Aunt Mill really understands Li Cang. She wore a light and new style dress with cheongsam, a cheongsam with lotus silk and gold weaving materials, embroidered and dyed ink style, and the gold thread and ink dyed intersected each other, without feeling abrupt, but instead she showed a bright look. The high slit on the hem was like a fish's mouth being misaligned, pointing toward the open shoulders and exposed, which made people illuminate.

I have to say that Old Lady Diao's craftsmanship and aesthetics are truly unique.

With the body management level of my aunt, this outfit is made of the illusion of a thin waist and breasts. Especially if you want to cover up the shy and half-exposed waist and back and abdomen lines, you can almost see their extension and contour from the texture of the fabric.

Li Cang took a deep breath: "Come some black stockings and taste the salty one!"

"Abnormal! Get out of here! Color embryo!" But Qiao Shasha muttered and added a little, "How can I wear that much? The white one is okay!"

"It's even better!"

The massage table is not in the bedroom, so I just use the spring stool to make do with it. The little aunt is tall and her legs are long and her movements are very open and closed without any delay.

"Don't use force! I feel like I'm twisting steel bars!"

"itch!"

Qiao Shasha was sweating and gritted her teeth: "I think I'm weak, right? Comrade Xiao Fu, find one of the pipe pliers!"

Fu Jinxin was holding a cup of lemon tea, her face was flushed, and her complexion looked much better than when Li Cang came here a few days ago: "Brother-in-law drinks water, brother-in-law, do you want to apply a facial mask?"

Qiao Shasha was so sorry for her: "What mask does he apply face down? How do you apply it?"

"Oh..." Fu Jinxin turned around and touched the fruit plate again, squatted there with a small fork, feeding it with one fork: "Brother-in-law eats fruit, this is so delicious. Its vines are embedded in the cracks and caves of the cliffs of Sansheng Mountain. The fruit is protected by the vines in a place where there is no light inside. You need a special person...Barabala..."

"A little hoof is not good!" Qiao Shasha looked at the pair of dogs and men who were loving, and her silver teeth were almost broken: "No more pressing! I can make room for you!"

Li Cang pulled the abnormal-emotional aunt over and pressed it on the spring stool: "So coincidental? Is it going to happen again?"

"Hmph~"

"Five lunch first, and then cook a pot of sugar water for you?"

"Don't eat it!" The little aunt rolled her eyes to him, and she was both cute and pretty: "Hmph, what did you say you should eat first?"

"you!"

"Big nephew is so good!"

So I didn't eat lunch, and of course I didn't eat dinner either.

downstairs.

A group of maids standing on both sides of the dining table guarding the restaurant, looking forward to it, tried to tighten one or several at most, even reaching five identical faces, and communicated subtly with their eyes, and glanced at the direction of the stairs from time to time.

"Ni Ni, will she not come down by the master?"

"I've already called the bell twice..."

"Do you want to knock on the door?"

The twin sisters who had met Li Cang before looked at the time and ordered: "Cause! The soup and other things can be warmed up. Please divide the rest. Then ask the kitchen to prepare another table of ingredients. The owner... may... want to have a meal at night..."

While doing things, they chattered and laughed. They were born slaves and were the last group of native slave holders in the Tili City-state period. After Tili's red transformation, there may be slave holders again, but there will be no service practitioners like them.

Compared to the days when they were worried and worried a few years ago, Jossa's Tili was undoubtedly a paradise. Although the slaves could not be separated, they now have their own life and can at least live for themselves. They occasionally return to their own strange original families to take a walk and take a look. They all have smiles at the sight. The only thing that echoes in their ears is compliment, pleasing, envy and jealousy, which is far less comfortable than here. Even, even occasionally when it is late at night, they will secretly pray for something else.

At about three o'clock in the morning, the little aunt pulled Fu Jinxin, who was as soft as a quilt on the bed, and took a few breaths: "I'm so full!"

Fu Jinxin asked softly: "Sister Sasha, is it really that delicious?"

"roll!"

Qiao Shasha felt that this innocent little hoof was mocking her, and her face was already a little bit of anger and angry.

"Eat something?"

Li Cang reached out and touched for a long time, and only touched a silk nightgown. He didn't like this kind of thing, and it felt strange to capitalist in his body.

"I'm lazy, don't want to move..." The little aunt rang the bell: "Let them send it..."

Li Cang took it easy and carried the little aunt on his shoulder: "Go down and eat!"

"Big nephew, do you seem to dislike them very much?"

"Why should I like them?"

The little aunt smiled and blinked: "Then they can only live alone to live a lifetime. It's very pitiful, and you three little ones--"

"Bang!"

The little aunt uttered, closed her mouth decisively, and trembled in front of Fu Jinxin. She was very burdened with great psychological burden.

The long table with a frigid and charming style of more than ten meters looks like a foggy miniature forest, with a warm and fragrant breeze.

Li Cang opened his mouth. Even Aunt Kong would not have such a corrupt program in informal occasions. However, Qiao Shasha said: "Big nephew, I still don't understand. Your degree of personification is indeed low. If these people who carry Nu Qi, if they have not been instructed, Nu Qi will believe that they have no value and are not needed. The shackles will become tighter and tighter, and eventually completely squeeze them out and destroy them. This is the rule of Nu Qi and cannot be corrected. The three little ones are on the base. Haven't they grown up until now?"

"Clam?"

"Is this kind of thing actually happening? Yes?" The little aunt picked up a plate of snacks, thought about it and put it down, and crossed it boredly at the fruit plate: "I have only realized this recently. I spent a lot of money to pray for it and reconstruct the hidden terms of the slave creek. It feels very ridiculous, right? Being a slave creek with your feet is the land deed. If Fantili's contract is more reliable, it will not end up asking you to get a big bargain for nothing!"

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "It is not a good habit to play with food. Also, it is obviously you who can get the cheap one, right?"

“What’s the difference?”

Li Cang spread his hands and looked at the dishes on the table, and couldn't help but frown: "It's really something to eat for such exquisiteness? Not to take it to the exhibition? Forget it, that steak looks OK..."

"Oh, sit down!" Qiao Shasha snapped her fingers: "What did you say to you just now? Hum?"

"I'm used to not coming..."

"Shh, shut up and sit down!"

“…”

Fu Jinxin laughed so hard: "Brother-in-law, brother-in-law, you are playing life on the track every day, so you don't have the hobby of "small, meat, forest, song and dance, and bullying men and women, bullying men and women, and bullying men and women, you can't do this. Before a catastrophe, you're still a cattle and a horse, and after a disaster, you're still a cattle and a horse. Then isn't this empty island era in vain?"

"Who did you learn this from?"

Fu Jinxin said: "I read it on the forum! Master Wang complains about how many words you say, and he has updated his post almost every time he has updated his post!"

"I will twist off this snailed head when I look back!"

The twins brought a large gold-plated porcelain plate that contained charcoal grilled steak, cut the entire eye and chest and other parts one by one, put it on Li Cang's plate, served it with knife and fork, and stood quietly on both sides.

Li Cang's face was like a traffic light. He stared at the beef hill in the big plate and swallowed in a bad manner. He took the knife and fork unwillingly and embarrassedly, and cut it into the meat on his plate.

"Geese, goose..." Qiao Shasha leaned her head and looked at him: "Oh, her face turned red. Xiao Fu, look at his never-before-seen worldly appearance. He is so fucking cute, so cute!"

“???”

Qiao Shasha and Fu Jinxin have a very small appetite, but considering that the table of delicacies has alienated attributes, it is understandable.

While the twins were shocked by Li Cang's appetite, the chefs in the kitchen who had been working overtime urgently to Feibianzi were directly moved to tears, and they wanted to break down their ribs and stew the soup for the prince-

I, the sword is not old.

For a meal, Li Cang ate about half a month's meal for Auntie and Fu Jinxin. Moreover, they only tasted every kind of meal, and all the rest were distributed to the servants. The magicians brought him to the audience and did not refuse them.

After eating, the two of them nestled in a blanket wrapped in a sofa bed on the balcony of the bedroom garden to watch the sunrise. Li Cang put the scenery beside him, which was so amazing that he was cooking ginger candy water for the little aunt to cook ginger candy water.

The morning glow sprinkles in the garden, vividly like a painting.

The little aunt waved her hand, and the light of prayer winded from the top of the back of the bedroom, and heavy snow fell.

"Well, draw it."

“Yes, master.”

When the twins heard this, they put down the instrument and arranged the drawing board. They each held a stroke and splashed ink on the same paper. Li Cang looked over curiously and found that these two people were not painting one side, but they were touching each other. They had a touch of each other, and they could not see any difference in artistic conception and style at all. They were natural.

Li Cang said in surprise: "This is amazing! This is really amazing!"

"Of course..." The little aunt leaned lazily against Fu Jinxin: "Otherwise, why do you think I choose them? The people who carry the slaves on Tili are based on millions. They are very capable!"

Obviously, I kept the hook and waited for Li Cang to ridicule him. The magician was very alert and did not answer this: "Is the last book last time? Does Deldorga's contract with the rocking man have any flaws?"

"No..." The little aunt drowned and threw the fruit fork back into the plate: "The MOBA subspace barrier system seems to have conflicts with Tili's system. I am still considering whether to retain the subject of that thing. If the subject is not retained, it seems a bit too luxurious if it is just a shaking skill."

"Try to keep it completely. If that MOBA game is used well, it can produce mandatory rules to some extent."

"I hate these brain-consuming tasks..." The little aunt curled her lips: "Wait, when I finish practicing, I will directly pull the 3/7 base to Tili as a pendant. Humph, I see what you want to redeem it at that time!"

Li Cang revered in awe: "One word is certain!"

"?"

The logic of the conflict of ideas collapsed automatically. The little aunt who was just talking none even thought about a problem carefully, which is why Li Cang's attitude towards the base is so pampered.

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"Oh! Our eldest son is finally willing to show up? Your body is so charming and elegant?" The gift was presented with both hands, and the big thunder boy turned cloudy and sunny: "Where is the wine? I ask you what about the wine?"

Li Cang not only brought back shampoo fruit wine, but also brought a total of three tons of Tili homemade fruit wine.

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The little aunt said that this was an extra three days of tip.

Tiliren is definitely a good choice for brewing wine, and they have unusual alienated animal and plant resources on bases and track lines.

Everyone was very happy. Li Lace Rao Qifang, Jin Yujing, Tai Xiaoyi, Lao Wang and others were all drunks. Even Aunt Kong liked to drink a few drinks occasionally.

"Hey, let it go, let it go, have you heard me? Where can I stretch my claws?" Rao Qifang looked at him and was about to take action: "Leave a little for Wenwen! The rest are all my mother's. My son smashed the things that respected me, and you have the hammer to do it?"
To be continued...