After My Death, The Villain Blackened Again

After experiencing a song that is always in the state of a hungry ghost, I realized that Qin Chen suddenly understood something: "Are you the same as me when you are hungry?"

She ca n’t eat takeaway now, she ca n’t eat all the food outside, and she can only eat with the food that Qin Chen makes by herself.

Because of this, she used her own person to feel that Qin Chen used to eat a whole donkey feast before, which may be a last resort like her.

"Tough work for you." Qin Chen didn't understand that his daughter-in-law was pitying him. He rubbed the top of her soft hair: "Are you hungry? What do you want to eat? I'll do it for you."

Yange touched his flat stomach: "I want to eat stewed pig's feet, and I want to eat sunflower seeds and peanuts."

"Okay." Stewing pig's hoof is a bit more troublesome. Qin Chen first fried melon seeds and peanuts for Yange. When Yange was holding TV, he was busy stewing pig's feet in the kitchen.

Both he and Yange can eat, so the kitchen pan has been replaced with a super cauldron.

Yange jumped to the animal world and immediately shouted to Qin Chen: "Dad Qin, your favorite animal world has been updated."

The words Qin Dad made Qin Chen like it tightly.

It sounded so intimate, but much better than father.

When he heard the call of the words, the corners of his lips bent immediately.

It's nice to have a daughter-in-law.

He responded quickly: "Oh oh, I threw the trotters in and out again."

Yange: "Hurry up, I'll pause now."

Qin Chen's ears moved, listening to the sound of TV outside, and he was happy in his heart.

His little daughter-in-law is really nice.

He didn't want to give his daughter-in-law when he was controlling the remote control, but now he can think of him when he controls the remote control, but it is much better than him.

He must be better to his daughter-in-law in the future!

When he was thinking like this, he raised his hand, his nails soared by more than an inch, poked his hand to his chest, scooped out a piece of meat and threw it into the cauldron with the trotters, and then covered the pot.

He used to do this kind of thing, so even if he dug out his own flesh, he didn't even frown.

Only after covering the pot and pulling the clothes, and clearing the blood, did he turn his head and walk out.

But just turning, he lifted his feet and paused.

Yange stood at the door, looking at the seemingly stupid human-skinned beast in front of him.

Had it not been for her own eyes, she couldn't believe this beast.

No wonder he was wearing a nightgown while lying next to her at night.

No wonder he looked so pale recently, and even if he tried to pretend, he could see that his spirit was a bit weak.

She thought he had tossed him like this because she was pregnant and eating.

It turned out that it was not for the sake of tossing.

Yan Singer grabbed the door frame, her lips clenched tightly, staring at Qin Chen without blinking.

Only after knowing it later did she realize that she really didn't understand him at all.

Qin Chen walked over and sang Yange in his arms: "The trotters have been stewed. Go, let's go watch TV."

But I didn't think about explaining what just happened.

Yange reached out to lift his clothes.

As soon as his hand touched the clothes, he held his back with his tail.

"Little song." He bowed his head, pecked her lips, and said cautiously, "There is too little food on the planet. Our cubs need nutrition. You can rest assured that I will be fine."