Xiaonianmo is trying to copy, suddenly smelling a delicious food.
He looked up and saw his mother coming in with a tray, which contained a bowl of fragrant porridge and several delicious dishes.
Because he was punished, there was a little resentment in his heart. He took a sip of his mouth, but he didn't look up, and he still wrote his own.
Little guy, is this a gamble with her?
Ning Xuemo is a little funny. This son is always very considerate. He has been angry with her for the first time
Ning Xuemo wants to hold the little guy in his arms to coax him, but his mother is more than a loser
Now that he is being punished, don't coax him, otherwise the effect will not be good.
So she put the food on the table with a light voice: "eat first, then write when you are full."
"Not hungry." The voice of small nianmo is hard, and still doesn't look up.
Yo, is little thing still stubborn with her?
Ning Xuemo looks at his side face, but he is in a trance. His son looks like his father when he was little.
Ning Xuemo thinks of the nine masters of Tianshu mountain
The past is like smoke, like another life.
The familiar tingling in her heart rose again, and her eyes were hot. She shook her head and stopped herself from thinking again.
She would like to have a good talk with her son, but now the six realms are in an eventful time, and there are too many things to count.
She's been sleeping at three o'clock and getting up at five o'clock these days. She's already tired.
Plus last night I spent a night in the underworld. Now I feel more tired and flustered. I want to go back and have a rest. He didn't talk any more and turned around and walked out.
Little nianmo was stunned. He thought his mother would coax him when he was angry. Unexpectedly, he turned around and walked away --
he turned his mouth away, didn't his mother hurt him?
He looked at the food on the table and frowned.
He is not hungry because of his grievance.
Xiaonianmo's food is actually very tricky. If it's not delicious, he would rather not eat it.
Now the style of the dish on the table doesn't suit him. It smells more comfortable, but it's not necessary.
He thought about it and decided not to eat it.
Call Bai Ze outside and ask him to get the food away. It's inconvenient to mix the smell of storytelling with the smell of rice
Bai Ze frowned: "little Lord, this meal is the devil himself..."
"Well, I know she sent it in person, but I just have no appetite..." Small nianmo refutes, and then shoves the tray into Bai Ze's hand: "haven't you eaten yet? Here you are! "
Baize: "..."
The little guy was determined that Bai Ze didn't want to waste the food either, so he had to put it forward.
He took a few mouthfuls and felt that there was something wrong with them. The dishes were fine, but there seemed to be something sweet in the porridge.
He didn't think much about it. He still ate the porridge and the meal clean.
Among the eight beasts, Teng snake is a famous chef. These days, he basically cooks the meals of Shao Lord and Demon Lord.
When Teng snake came to shift, Bai Ze half teased him: "your cooking skills seem to be poor. Just now, the porridge sent by the Demon Lord has a bloody smell, and the taste of the dish is a little salty... "
Teng snake hissed: "I didn't cook the meal. The devil made it himself. She said that her son was too thin. She wanted to add some nutrition to him. She seemed to put some of her own blood You don't know that the Lord is omnipotent. It's just the cooking No talent. It's these dishes and porridge that she tossed for more than one hour and redone once before making this kind of dish. It can still make people taste the bloody smell, and it's a little bit salty... "