No, Gu Bailu, the woman is so late and still struggling here. Do you want to eat?
So can eat, eat so much, really not afraid to die?
Su shenfan walked into the kitchen and saw a familiar figure. No matter how bright the kitchen was and how many people there were, the figure stood out from the crowd.
Su Shen is tired of picking up eyebrows. It's so late. What is the king still doing in the kitchen?
It's hard not to make some food, but to make him watch.
Su Shen is annoyed and stealthily walks over. At a glance, his eyes are almost staring out.
The man in heaven, with a spatula in his hand, an apron tied around his waist and a pot in his hand, is playing with the bowl of dough.
Facial pimples smell sour. Can you eat the things made here?
Some people saw Su shenfan hurriedly: "little Zun, how did you come here?"
Some people are smart: "miss lian'er is said to be pregnant. Is shaozun here to get food for miss lian'er?"
This question made Su Shen upset the whole person.
Why did he come to the kitchen to get Su Lian food?
He is hungry, OK!
"I'm hungry. What can I eat?" Su Shen is bored to see that Feng Qingtian is still cooking noodles and pimples seriously: "what does the king do?"
"The kitchen steward said with a smile:" the prince is making goosebumps for the princess. If you want to eat anything, I will do it for you
Su Shen took a look at him, went to fengqingtian and smelt: "it seems that what the king does can still be eaten, and this is what he eats."
Feng Qingtian gave him a word: "go away."
Su shenfan holds his chest in his hands and waits beside him: "the things made by such a pair of precious hands as Wang Rui must be better than anything else. We also have a war friendship, and you don't give me a little bit when you make something?"
Feng Qingtian didn't even give him white eyes. He put the pimples in the bowl and tried to eat them with chopsticks. He was just able to eat, but It's not delicious yet.
He would never let Gu Bailu eat anything that was not delicious, so he had to throw it away.
Without thinking, he poured a bowl into a nearby bucket.
"Hello, what did you do? Let me have a taste of what you did."
Su Shen is tired of looking into the bucket. Wow, most of the buckets have been poured in a big bucket. How many times has this been done?
"If you can't do it, don't try to be brave. People's cooks are so delicious." Su shenfan really can't figure out why the man came to the kitchen to cook himself and was fed up?
"Lu'er wants to have Ben Wang make it." Feng Qingtian thought he was noisy: "if you want to eat and find a cook, don't bother Ben Wang."
He needs to concentrate on his cooking.
Su shenfan tut tut tut straight shook his head: "you say that you are a wanton king. More than one hundred years ago, you were also a tyrant in six realms, but you were eaten to death by a woman. How can you be so used to it? If she wants to do what you want, you can do it. Do you have a little man's self-esteem?"
Su shenfan feels that Feng Qingtian is just a man's scum and loses his face.
Gu Bailu's woman is also amazing. It's really arrogant that she can help men like this.
Women, as expected, can't be spoiled.
He would never do such a disgraceful thing.
"Get out of the way." Feng Qingtian kicks him away, and starts face to face again.
What lu'er wants to eat, he starts with noodles, all by himself, never by others' hands.