One Punch Chef

Chapter 374

The sound of the piano is ethereal, and the dancing posture is peerless. In the spacious and elegant women's boudoir, Yan Qingcheng is like an elf, with long sleeves and good at dancing. Although she has left her seat and her fingers are not on the strings, she can use the red silk to refer to her dancing steps. The strings passed by, bringing up pieces of rhythmic sound, which echoed in the room.

This kind of skill is close to Taoism. Ling had already prepared to close his eyes and rest on the reclining chair that still had the girl's body temperature and the faint fragrance left. Wu Di couldn't help but open his eyes, admiring the one who belonged to him alone. The dance of the world.

'Clap clap clap'

The song ended and the dance stopped, followed by Wu Di's applause.

"Dancing well." Wu Di praised.

Wu Di is not a person who is good at complimenting others, so when he said yes, he actually meant very well.

"Qingcheng would like to thank you for your praise. As long as you like it, Qingcheng is willing to dance for you again." Yan Qingcheng's vermilion lips parted slightly, and her soft and sweet words made people feel as if they were blown in the wind.

"You'd better rest for a while and chat with me about fifty cents." Wu Di put his hands behind his head, staring at the ceiling lamp powered by demon crystals hanging on the ceiling without blinking.

"Uh..." Yan Qingcheng was taken aback for a moment, feeling a little strange about Wu Di's so-called talk about fifty cents.

"Since that's the case, then Qingcheng would be more respectful than obedient." Yan Qingcheng bowed slightly and poured out a jug of fine wine that had been prepared long ago.

Grape wine luminous cup, Wu Di sat up a little bit, raised his head and drank the wine in the cup, showing a look of aftertaste.Although this wine does not have the strong personal characteristics as brewed by the wine lady, drinking it seems to create an inexplicable artistic conception.

Yan Qingcheng stood beside her, her beautiful eyes looking forward, and she was full of hope for Wu Di.

"Qingcheng is bold, I don't know if the young master's little guy is here, but the young master has been away for several months and there is no news, Qingcheng really misses it for a long time." Yan Qingcheng said.

"Eat." Wu Di casually agreed.

"Eat?" Yan Qingcheng suddenly opened her beautiful eyes, as if she couldn't believe it.

"Eat it sooner or later." Wu Di added another sentence, feeling a lot of resentment towards Xiao Song who only knows how to play cute and steal food.

Since Xiaosong accidentally fell into the wine jug and drank all the wine in it last time, the little thief seemed to be addicted to drinking, so that now Wu Di didn't dare to store wine in the 'silver'.Wu Di doesn't put wine in the money, Xiao Song also has a way, relying on his cuteness, he just makes the wine lady give up on him, and the treatment is better than Wu Di.And this little guy is also famous for drinking. He picked a few leaves of the immortal tree and drank it. Then he was really drunk and slept in the silver for several months. signs of awakening.

For this little guy, he doesn't have the consciousness of spare food at all. On the contrary, Ding Xueqing and others are just doing it all day long, and now they have hooked up with Jiu Niang, and even Yan Qingcheng who is in front of him has seriously damaged his personality. Wu Di is very dissatisfied with this, and from now on plans to fatten up and kill meat to eat.

Suddenly, just as Wu Di said that he would eat sooner or later, the purple light flashed and disappeared, like a purple lightning flashed across Wu Di's fingers, and finally landed on Yan Qingcheng's back, one front paw clasped On Yan Qingcheng's shoulder, the other fist clenched and waved like a human, as if protesting to Wu Di.

"You white-eyed wolf, no, the next time the white-eyed mouse eats the dead body, it will really stew you." Wu Di's eyes lightly brushed over Xiaosong, and Xiaosong was so frightened that his purple hair burst out, like a little hedgehog , and the big fluffy tail swayed and finally covered his little head, trembling.

"Okay, okay, little guy, don't be afraid, you are so cute, your master is not willing to eat you!" Yan Qingcheng's face showed a smile like a city, and he waved his slender hand, and Xiaosong, who was lying on his back, suddenly It flew up for no reason, and finally fell into her arms.

Wu Di shook her head, ignored this little thing who valued sex and despised masters, stretched her waist, and finally lay comfortably on the rattan chair.

"So many people came outside today, they should all be waiting for you, are you okay if you don't go out?" Wu Di asked.

"Qingcheng is just a little girl, how can she have such a great blessing, even if she doesn't go, there will be other sisters, so it's okay." Yan Qingcheng smiled.

The piano sounded again, and the dancing posture was swaying. In the end, Wu Di proposed to talk about the fifty cents, and I don't know if it was discussed.

Amidst the tranquil sound of the piano, Wu Di slowly closed his eyes, and finally fell into a deep sleep. Even Wu Di himself couldn't quite figure it out. He slept more peacefully here than in the invincible shop.

People are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong. With Wu Di's statement spreading far and wide, the invincible shop can't be like ordinary small shops after all.

Perhaps only here, with a different face and a different environment, will there be a different state of mind at the moment. In short, this long-lost feeling of tranquility and distance is very good for Wu Di.

Silent all night.

Early the next morning, Wu Di opened his eyes energetically, stretched his body, and prepared to leave.

Same as last time, from the inside of the colorful bead curtain, in the private space belonging to Yan Qingcheng, a beautiful woman with a graceful figure stood up.

"Master, I'm leaving now." Wearing a simple tulle dress, Yan Qingcheng came forward with bare feet, through the layers of tulle, you can vaguely see patches of fair skin, under the tulle skirt A pair of perfect round jade feet appeared and disappeared from time to time, shining with crystal brilliance.

Regardless of other things, this pair of jade feet alone is enough to make countless men fascinated.

Yan Qingcheng stepped forward and walked behind Wu Di, facing the bronze mirror and helping Wu Di tidy up her messy clothes without hesitation, like a little lady who is about to send her husband off. The man was heartbroken and howling.

"If you don't mind, young master, can you leave the address of your residence? If you still don't come for several months like last time, then Qingcheng will have to send the invitation in person." Yan Qingcheng said softly.

"Yeah" Wu Di narrowed his eyes slightly, imagining that if Yan Qingcheng came to the door in person, the little girl would have to be bothered for a while, and Wu Di couldn't come here as another person to enjoy the peace like now.

Shaking his head lightly, Wu Di continued, "I'll come again tonight, and the white-eyed mouse will stay with you first."

After all, without waiting for Yan Qingcheng to speak, Wu Di decisively stepped out of the small courtyard. As expected, he was followed by an unknown number of people as last time. After all, there are still a few people who can guess Wu Di's identity, and more people still want to know Who is the man who can become Yan Qingcheng's "guest of the curtain"?What kind of strangeness can Yan Qingcheng take a fancy to?

It was still early at this time, and the eastern sky had just turned pale. Wu Di raised his head and glanced at the sky, and then stepped forward step by step, disappearing from everyone's sight.

A total of more than a hundred people from various forces who followed Wu Di were wondering. The next moment, a young man in white shirt appeared silently behind a team of more than ten people, and behind the young man in white shirt stood a hazy statue. The shadow of the mist flickers on and off like a screen of snowflakes.

"Who are you?" Sensing the cold air coming from behind, someone turned around alertly.

However, before he could finish his words, the gray mist swept across and instantly engulfed the dozen or so disciples from various factions whose cultivation level was above the imperial realm.

After wandering around a certain market in the northeast corner of the capital for a long time, Wu Di bought some unnecessary things on the spur of the moment. Then Wu Di returned to the small shop, but was surprised to find that the little fairy Chu Cangxue was rarely there. .

At the same time, the bell rang slowly, only one sound from the inner courtyard, but Wu Di still recognized that this bell was the same as the bell that was transmitted to the ancient city of no man's land through the void channel of the Unbounded Bell, and belonged to the so-called god. Bell of War.

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　At the end of the first volume, my mind is so messed up, I feel dizzy even if I have an outline! ! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)