The almighty princess is beautiful and sassy

Chapter 1184 Spicy Eyes

Zi Yunchen immediately pushed his nose up to his face, put his arms on her shoulders, and leaned all his strength on her body with a serious disability.

Luo Qingyin: "..."

Zixiaju's kitchen was decorated according to the modern style of her previous life. The windows are bright and clean, spacious and luxurious.

Putting him next to him and sitting down, Luo Qingyin took out fresh spiritual grass and spiritual vegetables from the Three Saints and Three Demons Cauldron, thought for a moment, and said: "There is no fresh meat, let's be more vegetarian."

Zi Yunchen looked at her with his chin in his hands, with a smile in his eyes: "Okay."

As long as she is willing to do it, as long as she does it, anything is fine.

However, he felt a little embarrassed to sit and wait for food, so he asked, "Is there anything I can do to help?"

After all, he slept for seven days, didn't eat anything, woke up and drank again, she was worried that it would be bad for his health, so she picked up a fist-sized spiritual fruit and threw him away: "Peel."

"Well, good." Zi Yunchen happily caught the spirit fruit and began to peel it.

Luo Qingyin put the pot under water to cook, then picked up the knife, and quickly processed the ingredients. Just as she was about to put the ingredients into the pot, there was a strange sobbing sound from behind.

Ziyun Chen, what's wrong?
Luo Qingyin turned her head in wonder, and suddenly couldn't laugh or cry: "Little fairy, what are you doing?"

Most of the spiritual fruit in Zi Yunchen's hand has been peeled off, and he looked at her with tears in his eyes: "This..."

"Is it so hot to your eyes? Stupid!" Luo Qingyin didn't want to laugh at him, but couldn't help it, laughing unsteadily, "Don't you know that this spirit fruit tastes very spicy?"

Zi Yunchen also couldn't laugh or cry.

He is a majestic big man, who bleeds but does not shed tears, but was knocked down by a spiritual fruit, and he is ashamed to say that.

His slender fingers wiped away the tears overflowing from the corners of his eyes, and his eyes became more clear under the washing of the tears, like a clear sky after rain.

He said with an aggrieved expression: "I only know that the core of this fruit is a good thing for blood."

So just peel it off.

Anyway, it would take a while to eat, so he peeled it off slowly. Who knew it would have so many layers, and it was so spicy, he couldn't finish peeling it for a long time, and he was so spicy that he "cryed".

"Except for the thin layer of clothing on the outside, everything inside is edible, but the effect of nourishing blood is not as good as the fruit core." Luo Qingyin sighed helplessly, "Give it to me."

Zi Yunchen didn't let it go: "Let me continue, it's even hotter."

Talking and peeling and crying.

Luo Qingyin looked at him amusedly, seeing him crying "the pear blossoms are raining, I feel pity", and quietly took out the picture jade, this scene is definitely worth cherishing!

"Little cat, what are you doing?"

After peeling the spirit fruit, Zi Yunchen held the fruit core with mysterious lines on the surface in his hand, raised his head with tears in his eyes, saw her acting suspiciously, and immediately asked her aloud.

Luo Qingyin didn't tell him, and quietly put away the picture jade, caught the fruit core he threw over, turned around and said: "It's okay, the water is ready."

Put the processed ingredients into the pot, cover the pot, and start to increase the heat.

Zi Yunchen wanted to reach out to wipe his tears, but the spicy smell on his fingers was even stronger, and when his fingers touched his eyes, the eyes became even hotter, and he couldn't condense water to wash his hands, otherwise the injury would be aggravated.

I was about to cry blind!
Luo Qingyin sighed softly, took out the handkerchief, it was wet with condensed water, and handed it to him, the corners of her lips raised uncontrollably: "Wipe your tears."

"Tell you to laugh at me..." Sitting, Zi Yunchen saw her slender waist in front of her, and immediately covered her eyes with her surprisingly hot fingers.

A pungent spicy smell came over, Luo Qingyin almost choked, and quickly reached out to push him: "Hey, you are harming others and not benefiting yourself!"

Zi Yunchen wiped her face over and over again, "No, it's called being blessed and suffering together."

Luo Qingyin's tears flowed down.

At this moment, the water in the pot boiled, and the lid of the pot made a loud noise.

"It's on, I need to turn the heat to a low boil, I'm going to have a look." Luo Qingyin couldn't help but push him away.

Luo Qingyin felt that his eyes were tightly locked on her, and that he might rush up to attack him at any time, she didn't even dare to turn her head, and she prepared and served what he wanted to eat as quickly as possible.

Picking up the tray, she took a deep breath, turned around stiffly, lowered her eyebrows and asked, "Where do you want to eat?"

At first glance, she looks like a well-behaved little maid.

Well, she was on guard against him.

Zi Yunchen stared into her tearful eyes, and slowly got up: "Go outside."

Outside the kitchen is a semi-open dining room, with its back against the kitchen, facing the scenery of the strange peaks and valleys of the Kistler Mountains, wooden floor, wooden dining table, wooden ceiling, and wisteria flowers hanging from the ceiling, fluttering with the wind .

Zi Yunchen sat down on the chair, looked at her with a smile that was not a smile, and hooked his fingers like a flirtatious young master would treat a maid at home: "Come, hello me, my lord."

Luo Qingyin raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, he immediately made an inch of it: "Otherwise..."

Luo Qingyin stared at him for a while, and suddenly a sweet smile appeared on the corner of her lips: "Are you sure?"

Huh?It feels a little different from before.

Zi Yunchen raised his eyebrows: "Can I have both?"

Luo Qingyin put the tray on the dining table in front of him, scooped up the porridge with a spoon, and blew lightly: "The two are porridge and stew?"

The corners of Zi Yunchen's lips curled slightly: "What do you think?"

Luo Qingyin smiled slightly, and handed the porridge to his mouth: "Believe it or not, I have a hundred ways to make you...huh?"

　add tonight

　　
　
(End of this chapter)