Chapter 1150： My Gentle Tyrant (32)

Fu Yue: "..."

She patted her chopsticks on the table.

This unlucky **** just won't fight for a while and go to the house.

Ji Xiaorong silently lowered his head and continued to eat instant noodles.

I think he was blinded by a woman when he ate this noodles for the first time. He really thought she was good at cooking.

He also said something similar.

The woman also agreed without blushing.

Until the next day he saw the practice behind the instant noodle packaging bag.

First, pour an appropriate amount of water into the pot, boil it, and add the instant noodles. Secondly, pour the seasoning packets one by one, of course, you can add some ham sausage, small vegetables and other ingredients at the same time. Finally, close the lid and cook for a few more minutes.

All in all, as long as you are not mentally retarded, you can make this taste.

The face of the little emperor was wonderful at that time.

Thinking about this.

He raised a pair of **** and white eyes, half of his face was blocked by the bowl, and he glanced at Fu Yue with a slight contempt.

Silently put a **** to her.

Fu Yue: "..."

Ji Xiaorong only got down after a hammer on his head.

After eating.

The three of them began to study how to go back.

Fu Yue squeezed the odd-shaped stone in his hand and looked at it carefully.

The lines on the surface of this stone are complex and profound, and there are some ancient characters on it. Of course, Fu Yue certainly can't understand it. The color of the stone is dark blue and almost black, and the material is similar to jade. It feels cold to the touch. It looks like a treasure anyway.

Ji Xiaorong: "What did you see?"

Yu Li also stared at Fu Yue.

Fu Yue stroked her white chin thoughtfully, and slowly said, "This stone is very beautiful and seems to be very valuable. You said you sold it. Can I buy a house in the center of the Imperial Capital?"

Ji Xiaorong: "..."

Yu Li: "..."

Fu Yue waved his hand: "Okay, okay, I'm just talking about it casually. Speaking of business, when we walked through it because we stepped on this stone, it was at night..."

Yu Li interrupted her silently.

"I came here because I pinched it."

Fu Yue rolled her eyes: "Do you think everyone is as weird as you? The minority obey the majority. Shut up and listen to me."

Yu Li: "Oh."

Fu Yue continued: "Maybe we can try to step on this stone at the same time to see if we can go back, or see if any conditions will be triggered... etc."

She squinted her beautiful peachy eyes, and her eyes suddenly became dangerous.

I don't know if it is her illusion.

She seems to see the stone move? That's right, it's like a living object, like... like stretched out.

Fu Yue slapped on the table, "You wait for me for a while."

Talking.

She turned and ran away, toward the kitchen.

Ji Xiaorong: "?????"

Yu Li: "...?"

Under these two unbelievable eyes, Fu Yue held a huge kitchen knife in his hand and pointed it at the stone on the table.

Ji Xiaorong: "...Are you crazy?"

Yu Li: "...Don't be impulsive, Miss Qin. You can think about ways slowly. Don't be irritated to do such things."

Against the backdrop of this huge kitchen knife, the stone looked extremely weak, pitiful and helpless.

Fu Yue's eyes were fierce.

"I know you understand, don't pretend to be dead, or I'll kill you with a chopper."

At first, Ji Rong and Yu Li thought that Fu Yue was really crazy.

Until they saw the stone really trembling tremblingly.

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