Jiang Xiaoman likes to eat meat, and he loves meat very much.

Most of the children who grew up in the border areas are like this, and they are not happy without meat.

This is especially true when you can no longer eat meat.

Red lotus root and green pineapple, stir-fried with little salt, but the taste of meat was eaten by the teenager.

The dinner was very elegant, and the diskettes were exquisite.

Ji Xiaoyue is quite sensible, remembering that Jiang Xiaoworm can't eat meat, so he deliberately asked for a little more elegant vegetarian food, but the table is still fragrant with meat.

Steamed elbows, yellow crispy sheep, steaming.

The elbow has to be cooked with a free-range pig in the Beiliang Mountain, and a small piece of the front elbow hamstring can be cooked.

Tianjilou once set up the "Kyushu Treasure Food List", which has six foods, six drinks, six meals, one hundred dishes, one hundred sauces, and eight treasures, a total of 226 kinds of Kyushu precious ingredients.

Among them, the eight treasures are the most, followed by six meals and six foods.

Although Beiliang's unique charm pig is not as good as Bazhen, Liushan and six foods, it is also one of the hundred delicacies.

Perhaps because he has been fed medicinal bait since childhood, the aroma of his meat has a smell of herbs.

There is no need for any condiments when cooking, and the red clay wine jar containing the hundred-year-old wine is used as a pot, and it is simmered slowly, and the meat has its own fragrance overflowing when it is cooked.

It can nourish yin and also replenish yang, especially the elbow hoof flower is the most, and there is a hoof that can be worth a thousand gold.

With its pearl and jade in front, the yellow crisp sheep on the back is a little eclipsed.

Although it is a famous dish in the desert of the Western Regions, the ingredients are also precious, and it is a deserted mountain antelope that is only available in the Western Regions.

It's not as good as the charm pig.

"Hmm, ginger worm, don't say it, this steamed elbow is really fragrant!" Ji Xiaoyue picked up a piece of fat and tender hoof flowers and put it in her mouth, and shook her head proudly at the young man who was immersed in chewing light spinach.

Before the little girl could react, the lazy young man raised his chopsticks with a wicked smile and gently tapped them on the little girl's smooth forehead.

"Oh! I'm fighting with you!"

The little girl couldn't dodge, rubbed her slightly aching forehead, and pounced with her teeth and claws.

But today's Jiang Xiaoworm's cultivation is not bad, where will the little girl who has always neglected cultivation be an opponent.

A backhand is to successfully subdue Ji Xiaoyue.

"Hey, Ji Xiaoyue, you said you eat so much and don't grow more meat?" Jiang Xiaoman gently squeezed the little girl's slender wrist and said with a chuckle.

I didn't dare to really push hard, for fear of hurting the little girl.

"Jiang Xiaoworm! I'll count three times! You can't let me go!" the little girl's face couldn't help but turn red, and she threatened with some inwardness.

"Three sounds, that's not good! Three sounds is too few!" Jiang Xiaoman's fingers lightly tapped the emerald green bracelet on the little girl's wrist, smiled lazily, and said, "You are so good that you are a generation of female snitches, why do you have to count a hundred?"

"I said, if you don't eat it again, it won't taste good when the food is cold!" The girl surnamed Xiao sighed helplessly, put down her chopsticks, shook her head and smiled: "I should be full, you haven't moved a few mouthfuls of rice in your two bowls, wasting is not a good habit." ”

Xiao Ying eats a small amount of food and can't eat much at night.

But with only a small bowl of rice, I already feel a little stretched.

"Okay, I'll let you go, but don't make any more trouble, eat obediently!"

Jiang Xiaoman chuckled and let go of the little girl's wrist.

Then, the body is leaning back.

It's not about prevention.

It's just that the young man who knows the temperament of the little girl has long expected that Ji Xiaoyue, a dead girl, will definitely not be willing to suffer.

Don't look at Ji Xiaoyue, this dead girl is not generous many times.

Even Jin Yezi said that he would give it away, and he didn't blink his brows.

But when the lazy scoundrel gets up, he is not inferior to Jiang Xiaoman at all.

Even, faintly, even more.

The so-called if you don't pick up money when you go out, even if you lose it, that's roughly what it says.

Sure enough, as the boy expected.

Jiang Xiaoman's body had just leaned back, and the little girl who had just broken free from the clutches of the devil turned around and pounced again.

I only heard an "oops".

One of them was unstable, and they fell to the ground in unison.

Ji Xiaoyue was better, and her two hands tightly grasped the corners of the young man's clothes.

Anyway, there is a stinky guy like ginger worm who uses himself as a meat pad, and it doesn't hurt at all.

The boy who came directly to the cold ground had a close contact, but he inevitably bared his teeth.

Jiang Xiaoman wrapped his hands around the little girl's waist and muttered, "Ji Xiaoyue, you dead girl is really heavy!"

"Phew!" Ji Xiaoyue was hugged by the young man's slender waist, her pretty face was as red as a persimmon, and she suddenly pushed it in embarrassment, and she heard a "bang", and directly pushed Jiang Xiaoworm, a stinky guy, to the ground again.

Poor Jiang Xiaoman hadn't come back to his senses yet, and he felt his head sink again.

Then, the eyes were full of little stars blinking.

Fortunately, the wooden floor is softer than the bluestone floor.

Jiang Xiaoman only felt dizzy, but there would really be any mistakes.

Ji Xiaoyue, who knew that she was in trouble, was not in a hurry to run, and she didn't care how charming she was still sitting on the young man at this time, so she hurriedly stretched out two small hands to hold Jiang Xiaoworm's head, and said eagerly: "Jiang Xiaoworm, do you want it?!"

"Ji Xiaoyue, you ......!" Jiang Xiaoman shook his head vigorously, and then he saw the infinitely magnified face of the little girl who was close at hand, but the dead girl who was about to blurt out couldn't say anything when it reached her throat.

Maybe it was precisely because he couldn't say it that he inevitably suffocated his face red.

The young man didn't care about the faint pain in the back of his head, and hurriedly tilted his head to the side, and said angrily: "How can you get married in the future, don't you get up from me quickly, it's too heavy!"

In this world, it doesn't matter if he's a man or a woman, it's like that.

This is true when you really have someone in your heart.

If you make a mistake in a hurry, the so-called concern is chaotic.

And care is chaotic, these four words are the most adulterated.

The little girl thought that Jiang Xiaoworm was really angry, where was the previous cleverness.

He hurriedly got up from the young man, couldn't help lowering his eyes, interlaced his fingers, and whispered, "I don't eat much!"

"Not much?" Jiang Xiaomanyu jumped up, his movements elegant and chic.

When she came to the little girl, she put her two fingers together and put them on Ji Xiaoyue's cheek, and said with a chuckle: "However, girls, you should eat more." ”

"Ginger worm, you...... You're not angry, aren't you?" the little girl blinked, and lifted her head, revealing the dimples on either side of her cheek.

The place where the young man's finger was pointed happened to be the dimple on the left cheek of the little girl.

Jiang Xiaoman couldn't help but play with it, pinched Ji Xiaoyue's fleshy face, and grinned: "It's like being sat by a pig, why should you be angry?"

"You're the little pig!" Ji Xiaoyue pursed her lips, and the dimples on both sides disappeared.

Although, the little girl has tried very hard to pretend to be fierce.

But in the eyes of the young man who was lazy and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, there was no trace of fierceness no matter how he looked at it.

On the contrary, at this time, the unique delicate taste of the girl is vividly expressed.

Jiang Xiaoman gently pinched the little girl's fleshy face again, withdrew his hand behind him, and said with a solemn expression: "Ji Xiaoyue, there is something I have always wanted to tell you." ”

"What?" Seeing that Jiang Xiaoworm was rarely so serious, the little girl was also slightly stunned, and quietly leaned towards Xiao Ying, who was not far away.

It seems that it seems to be more secure to stay by Xiao Ying's side at this time.

Miss Xiao smiled lightly and said nothing, and she could see it most clearly from where she was sitting.

Although Jiang Gongzi's expression was serious, his eyes were full of smiles.

Ji Xiaoyue, this little girl, said so fiercely that she refused to admit that she liked it.

But the onlookers are clear, and the girl surnamed Xiao can see it most clearly.

If you really don't like it, why care so much about the young man's words, deeds, and actions?

It is precisely because I can see it most clearly that my heart hurts the most.

At that time, cardamom, but the female and the female were female.

Jiang Xiaoman put his hands on the little girl's shoulders, solemnly said, and said seriously: "It is said that it is a blessing for a woman to be able to eat, but why do you always see you eat so much, but I don't see you grow taller?"

As he spoke, he didn't forget to touch the little girl's head, and pinched the little girl's face again.

Finally, I didn't forget to sigh "It's so short!"

"Ginger!small!worm!"

This is good, Ji Xiaoyue is really like a fried cat.

The momentum is violent, chasing the lazy young man all over the house.

The room is not big, but it is more elegant.

There are many porcelain decorations on the table and cabinet, although it is not a famous kiln porcelain, but it is also very valuable.

I could only hear the jingle bell in the house, which made the little people waiting outside the house tremble.

At this time, only Miss Xiao, who was already strange, was able to sit firmly on Mount Tai and drink tea leisurely without being surprised.

This little moon, and Jiang Gongzi.

Two people, sometimes like two children who have not grown up.

It's the same for every child who hasn't grown up yet.

The more you like someone, the more you like to bully someone.

It seems that they are still enjoying it.

Maybe that's why.

I thought about it like this, and the three of them went all the way like this, which is also very good.

For Kyushu, people who don't have worries won't grow much.

But my mother once said that people who don't grow up are very simple and don't pretend to be fake.

Just like the young man who rode a white horse into Xiaomen.

Miss Xiao still remembers that her mother didn't even have the strength to get up, her back leaned against the edge of the bed, and she still intermittently told herself about the demeanor of entering Xiao's house alone with that person on a white horse.

That year, there was a day in the sky.

On that day, a white-clothed white horse carried an iron gun into Xiaomen.

That night, the Xiaomen lady who was supposed to marry into the Yao family of the Dayu Supreme Yao with the heavy treasure Cang Longzhu of Kyushu tearfully carried a sword and stabbed the white clothes.

Since then, the Xiao family has a daughter who has been thinking about Dugu all her life.

Dugu, Dugu.

The other way around, isn't it lonely.

Now that I think about it, my mother may not have had the intention of going south to find 'Dugu'.

Hidden in the valley, finally grassy.

For the rest of his life, draw the ground as a prison.

Most of it was because of that sword.

The mother said that when the sword was handed out, many things had already been cut off.

As when I first met, the man in white clothes was fluttering, holding his mother's sword.

The blade of the sword entered the palm of the palm for three points, and the mottled blood stained the white clothes red.

But he was still smiling.

The smile is simple and distressing.

I don't know what to do, and I go deep.

Actually, after that sword.

There is more than one person who has been wounded.

Just when the little girl triumphantly finally grabbed the corner of the boy's clothes.

But the door of the wing room was pushed open.

Then, a cold wind entered.

In front of the door, there stood a rickety old man in a cloak.

The old man held a child by the hand like a dead tree.

The boy was pale, with two blushes on both sides of his cheeks, and his expression was as dull as a puppet.

"The Jiang family's Suzaku?"

The old man looked at Jiang Xiaoman and suddenly smiled.

The smile was as kind as a spring breeze, but it made the three people in the room feel cold inexplicably. 10