Chapter 1888: Daughter is more important than cooking? (2)
The one in the purple robe, the one who is too beautiful to look like a human being, is his evil apprentice Xiao Huanghuang.
Ji Moli rushed into the house, ran to Shangguan Yunxi, and glared at him, "Master, how could you take Linglong away?"
"How could you go so far?"
"Do you know how anxious I am?"[
After Shangguan Yunxi was caught, he still looked at the two of them without changing his expression and said calmly, "You are quite capable. You found him so quickly."
Yehuang slowly walked to his beloved wife, put his arm around her shoulders, and looked at Shangguan Yunxi coldly, "Master, where is Linglong?"
Shangguan Yunxi looked at the two of them with a smile, "You are so capable, go find it yourself."
Ji Moli jumped angrily, "Master, please stop playing with us and give Linglong to us quickly."
Shangguan Yunxi rolled his eyes twice, coughed twice, and looked at Ji Moli with a smile, "It's not impossible, but..."
"But what?"
Ji Moli wanted to see Xiao Linglong as soon as possible, so he hurriedly took his hand and asked.
"I want Xiao Huanghuang to cook for me."
"What's so rare about this? He just cooks it for you to eat."
Yehuang frowned, "Li'er..."
Ji Moli turned around and glared at him, "Huang, which is more important, cooking or our daughter?"
Yehuang said reluctantly, "Of course, my daughter is important."
"That's it, you just cook for Master."
Yehuang had a stern look on his face, "I'm not a cook, how can I cook for others casually?"
What Ye Huang hates most in his life is when others force him to do things he doesn't want to do.
However, Shangguan Yunxi now forced him to cook for him.
If he wants to cook, he must do it for his little wife.
Why do you want to cook for Shangguan Yunxi, an old immortal?
Just kidding, how can he, Yehuang, cook for others so casually?[
Ji Moli glared at him, "For the sake of our daughter, can't you aggrieve yourself?"
Yehuang's face looked a little ugly, and his beautiful face seemed to be shrouded in a layer of darkness, "Li'er, we don't have to cook for him, we can also find Linglong."
"I don't care, I want to see Linglong now."
Ji Moli saw Ye Huang's gloomy face. After thinking about it, he reached out and grabbed his sleeve, shook it gently twice, and said in a soft voice, "Huang, I really miss Linglong."