Although there are still a lot of kimchi, eating kimchi every day still won’t satisfy my craving.
As for the other dishes...it's strange to say that if the little cook cooked them, he couldn't even take a bite. It was really annoying!
The silly and cute boy was holding a white radish as thick as his arm and gnawing at it while stamping his feet angrily.
Should we capture her again? After the silly boy finished eating the fat white carrot, he put his chin in his hands and looked out the window.
At this moment, a ripple flashed across the originally calm portrait on the wall.
The stupid and cute boy glared over there in annoyance, his tone full of complaints: "I just thought about it, I didn't really catch her back! Why are you so anxious? Who is your son?"
In the oil painting, the extremely beautiful woman looks at the cute boy with tenderness, her eyes are filled with love and doting, and her voice is filled with laughter: "Are you jealous, Xiaoke?"
"Who's jealous! Who's jealous! I'm not one of them!" The young man seemed to be told something that was on his mind, and became angry and furious.
The woman in the oil painting smiled softly: "Xiao Ke wants to find her?"
"You asked me to go out again!" The young boy stared at the oil painting in anger!
A long time ago, in order to prevent the young boy from harming the strong men on the Xuanwu Continent, the Lord Xuanwu stopped letting him go out to play.
The woman in the oil painting laughed: "Does Xiaoke want to go out?"
"Who wants to go out? I didn't think about it at all!" The young man raised his chin arrogantly, as proud as a beautiful peacock, and his whole person looked vivid and lively.
The woman in the oil painting covered her lips and smiled: "What if you can go out?"
Xiao Ke was still stubborn and couldn't say it out, but now he felt a little embarrassed, lowered his head, and whispered: "Now you ask me to go out, I won't go out unless you beg me."
The woman in the oil painting, the legendary Lord God of Xuanwu, was as gentle as water when faced with her only bloodline. She changed the subject: "The small world of Xuanwu is about to close. It doesn't matter if you don't want to go out. In the next hundred thousand years, you will
Take a good retreat..."
A look of panic suddenly appeared on the young man's face!
What? Seclusion for a hundred thousand years? What a joke!
The young man jumped up and shouted: "Get out, I'll get out! What the hell is seclusion for a hundred thousand years? I don't want it!"
The woman in the oil painting chuckled: "It's not impossible to go out, but you have to make an agreement."
The boy wanted to slap himself on the head. If he had agreed earlier, there would have been no more three chapters, but thinking of his extremely powerful mother, the young boy said dullly: "Which three chapters, tell me quickly."
The face of the woman in the oil painting was slightly restrained, with a hint of seriousness in her expression: "First, after you find Su, you must listen to her. Do whatever she asks you to do, and you can't do anything she doesn't let you do.
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"Ah?" The cub's mouth grew into a big O-shape!
Damn it! He, the majestic cub, the little master of the Xuanwu world, wants to listen to a little cook? No!
However, when the young boy wanted to tell his mother angrily, the powerful Lord Xuanwu threatened to suppress him, "If you don't want to go out, you don't have to agree."
"Ouch..." The young boy stomped his feet angrily!
Although he was extremely unwilling to do so, the young boy still had the guts to agree.
"What about the second and third items!" The young boy stared with round eyes.