Gongdou: My husband is the emperor

Chapter 93 The Monstrous Emperor
Ouyang Ran was very curious: "Is he really that fierce?"

Bai Yanyue nodded.

"Even you and that monstrous emperor are afraid of him"

"Monster Emperor" Bai Yanyue frowned.

Ouyang Ran blinked cutely: "Is the name I gave him cute?"

Bai Yanyue looked at Ouyang Ran with a very strange look, and said, "Let's go! Go eat, brother Liu is a first-class cook."

Originally, the Bai family didn't have many servants. Once the old general died, there was no one in charge in the Bai manor, and Bai Yanyue was not in the capital. So, now that he doesn't even have a cook, he troubled a well-known cold-blooded killer in the world to become a cook, and he was really wronged.

Before Bai Yanyue and Ouyang Ran entered the kitchen, their noses smelled bursts of aroma, and Ouyang Ran's stomach was growling.

Ouyang Ran raised the hem of her skirt, and rushed into the kitchen with a stabbing sound as fast as she could.

There are already several plates of prepared dishes on the table in the kitchen room, the colors are bright, the knives are exquisite, and the most important thing is that just looking at them makes people appetite.

Ouyang Ran directly used her ten pairs of chopsticks, scooped them up and threw them into her mouth.

"Hey! You eat like this, how can others eat it?" Liu Yuan is the most particular about cleanliness. Now Liu Yuan is so anxious that he almost looks at Ouyang Ran with contempt. Is this woman the emperor's concubine?Why is it the same as a beggar.

Ouyang Ran's claws stretched out to another dish, but Bai Yanyue stopped him: "Okay, don't be angry with Brother Liu, you still have to count on Brother Liu to save you tomorrow?"

Liu Yuan snorted coldly, and continued to stir-fry the vegetables in his pot: "I won't save her?"

"I don't need you to save me, I will save myself." Ouyang Ran looked fearless.

Yao'er tidied up the furnishings in the room and came over to help.

Liu Yuan's kung fu for killing people is good, and his kung fu for cooking is even better. After a while, a plate of braised fish is ready again.

The four of them sat together, Ouyang dyed his chopsticks like flying, and his mouth was full of oil.

(End of this chapter)