deadly mantra

Chapter 866 Foodies are cute together
He Meng is fair-skinned and beautiful, with a tall figure. Her long black hair is casually styled into a thick braid and swung behind her waist. Her childish face is filled with the excitement of seeing her again after a long absence.

While taking big steps, she winked playfully at Shui Qingchen:
"I received the news a month ago, and I rushed over without stopping. Hehe, brother Xiu, even if you can't wait to see me, you can't come out to meet me wearing such thin clothes, right? What if you get cold because of me? , even if it’s just a sneeze? My ancestors found out and locked me in the ancestral hall, made me kneel down and write a [-]-word letter of repentance, and didn’t even give me food to eat. Ah? By the way, Brother Xiu, do you have food? I'm hungry."

The corner of the ghost slave's mouth twitched slightly, as if he was unwilling to accept the "facts" he saw in front of him.He Meng is good at everything, but...he is a talkative person!Her mouth is either eating or talking, and she never stops for a moment.

"Xiao Mengmeng, why are you here?" The ghost slave couldn't help but ask: "The Emperor of Hell Feige sent a message..."

Before he finished speaking, Hemeng licked his lips, touched his belly, and smiled sheepishly.

The ghost slave suddenly opened his eyes wide and asked in shock:
"Isn't it? You ate the carrier pigeon again?!"

He Meng said with an aggrieved look:
"I'm hungry. I shot a few birds in the dense forest and mistakenly ate brother Xiu's homing pigeon. I didn't dare to tell my ancestors or let my sister know. I read the content of the letter again. Hey, cure diseases and save lives. , my strong point, so I volunteered... Oh, no, I just made up for it and came to the rescue. Brother Xiu, are you sick? Come on, I will feel your pulse and give me a chance to make up for my mistakes, okay? ?”

Shui Qingchen raised his right hand to avoid her outstretched hand, smiled faintly, and said warmly:
"I'm fine. You go with the ghost slave to the kitchen to get some food first. I'll go find you later. There's something I need you to confirm for me."

"Okay!" As soon as he said there was something to eat, He Meng looked at the ghost slave with sharp eyes: "Uncle Ghost~ Hehehe, I'm hungry."

The ghost slave rolled his eyes and said:
"I've never seen you eat when you're full. Do you want scallion noodles?"

"Eat, eat, eat! I'll eat! The scallion oil noodles made by Uncle Ghost are the best!" He Meng held Gui Slave's arm and said as he walked: "Uncle Ghost, I asked someone to bring you the Zhuyan Dan. Have you eaten? How is the effect? ​​I'll check your pulse later, right? Who's sick? Is it serious? I'm cured. Brother Xiu, can you say a few words of kindness to me? If I knew that the carrier pigeon belonged to Brother Xiu, I would If I had known that the news brought by the homing pigeon was orange-level, I would never have dared to shoot the bird. Really, I swear! Uncle Ghost, why don't we make three bowls of scallion noodles?"

The ghost slave said:
"I'm not hungry. I'm afraid the Emperor of Hell doesn't have the heart to eat."

He Meng said anxiously: "No, no, you misunderstood. All three bowls are mine. I also want to eat meat buns. Can you satisfy me with fifteen meat buns? Only when I am full can I concentrate on doing big things for brother Xiu." .”

Ghost slave:

"..."

After half an hour.

He Meng was sitting by the stove making a fire, with her mouth full and a basket of buns in her arms, staring straight into the pot.

The ghost slave calculated the heat, took out the noodles, and said to Hemeng:
"Don't choke. Eat slowly. No one will compete with you."

"Hmm... Well, Uncle Ghost, the buns you made are so delicious and the noodles smell delicious. I think I made a mistake just now. I should be able to eat five bowls."

The ghost slave laughed angrily at her words:
"Girl, you are lucky to be able to eat. I don't know which kid will be able to support you in the future."

When Hemeng heard this, he quickly swallowed the food in his mouth and said proudly:
"Brother Xiu, he can afford to support you."

"Don't~" The ghost slave sprinkled a handful of green onions into the bowl, raised his head, and said to her: "Today is different from the past. Don't you dare say such nonsense. If the little bully hears it, I can't protect you."

(End of this chapter)