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Chapter 2768 Warm This chapter is a warm and cautious family of three

Perhaps, as long as there are small buns, any heavy and condensing atmosphere can become warm.

Little bun is well-behaved, sensible, innocent and cute.

It is hard to imagine that the Demon Lord of the Demon Clan is actually a child.

After the prince's wedding banquet, King Shenyue had already ordered the five gates of Shenyue Capital to open.

The next day.

Qingge and Ji Yue live in Chiyan Mansion, like an ordinary couple.

After waking up, Qingge sat in front of the bronze mirror cast by crystals, and Ji Yue bent over and drew her eyebrows.

Qingge's eyes flashed slightly, looking at the happy scene reflected in the mirror, her red lips curled slightly, and a gentle smile bloomed.

After washing the dressed bun, I opened the door of the house, then carefully closed it, and walked in slowly.

Xiao Baozi tilted his head, looked at Qingge, and smiled.

When the little bun looked at Ji Yue, he immediately had no expression on his face, was serious and stinky.

Ji Yue's temples bulged wildly, enduring the urge to beat her son, and then drew her eyebrows for her wife.

"Ye'er, what's wrong? Are you unhappy?" Qingge said helplessly.

The little bun curled his lips and whispered: "Mom, Ye'er is hungry."

"Why don't you eat? What about the cook of Chiyan Mansion?" Qingge frowned.

"I want to eat the food made by my dad." Xiao Baozi said.

"Ye'er!" Ji Yue frowned and said in a deep voice.

The little bun seemed to be frightened, and his face turned pale. He bit his lip and looked at Qingge stubbornly: "Dad is not as gentle as Uncle Dongling, but Dad is so fierce."

"Did you even bully your own son?" Qingge suddenly snatched Liuli Dai from Ji Yue's eyebrows and said in displeasure.

Ji Yue looked at her empty hands and was slightly stunned.

He is in a small mood.

But in this family, his status is not as good as that of his son.

Ji Yue felt helpless and looked at Xiao Baozi silently. Xiao Baozi changed her aggrieved look just now, proud and deserved a beating.

"Ye'er is waiting, and cook for you for your father."

After saying that, Ji Yue walked out and was about to raise her legs and cross the threshold, she heard the soft and soft voice of a bun behind her: "Mom, is Ye'er coming to paint your eyebrows, okay?"

Ji Yue's feet fell to the ground and suddenly looked back, but saw the little bun with red face, joyful and happy scribing her eyebrows for Qingge.

Only then did Ji Yue realize that Ji Ye was a scheming bun.

Xiao Baozi didn't want to eat the food he made, but wanted to paint his wife's eyebrows.

At that moment, Ji Yue had already had a premonition of the miserable life in the future.

"Ye'er!" Ji Yue looked fierce.

"Mom, Ye'er is so hungry!" Xiao Baozi held Dai with his eyebrows and said with red eyes and grievance.

"Your son is about to starve to death." Qingge became more and more displeased.

The fierce aura around Ji Yue immediately disappeared, she left obediently, went to the pavilion, and entered the kitchen.

"Tsk tsk, pitiful, the Emperor of the Longevity has fallen to this point, and the tiger falls into the sun, and I still have to cook with pity. Is this moral decay or a distortion of human nature?" The voice of the thousand-year-old monster kept chattering in his mind, as if he would not give up Ji Yue to death.

Ji Yue was obviously used to the nagging of the thousand-year-old monsters, and had no expression on her face.

Ji Yue washed the kitchen knife countless times before she held it in her hand to cut the vegetables. With one knife, the leaves flew all over the place.

Frowning slightly, deeply unhappy, Ji Yue just felt uncomfortable, so she put down the kitchen knife and pulled out her ruthless sword.

Holding the vegetable in one hand and the sword in the other hand, with a cool sword, the vegetable leaves are perfectly separated.

Ji Yue nodded quite satisfied, and the thousand-year-old monster in her mind was stunned and felt extremely frightened.

Wuqing Jian followed Ji Yue, which was the greatest grievance.

Others use the Ruthless Sword, who is not to defend their country and save the people? The Qing Emperor is better. Yesterday, he almost sold the Ruthless Sword for a few strings of candied haws. Today, he compared the sword to cutting vegetables and melons with a kitchen knife? The thousand-year-old monster suddenly became angry and let out an angry cry, sighing: "The Lord of Ruthless Sword is really worse than the other generation. This is the sadness of Ruthless!" The thousand-year-old monster was in pain, despair, and furious.

"Shut up!"

"Okay."

“…”

Ji Yue was happily cutting the vegetables and was extremely unhappy when she heard the sound of the thousand-year-old monster.

On the side, the cook hesitated for a while and decided to speak out: "That... Lord Qingdi... there is no need to cut this dish..."

Ji Yue looked down at the dish and looked at the cook again, "No need?"

"Well..." The cook was nervous and nodded quickly.

"Why not say it earlier?" He said it before he was almost finished cutting?

The cook was so scared that she crawled on the ground and kowtowed suddenly. She didn't dare to say that, for fear that the head would be cut by the ruthless sword.

Ji Yue really couldn't figure it out. There are still vegetables in this world that don't need to be cut?

In this way, Ji Yue worked hard all morning before cooking the food.

Qingge walked over with the little bun. Today, the mother and son were wearing the same color clothes, both of which were light green. Walking in the courtyard where vines were intertwined, the sky was blue and white clouds, the wind was bright and the wind in December was getting cooler, and at first glance, it was pleasing to the eye. The woman was independent in the world, smiling like a flower, the child had a strange eye, and the pink and jade carvings were really the most beautiful painting in the world.

"Is it done?" Qingge asked.

Ji Yue nodded and opened the chair for her wife and children.

Qingge, Xiao Baozi took his seat, Xiao Baozi picked up the chopsticks and couldn't wait to taste it.

When the little bun was about to spit it out subconsciously, Ji Yue suddenly made a move, from bottom to top, and gently patted Xiao Baozi's jaw in her palm to shut up.

Ji Yue gently stroked Xiao Baozi's throat with her other hand, forcing Xiao Baozi to swallow the food into her abdomen.

Xiao Baozi swallowed the food and stared at Ji Yue with big eyes. Ji Yue smiled slightly: "The table of food is all for the love of the father, and Ye'er can't waste a slightest bit."

Xiao Baozi's face was faintly white. This was murdering his biological son. It was indeed better for Uncle Dongling.

On that side, at the end of the corridor, Dongling Cod and Jiuci walked together.

Dongling Cod held a wooden food box in his hand, placed the food box on the table, took out the food and some snacks, and fed it to small buns.

Xiao Baozi took a bite and his eyes lit up suddenly, "Uncle Dongling's cooking skills are great."

"I have learned the true teachings of Grandpa Ye. I dare not say that it is the best, but I can also make it happen." Dongling Cod smiled.

The little bun quickly moved to a seat and ate the food brought by Dongling Cod.

Dongling Cod once followed Ye Qingtian to study Qingge's favorite foods, and his cooking skills were far beyond Ji Yue's.

Ji Yue looked at her son who was crooking her elbow and suppressed her urge to beat Xiao Baozi up.

Qingge looked at Ji Yue with a dark face and smiled helplessly. Ji Yue was like a child, jealous, and her whole body seemed to be written that she was in a small mood and was unhappy.

"It's delicious." Qingge said with a smile while eating.

Ji Yue smiled on her face, "It's better for a wife."

Ji Yue sat down happily, took a bite, and immediately vomited it out.

Seeing that Qingge was still trying to pick up food, Ji Yue quickly grabbed the dishes and took away all the food.

Qingge's eyes flashed slightly, "What's wrong?"

"Unless." Ji Yue frowned and placed all the food brought by Dongling Cod in front of Qingge: "Eat this."

Qingge looked at Ji Yue's annoyed look and couldn't help but curl her lips and smile.

A man who is trapped in love is so cute. (To be continued)
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