In the middle of the night, Li Lace dog sneaked out of the room and tiptoed downstairs. He ran into the head of the night when he saw the little lady wearing a blanket sitting in a lounge chair next to the fire pit holding a cup of hot drink.

“Eh?” *2

A pot of stewed meat was gathered in the fire pit, and the slightly roasted charcoal matches were particularly charming on the cold winter nights. The red and yellow flames were as awkward and swaying as the expressions on the faces of the two of them.

Tai Xiaoyi said timidly: "Cough, Zhong...he...he is hungry...I will help him get something to eat. The stew will be ready soon. I will cook some noodles in broth. Do you eat a bowl?"

Li Lace patted her belly and said, "If you don't mess with me, I'm full!"

"oh..."

Ball sack?

Is there something wrong with your shooting position?

"Puff~" *2

The two of them finally couldn't live in the clams and laughed.

Comrade Li Lace took out a few bottles of cool and cold high gold vodka and placed it next to the chair: "We... we will go to hell if we do this... we will definitely go to hell..."

"Don't talk nonsense, I don't, he deserves it!" Tai Xiaoyi pursed her lips and couldn't help laughing: "But if you are squeezing Li Cang like this, be careful that he will come and take revenge on you!"

"He doesn't know how much he enjoys it. What level is my level? I am a white dolphin that has entered the Taoist path with martial arts. Well, the above sentence was praised by him! In short, if I move a finger and use him to move one, it would be considered that I am not good at learning skills and it would be a shame for my family!"

"Wait, there are pictures here, please don't reveal the details. Hello, I don't need to over-engage in such matters, it's eye-catching!"

"What did I say! What did I say? You obviously made up for it yourself, but I can't tell it. Comrade Tai Xiaoyi. I didn't expect you to be such a young lady. She looks gentle and gentle, behind her back, behind her back, tsk~"

Tai Xiaoyi looked Li Lace up and down and rolled her eyelids cutely: "You guy is so bad, don't talk to me!"

Then, Li Lace, a tough girl, started to act like a bitch, and rubbed her belly pretentiously: "What are you saying? Your eldest nephew is still young, but you can't hear such words~"

Tai Xiaoyi was dumbfounded and burned on the outside and tender on the inside: "You, you?!"

Really a traumatic stomach.

In various senses.

Even now, Tai Xiaoyi still can't stand the miserable and shameless sense of humor of the three of them, and she is in a cold war every time. This is simply an unbearable burden for a normal person and a serious person.

"What do I do? I, I, I, little lady, your skin and tender flesh are also radiant? Yoyo, why is it red here?"

"You... don't pinch me... don't touch me..."

After cooking a few noodles, Tai Xiaoyi had already finished drinking a bottle of wine, and half a bottle of Li Lace was left. Tai Xiaoyi quickly ran away with a pot of stewed meat and a basin of noodles, and her back was shaky.

After a while, Li Cang, with a red face, hurriedly came down from the upstairs: "What's wrong? I saw the little lady just now. Why was she so weird looking at me? She ignored her words..."

Li Lace completely lost her former arrogant and domineering beast. She looked at this beast that was as successful as timi's yin and yang and shouted: "Maybe I'm afraid that the Wang surnamed died on the bed. Hurry up, I'm starving to death. Oh, you little lady, I'll just leave a bowl of shabby noodles for me for a bowl, and I don't even have any meat to distinguish. My back hurts so I'll come and press my waist!"

"Then should I cook or work?" Li Cang picked a half-carved antelope from the beam of the room and held it in his hand. "Cha, I agree with the little lady cooking other dishes, but the big pot of stewed meat is still a bit different from the one I took with the Magician. She cut the ingredients too heavily, and you can smell it. Look, the smell of meat grime all over the world!"

"My belly hurts too! Do you mean to let me eat the air or drink the northwest wind?"

Li Cang's expression instantly stopped and he picked up the half bottle of wine on the ground and put it in Li Lace's arms: "You are my father! You can't stick to your teeth every day! Where is your child and second wife just now purchasing goods? Wait! Live dad!"

In a big pot of stewed meat, the woman put a basket of ham and steamed taro on it, and asked her to eat and wait. She squatted beside her and picked up the dried mushrooms from the basket and washed them one by one.

Li Lace was lying in the shaking music of the wicker, and she slapped her squinting eyes shone brightly: "Oh, who is this young wife? She is so beautiful. Look up and let me see what craftsmanship is doing?"

"I'm digging your ancestral tomb!"

"Bah, a straight man, so a little bit of fun!"

"Ha, each other!"

At three o'clock in the morning, Li Lace was already happily drinking the steaming small mushroom soup stewed with meat and dried vegetables.

The sun is about to rise but not rises, and only a thousand auspicious air blooms on the skyline. The morning glow reflects the gloomy sky with bright red and purple, but under the clouds, there is another light and shadow.

The dirty thick fog is like the ocean, a pool of stagnant water.

On the surface of the thick fog ocean, densely packed with black and rotten moss, so flat that there is almost no slight ups and downs, as if it has been milled, and it looks like a dry riverbed, with cracks intertwined, and the sludge skin raised its edges and corners in a tiny curve.

"Hiss..." Li Cang frowned, and the subconscious three-phase perception covering was like a mud cow entering the sea. The dirty and sticky texture made his mind drowsy, "This place is dead..."

A faint, dull and decayed smell gradually spread on the empty island, and the fog that was so rich that it could not be dissolved gradually began to entwin the edge of the empty island as both sides approached each other. The waves suddenly rose and remained dead.

When Li Cang Lao Wang's empty island approached, the actually quite huge geological fragments made a squeaky sound like rotten sticky blankets, squeezed out dense folds, and then pushed away or hung around the empty island to drift with the flow.

As the sky island stirred up the airspace, the faint dull and decayed smell gradually became rich, and gradually turned into a rotten, febrile-like stench.

Li Lace followed Li Cang to the edge of the empty island, frowned and covered her nose: "What's this? Why is it so disgusting!"

Li Cang opened his mouth and spit out a sentence of Li Lace that you can understand every word but it is inexplicable to connect it: "The body, the dead empty island!"

Comrade Da Leizi was stunned for a while: "Subordinate is the sky island?"

"Trail line empty island!"
Chapter completed!