand, he hesitated a little.

"This seat has put a lot of thought into this time, this is the dragon meat that was hunted this morning, and there are dragon immortal grass root pieces......"

She babbled a lot, but in the next second, she was slapped in the face by Zhang Meixin.

"Does the demon lord know what that piece in your hand is?" Zhang Meixin almost cried.

Dragon meat, I don't know which dragon clan was given to Huo Huo by the demon lord, and the dragon fairy grass is a rare treasure, and the root is a place with stronger magic, so it is used to make dishes, isn't this overkill?

But isn't the dragon fairy grass poisonous...... Thinking of this, Zhang Mei wanted to die.

After carefully distinguishing it, Chongjing's face became even more embarrassed, and he squeezed out a few words from the corners of his mouth, "I don't know." ”

Then, without waiting for Zhang Meixin to speak, he stretched out his hand and patted Zhang Meixin's shoulder, and said in a soft voice, "This seat will thank you for reminding ......"

Listening to these meaningful words, Zhang Meixin's eyes rolled and she fainted.

Seeing this scene, Chongjing snorted coldly and raised his voice, "Look, why don't you go and prepare a few side dishes for this seat!"

The chefs peeping in the corner of the wall ran out non-stop and went straight to the smoky kitchen, and in less than a few quarters of an hour, more than a dozen side dishes had been prepared and presented to Chongjing.

All kinds of colors and fragrances, there are a lot of patterns of frying, frying, frying and steaming, and then looking at the black charcoal in his hand, Chongjing sneered, "Are you here to slap me in the face?"

Several cooks immediately shook their heads, eager to shake their heads off to prove their innocence, "The subordinates don't dare!"

"Hmph!

Chongjing snorted coldly, picked out five small dishes from it, put the black charcoal on the head of the head chef, and then walked away without looking back, leaving only a remarkable and charming back.

When Chongjing left, everyone in the kitchen was spread on the ground softly, and their faces were like ashes, as if they were the rest of their lives after the catastrophe.

"This scourge is finally gone, if you don't leave, the ingredients of the Demon Palace will be ruined in the past half a month!" one muttered.

The other person trembled and lowered the plate of black charcoal from the top of his head, and said stiffly, "Do you want to eat?"

"The demon lord's reward, let alone poison, even if it is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, you have to eat it!" said one of them with grief and indignation.

Everyone looked at the plate of black charcoal, and one of the people who was going to die took a small piece, and everyone was evenly matched, never eating more, and refusing to let others eat less.

And then the result of eating it was that the chefs of the night went on strike, not because they were angry, but because they couldn't get out of bed.

The Demon Palace once again came out with a sentence, "I'd rather eat human bones than eat king's food!"

At this time, Chongjing, who was talked about by everyone, was begging for rewards in front of Chonghua with side dishes.

"Mother, did you really do it?" Chonghua's eyes widened in surprise.

"Of course, try my mother's craft. Chongjing's face was not red, and his heart was not beating, and he took the credit of the chef into his own hands.

Chonghua picked up a small stir-fried meat, put it in his mouth, instantly squinted his eyes with satisfaction, and said, "It's delicious, my mother's craftsmanship is so good." ”

He raised his head proudly and said, "Your mother is omnipotent, she can go up to the hall and down to the kitchen!"

Seeing her daughter staring at herself with adoring eyes, Chongjing even boasted about Haikou, "Jiaojiao, tomorrow my mother will make you a dress! It must be unique and beautiful in heaven and earth!"

"Mother is the best! I love you so much!" Chonghua kissed Chongjing's cheek.

I was so happy that I reacted for a long time, and after a long while, I said, "Let's practice a weapon for Jiaojiao again, will Jiaojiao kiss her mother again?"

Chonghua didn't hesitate, pouted and pressed heavily on Chongjing's face, imprinting a faint red mark.

"Ahem, it's time to eat, or the food will be cold. The evil on the side couldn't help but interrupt, looking at Chonghua with envy.

Seeing that his daughter had returned to her original position, Chongjing glared at the evil spirit coldly, "If you can't speak, don't say it!"

The evil touched his nose in embarrassment, and gave Chonghua another dish, saying, "This is made by your mother, if the dish is cold and not delicious, wouldn't it be a waste of your mother's mind." ”

Hearing this, Chonghua agreed very much and said, "Mother, hurry up and eat." ”

Seeing this scene, Chongjing had nothing to say, and the evil had already blocked her words.

"Jiaojiao eat more, whatever weapon you want, my mother will make it for you." ”

A dark golden sword flashed in Chonghua's mind, but the sword was held by another hand, and he couldn't help frowning, "Except for the sword, it's okay." ”

Chongjing and the evil looked at each other, it seemed that Jiaojiao had used a sword before, and was injured by the sword, otherwise she would not be so disgusted with the sword.

Chongjing couldn't help but feel distressed, and said softly, "It's better to make rhombus yarn, made of 10,000-year-old shark silk, with my family's delicate appearance, it will definitely be able to charm a large number of men." ”

Chonghua nodded as if he didn't understand, and said, "What are you doing to fascinate men?"

He was stunned for a moment, then looked at the evil and motioned for the playboy to explain the problem.

Under the warning gaze, the evil didn't dare to say too explicitly, so he could only hesitate, "Jiaojiao, do you want a daughter like you?"

Chonghua raised his head and said in surprise, "Is it just like me and my mother?"

"That's right." ”

Chonghua frowned slightly, his fingers clenched tightly, and hesitated, "Then you have to have a man?"

The evil looked at Chonghua who resisted, and said tentatively, "Jiaojiao, but you don't like men?"

Chonghua nodded vigorously.

Seeing this scene, the evil persuaded him, "But without men, there will be no Jiaojiao ......"

Chongjing said without hesitation, "Who said that! This seat is still a virgin, but it's not a Jiaojiao!"

When the words fell, he received two attentions, and Chongjing only realized what he said at this time, and he couldn't wait to ...... kills people and kills people, but one is a baby daughter.

So Chong Jing unceremoniously pointed to the evil and said, "What do you listen to in the private words of my daughter's family!

The evil ears were red, and he glanced at him meaningfully, then turned and retreated.