Chapter 605

I'll go to your uncle!

The whole body trembled, Feng Ni directly jumped out with a fart, his hands trembled to catch the table, the moment he landed, he moved away suddenly, guarding his butt against the corner of the wall, put one hand in front of him and said, "Ruoshui, I It wasn't intentional, it was made by your old demon cat, you scared me out of your ass!"

It's not that Feng Ni is exaggerating, but Ruo Shui is just too ruthless. Back then in the forest, when he watched He Lanbo solve the problem on the spot, he was bumped into by Ruo Shui, and he would never forget the figure hanging on the tree trunk with his naked butt shot.

"Meow!" Both hands slammed into the tail of the old demon cat, the cat lying on Ruo Shui's legs screamed, struggling and hurriedly rushed out, just like Feng Ni, raised her forelimbs humanely and leaned against the wall, That slender tail is bent into a sewer.

"Come on!" The voice in the kitchen sounded, and then the benches were thrown together. Without Feng Ni and the old demon cat, the fire stick uncle was still sitting lazily on the tree trunk, and only Ruoshui was left in the whole yard. . But she didn't do anything, just sat sullenly alone, bowing her head not knowing what she was thinking.

"You're courting death!" The black figure rushed out immediately, grabbed the two benches with both hands, stood on tiptoe with his right foot, caught the other one, and looked at the bench that flew out in front of him. The bench landed on the ground, and suddenly reached out to catch the two benches in the air.

Ruoshui was sullen, and her bright big eyes lost a bit of brilliance. Regardless of what Helan Yubai was saying next to her, she was lying on the table in front of her, pinching the corner of her clothes tangled.

Facing such Ruoshui, Helan Yubai was speechless.

He Lanbo, who finally escaped from the room, just rushed into the yard and saw Helan Yubai holding a bench, his face collapsed, and he quickly reprimanded: "Enough is enough, it's not like monitoring me. If you do, someone will follow you in the last kennel, and I have to take a bench to slap me after I eat!"

"Humph!" Helan Yubai snorted coldly and quickly put the bench in her hand.

"Fengni, what did you do to this cat? Why are they both acting the same way? What's wrong with your butt? Oh, I'll go, when did you become a chrysanthemum-picking boy, running around the streets with your ass bare? No matter this, but you can't just walk around wearing a pair of slit pants. Go back and change your pants early, and the cat will be taken away. Feng Er Shui, are you in there? I'll take you back to see a baby, Come with me to my room..." Seeing that Helan Yubai was not targeting him, Helanbo couldn't help but let out a breath, patted the dust on his clothes and walked outside.

It's just that Helan Yuyu, who was chasing after the mountain road, was panting, holding the ancient tree beside him, wiping the sweat on his forehead and shouting: "Helanbo, wait, Qiu He is still..."

"If I say Yuyu, you will follow me. I won't marry her. When I come back this time, I want to tell the old man that I will marry Feng Er Shui." He Lanbo hummed a little song triumphantly, while He Lanbo rubbed his cheeks. Nose, don't care how loud your voice is.

Unfortunately, in the whole yard, no one paid attention to him.

Helan Yubai walked over with a cold face and supported Helan Yuyu, "Just rest and chase after him. Your body is not yet healthy..."

"Yubai, the patriarch said, don't follow them, you... what is that?" Wiping the sweat from his forehead, before Helan Yuyu finished speaking, the plate that flew out of the kitchen spun out and was about to face Holding Ruo Shui's head on top of it, Helan Yuyu, who saw this scene, almost jumped up.

Who is in the kitchen, how can such a dish be passed on!

"I'll go, Feng Er Shui, you're going to die. What are you doing to throw it so quickly!" His chin almost fell to the ground, He Lanbo quickly caught the plate in the air, his hands were like lightning, and he completely laid out the plate that was thrown out. Well, not even the soup was spilled.

The people in the kitchen have long been silent in their own world, and they don't even know what's going on outside.

Seven Xuanji knives were wrapped around her waist, and the colorful light burst out. Her hands were like afterimages, kneading the dough, but in the blink of an eye, the delicate cakes had already fallen into the steamer. The Xuanji knife flashed light, and the green onions that had just been placed on the cutting board immediately turned into pieces, and fell into the plate with the light of her knife. Even the taro was like a simple plaything in her hands, and before she could see the movement clearly, it had all fallen into the pot.

She was alone, but all the stoves in the kitchen were on fire, whether it was an iron pot or a casserole, a steamer or a large pot, all steaming hot. If it was an ordinary cook, I’m afraid it’s already in a hurry at the moment, but she is completely different. When cutting vegetables, all the vegetables are cut into the desired shape, and the lids are opened in order. The dishes are placed on the plate, and the soup with the added ingredients continues to cook.

But the only bad thing is that as soon as a dish comes out of the pot, her finger just touches the pot and throws it out. Because of this, Helanbo was shocked out of cold sweat, and he grabbed all the plates in front of him eagerly, and then the soup pot with pig's trotters flew out. Rescue me!"

"I'm coming!" Regardless of the problem of his pants, Feng Ni suddenly rushed out, stepped on Helanbo's shoulder, and took advantage of the situation to take the soup pot in front of him. He grinned, and the plate opposite flew out. He held the soup bowl in one hand and grabbed it out in front of him with the other, but the plate behind him flew out. He opened his mouth in a hurry, bit on the ceramic plate, and watched The poached egg on top sticks directly to his nose.

"A hot, hot!" The moment he put down the plate, Feng Ni hurriedly swung his fingers, all ten fingers were burnt red, tightly clutching the meat on his buttocks, looking at He Lanbo horribly.

"You didn't wash your hands..." Helan Yubai didn't even want to fight against the wind, and when his eyes fell on the table of dishes, he was completely stunned.

He never thought that someone could cook so well. These dishes are like works of art. Whether they are flying in the sky, running on the ground, or swimming in the sea, they have everything. Count them carefully. In such a short period of time, she has cooked about 30 dishes, cold dishes, Stir-fried vegetables, chicken soup, and even the seafood on the seabed have already been prepared.

Especially the things she carved with her own hands, she didn't dare to start at all, the phoenix flying high, the dragon flying with its head held high, the squid wandering in the deep sea, the hare running in the mountains, placed on the plate vividly, together with the blooming peonies Flowering together is like going to a paradise with only animals. Sixty-eight dishes are combined into a painting, from top to bottom, there is no conflict at all.