Chapter 945

Snow clothes road choked, eyes turned: "I can embroider......"

"No one here embroiders with you." This skill is shot dead again.

"I, I can sing!" Finally, xueyimo thinks of his specialty.

"I'm afraid of noise." It was denied again.

"What about dancing?"

"Not rare."

“……”

Xueyimo thinks about several skills and is beaten to death by Jiuli. She was also angry at last. Her eyes were wide open: "what skill does God Zun really want to know?"

"Can you play chess?" It seems that Jiuli is a little relaxed.

The eyes of the snow clothes road drooped: "no Not... "

"How about painting?"

"Also And not... "

What she knows is either killing or seducing

But I didn't learn these elegant cultures.

"Since none of them will, I will not leave you here." The voice of shenjiuli is cold and light: "you can go, Longchuan, see off!"

"I can't learn it. I'm so smart that I can learn it soon. No one is born with these things, right? God grant me another chance. "

"I have no time for you to learn." As soon as shenjiuli raised his hand, a silver scale fish was caught out of the water. The fish was not small, and it was desperately swinging its tail on the hook. The silverfish landed in the next basket.

"God, I can cook. Do you want to eat when you catch fish? Why don't I do it for you? "

"How many ways can you do it?" she said

The snow clothes made a meal: "OK There are several. " There is a slight lack of reserve.

Shen Jiuli picked up a fish and threw it to her: "OK, let's try one first. In half an hour. "

Silverfish in her hand to wag his head and tail to struggle, snow clothes Mo look at the hands of the fish, sip a small mouth. I went with the fish.

Ning Xuemo looks at everything from the sight of xueyimo, so the scene before her changes as soon as xueyimo runs.

She saw the technique of killing fish in the snow clothes, and coughed.

The way of doing things in xueyimo is surprisingly similar to his own. When killing a fish, he first knocks the fish out with one palm, and then scrapes the scales to remove the internal organs

It seems that this kind of work is not often done at first sight. She is not skilled in the technique. She scraped her hands when scraping scales. Her technique of fire seems to be very strong. One hand is a fire, which directly burns the firewood on the ground. Her left hand urges the fire, and her right hand strings the fish on the branch to bake

Because the roasting method is not professional, the fish is not roasted well, and several branches of the fish string are broken. When the fish falls, it falls on her palm and burns red.

After a while, xueyimo looked at the black fish and lost his mind. He murmured: "obviously, it's the same way as Wanshan. Why can't I bake well? This fish I'm afraid I can't make it... "

"This is your roast fish?" The young man in Green doesn't know when he will appear behind the snow clothes road. Looking at the fish in her hand, her face was unbelievable.

The snow clothes Mo is dejected, holding the fish and sitting down: "I'm afraid it won't pass..."

The young man in blue looked at her sympathetically: "you don't have to hand in the fish, or God is afraid to throw you out directly. He hates people to spoil his fish... "

"But If he doesn't go, he'll rush me I really can't stay... " She frowned and cried, as if to cry.