The Queen of Salted Fish is an Inventor

Chapter 52 Your whole family is a barbecue grill
Mo Lingtian rubbed his nose, he really didn't want to kill her, he just wanted to frighten her, who knew that this stinky girl would think that he wanted to kill her.

Seeing that he didn't speak, but just looked at her with gloomy eyes, Yan Ruoli wished she could rush up and scratch his face.

Isn't it just relying on one's own power and good looks?How amazing.

Whenever my old lady meets someone who looks better than you, she will definitely despise you.

At this moment, she only cares about those treasures she loves, and she has long forgotten how noble this person in front of her is.

"Aunt Ruyu told you, didn't she?" Yan Ruoli pinched the small parts in her hands, wishing she could immediately lift off the roof of Cuiyunxuan.

Except for Aunt Ruyu who came over yesterday, there was really no one else who could let Mo Lingtian find these things.

"Yes." Mo Lingtian replied calmly, without any sense of guilt for touching his personal belongings.

"Forget it, take this person back! A courtier who doesn't respect Zhuzi's privacy, I really can't afford it here."

Nima!

If it weren't for this woman's strong backing, the old lady would not have swallowed this breath, but this matter must not be left alone.

Looking at the messy spare parts all over the floor, Yan Ruoli wanted to cry but had no tears.

Seeing that Yan Ruoli's eyes were full of tears, instead of answering his question, she gave him a cold attitude, which made Mo Lingtian even more curious about why she treasured such a bunch of crap.

Standing up, the man reached out and pulled the woman up from the ground, and directly pressed her to sit on the nearest table: "The person who sent it out has no reason to take it back, unless I don't want you anymore, or..."

The cold eyes shone with murderous aura, reminding Yan Ruoli of being choked a few days ago.

The feeling of being suffocated to the point of despair made her instantly frightened, how could she care about her treasures.

Mo Lingtian looked at the woman whose face was still serious just now, and put on a flattering smile as if she changed her face, and grabbed his arm almost instantly and smiled sweetly: "Your Majesty, don't bring such intimidating people, my concubine It's your daughter-in-law, playing with you, you can see that your face is covered with dark clouds, and you can't see anyone when you turn off the lights at night..."

If you are ruthless, I will bear it.

When I build a space-time machine that can go back, the first thing I will do is dig up your family's grave, and I will make you mad.

The huge contrast between the two people before and after made Mo Lingtian miss Yan Ruoli's words for a long time.

There are too many dramas for this girl!

Is it just his face that is black?Mo Lingtian wiped his handsome face, looked at Yan Ruoli's small face and said angrily: "Concubine Yan's face, turn off the light, she will fall down."

Yan Ruoli is helpless, this person is too stingy, she just used a metaphor, as for such a counterattack?

Small belly chicken intestines.

"Okay, okay, your majesty is white, your whole family is white." The white ones are even whiter than those who have vitiligo.

No matter how flattering Yan Ruoli was, Mo Lingtian still did not forget the origin of those little things.

"Since that's the case, when is my concubine going to tell me what are these things on the ground?"

Mo Lingtian looked at the objects on the ground, a large part of them could become sharp weapons for killing people if they were used a little bit, this is absolutely not allowed in the palace.

Especially since she is still his new concubine Yan.

The corner of her mouth twitched, Yan Ruoli looked at the objects on the ground, feeling an urge to faint.

How could she explain this to an ancient person?

Do you want to tell him that I am trying to find a way to travel through the three-dimensional space and the four-dimensional space to return to my own place?
Don't say he doesn't understand, even if he understands, he will see himself as a monster, right?
Maybe they would have a bonfire dinner and roast her, or soak her in a pig cage, she would feel a little scary just thinking about it.

"Haha, Your Majesty, my concubine intends to make these things into barbecue grills. They are definitely used to satisfy our appetites."

Lying quietly on the ground, if some parts that have already issued integrated circuit models are alive, they will definitely jump up and curse: You are the barbecue grill, and your whole family is a barbecue grill.

It is a high-end product, how can it be described as a grill.

"Ruoruo, are you serious?" Mo Lingtian was somewhat skeptical.

(End of this chapter)