The host of Kuaichuan is domineering

Chapter 533 On Taotie’s Self-Cultivation (14)

Jiang Tang's body shook.

fuck?
"Who dares to dance on my grave?!"

"Is this what you should be paying attention to now? Are you stunned by being stoned? If you fail the mission, you just wait to die, understand? The kind of death where the mental body is destroyed for you!"

"Really? You decided?"

Banban Dunima burped out of anger, and smacked out the cigar in his hand.

"If I had this authority, Jiang Tang, you would have died three hundred times."

"Oh, remember to say hello to your main system for me. When I come back alive, I must remove its motherboard chip."

"..."

Pinch off this paragraph.

After severing contact, Jiang Tangping lay down and looked at the ceiling, then groped for the gold-cast railing at the head of the bed, and with a snap of his white tender little hand, the railing snapped.

Emperor Song walked into the room again, and heard a crackling sound. The man frowned slightly and turned around the screen. The next second, he saw Jiang Tang holding a finger-thick gold railing and stuffing it into his mouth. , and then chewed it, like chewing candy again. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, the emperor would never have imagined the scene in front of him in his life.

Horror!
Jiang Tang noticed that Emperor Song was back, he stuffed the last piece of railing into his mouth without haste, and then lay down, pretending nothing happened.

"Do you remember what I told you just now?"

Jiang Tang turned his face away.

"What about food?"

Jiang Tang is probably the only one in the world who dares to lie down and yell at the emperor to do things.

"The imperial doctor said that you can't eat greasy food when you're still recovering from a serious illness, so he prepared some vegetarian food for you."

Then a dozen maids came in pushing the trolley. The trolley was divided into three floors, and each floor was filled with exquisite dishes.

The carts were lined up in front of Jiang Tang, and the maids retreated quietly.

"Eat."

Jiang Tang sat up with his arms propped up, then picked up the plate and poured it into his mouth without even using chopsticks, he almost took one bite at a time, chewed the plate in two bites and swallowed it down after eating.

Emperor Song watched Jiang Tang devour the dishes with great interest, and sat directly opposite, leaning against the back of the chair with tea, savoring it carefully.

"Why did you come to the palace with me that day?"

Jiang Tang thought for a while, and kept talking.

"Because you said you could give me something to eat."

Hearing this, the emperor almost choked on the tea.

"Just for one bite?"

Jiang Tang nodded.

"Yes, you accepted me back then, and let me have nothing to worry about for the rest of my life. As gluttons, we also know that we must be content and happy. Clothes don't matter. You only need to provide me with three meals in the future."

The emperor only felt a slight blockage in his heart, so this woman can go with whoever feeds her?
"I can eat three meals next to you, but if you eat my food and drink my food, if I take something from you, it's not too much."

As soon as this sentence was finished, Jiang Tang swallowed the last plate, and then stared at the emperor.

The man suddenly felt that what he said just now was a bit hot.

This woman's appetite is terrifying.

"Your Majesty, just tell me what you want, as long as it can feed me, it's fine to be a cow or a horse."

Well, this is Taotie's principle of doing things, as long as there is food, everything is easy to talk about.

From a temporary point of view, the man in front of him is considered to be the richest man in the world. Holding this golden thigh, although he can't achieve the extravagant goal of being full, it should be barely enough to not be hungry.

So Jiang Tang chose without hesitation, betraying himself for three meals.

Emperor Song lowered his eyes slightly, turned the jade finger in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "I want to take a bone from you."

(End of this chapter)