Ling Xiaotu had always had the temperament to hurt others when they slapped her, but her nature was flexible and flexible. Now she saw that Xuanyuan Xuantian's demonic power was too strong, so she had to hide her edge.
But when necessary, it is still necessary to stretch out her little paws to test.
However, this time the price is a bit high!
Ling Xiaotu, who has always been particular about taste, had a look of pain on the verge of collapse on her sweet little face after drinking the sacred strange water she had prepared. She bent over in embarrassment and retched, her stomach and intestines protesting strongly, and she even turned to her stomach.
Instilling such 'poison'.[
Xuanyuan Xuantian looked at Ling Xiaotu's expression of a life-or-death situation, and said with a leisurely smile, "I thought that coffee with that flavor was your special taste?"
"If you want to make fun of me, don't be so subtle!" Ling Xiaotu blushed, groaned in pain, and continued to bend over and retching.
Xuanyuan Xuantian looked at her sympathetically, unable to imagine what kind of pain she was suffering.
Just now, he raised his head slightly and saw the woman running around the house like a happy bird reflected in the crystal room of several floors, as if she had a proud and elegant kitten at home.
She seemed to like the kitchen very much. She made some snacks and then started making coffee.
Then a terrible scene happened. She put ten times the amount of top-notch coffee beans in. That kind of coffee beans are more precious than gold. As a result, this girl boiled the ingredients that should be boiled into a large pot like Chinese medicine.
There was a small pot on the ground, and he was flipping through a book about making coffee and adding some weird items that he didn’t know what they were.
In short, she doesn't look like she is making coffee in the kitchen, but looks a bit like the legendary witch's pot making potion in the experiment. Xuanyuan Xuantian is very lucky that his home is transparent and everything is under his control.
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To be honest, he would rather die than take a taste of that damn thing.
"Oh my God, how on earth did I cook such a terrible thing?" After retching, Ling Xiaotu's face looked better. She looked at the remaining pot of coffee with a fearful expression, as if
I saw a group of cockroaches streaking past in front of me.