After the north wind howled, Xiaohua shook his hair. He looked around and found that no one asked him to take revenge, so he looked back cheerfully and gave the fat man another thumbs up.
On the other side, the fat man was carrying a rolling pin. Seeing Xiaohua's feat, he actually wanted to compete. He walked towards Xiaohua unhurriedly, with a smile on his face, like a spring breeze. Xiaohua didn't do it either.
If you think about it, as long as you can distance yourself from these people, there will be no risk.
However, when the fat man was less than ten feet away from Xiaohua, the rolling pin in his hand moved. Xiaohua subconsciously felt something was wrong and hurriedly pulled out the folding fan from her waist.
In an instant, the fat man had come close and hit Xiaohua on the head. Xiaohua was frightened and immediately raised her folding fan to stop him. At this moment, they saw that the two of them were fighting each other.
Wu Zheng was immediately dumbfounded and thought to himself: What is going on? When gods fight, just do what you say! But these are not what Wu Zheng cares about the most. He only wants to know one thing now, is there still food to eat?
"I'm starving to death." Wu Zheng looked up to the sky and screamed hopelessly, no longer caring whether he was embarrassed or not.
Mo Han looked at Wu Zheng helplessly from the side. It seemed that this was Wu Zheng's true face. The seriousness he had before was probably just an act of this guy. It was quite funny.
Wong Tai Sin recognized Her Highness the Princess, came closer and said, "Your Highness, are you hungry? I still have half a roast chicken that I haven't finished yet."
Mo Han glanced at Huang Taixian's dirty look, and his little face that was full of expectations suddenly became deflated. Just kidding, you don't care about hygiene, but I still have to care about hygiene. "If you're not hungry, I, the princess, will lose weight." In fact, this is
Speaking of which, maybe Mo Han himself didn't believe it.
When Wu Zheng heard that there was roast chicken, his eyes lit up, "Where can I put it?" After saying that, he hurriedly came towards Wong Tai Sin, with the word "roast chicken" written all over his face.
"No." Wong Tai Sin simply refused. Is this roast chicken for you? I haven't eaten enough yet. Besides, do you think I really want to give it to Her Royal Highness? How is that possible? I'm just being polite.
Just being polite.
"I smell the aroma." Wu Zheng was unwilling to give in. His nose was extremely sensitive at this moment.
"If I tell you that I don't have it, then I won't. I am a child without any deception. If you don't believe me, ask anyone in the academy who doesn't say that I have good credit."
Wu Zheng sneered in his heart. You were selling fake answers a few days ago, but now you are so arrogant and domineering about saying that you have good credit. You must have a very thick skin.
On the other side, Xiaohua and the fat man were already fighting fiercely, and the scene was very lively. Especially the fat man, who was saying something while fighting back. Everyone was far away and could not hear clearly. What surprised Wu Zheng was
, this guy can actually compete with Xiaohua on a par.
This time, Xiaohua didn't use her legs. Instead, she held a fan to compete with him. Others didn't know it, but he knew it best. His little arms and legs were worthless compared to the rolling pin with thick arms. Maybe a heavy blow would be enough.
The consequences of a broken leg or broken arm.
"Boy, your cultivation is pretty good!" The fat man said loudly, and everyone could hear this clearly.
Xiaohua curled her lips and sneered: "You're not bad either." Although Xiaohua said so, there was already a storm in his heart. He never expected that a simple
Dan's head chef is actually so powerful.
Xiaohua's forehead was already covered with sweat, and he fought very hard. Fatty's fighting style was a wide-open, wide-opening style, which was completely opposite to Xiaohua's style. Xiaohua pursued flexibility and a fatal blow. If not
If Xiaohua is given a profession, he might be an assassin. Of course, he will definitely be a narcissistic and shameless one.
After fighting for a long time, Xiaohua never came into direct contact with the fat man. On the contrary, she avoided the attack dexterously every time. The fat man became a little impatient, put down the rolling pin in his hand, turned around and walked away. As he walked, he cursed: "No.
Fighting, there is no point in fighting with a monkey like you."
"Monkey?" This is the first time Xiaohua has been given such a name. Is it possible that she looks a lot like him? In short, Xiaohua is no longer troubled by the fat man. Monkeys are monkeys. I can't bear it.
At this time, when Xiaohua was panting, she suddenly found that her thigh was being hugged by someone unknown. Xiaohua quickly lowered her head, raised her fan and was about to hit her. Who would have thought, it turned out to be the little dwarf just now. I saw him
At this moment, his face was filled with tears, and he was so moved that he could not speak. He hugged Xiaohua's thigh, hugged her tightly, and began to wipe tears on it. Xiaohua clearly saw that a liquid flowed out of the guy's nose, and he also wiped it on it.
On one's own body.
At that moment, ten thousand grass-mud horses flew past Xiaohua's heart. What's going on? I'm not a handkerchief, but I still ask you to blow your nose?
Originally, Xiaohua wanted to take back the folding fan in her hand and let this black fan go for the time being. But, you have no choice but to force me. Well, Xiaohua raised the folding fan in her hand high, and amidst the cry of the little dwarf, she suddenly
He was knocked unconscious. Even so, he still felt uneasy. Especially when he saw the large area on his body that was wet with tears and nose, he couldn't bear it anymore. So, even if he fainted, he would not let it go.
Then beat him.
Xiaohua shook her clothes and stared at the wet patch with some disgust. Wu Zheng was still fighting for the roast chicken with Wong Tai Sin. He couldn't eat it, and he couldn't make others eat it. He was really
So hungry!
The afternoon sun was always so bright. Under the sun, Wu Zheng and others sat in a row, waiting for the food to arrive. After a while, the fat man rushed out from the kitchen, holding a plate of dishes in his hand, followed by
A big puff of oil smoke.
"Your Highness, please be patient." As he said this, the fat man placed the dishes in front of Mo Han and wiped his hands on his clothes.
As a result, everyone's attention was focused on this dish. Huang Taixian only glanced at it and lost interest. There was no chicken, so it was not delicious. Luochen and Xiaohua, on the other hand, looked like I'm not hungry.
He looked indifferently. Mo Han just took a look at the quality of the dishes and suddenly felt that he had lost his appetite. The fat man next to him was still bowing and waiting. He wanted to witness the princess finish the dishes he cooked.
Mo Han held the chopsticks in his hand and hovered over the dish for a while. Why did this dish look so dark? It was no worse than what he cooked. Seeing this, Mo Han couldn't help but wonder, is this food edible?
?
Wu Zheng was salivating on the sidelines. If anyone wanted to say who was most interested in this dish, it had to be him. Seeing that Wu Zheng was interested, Mo Han made a favor and said generously: "You can eat it.
This princess is not hungry." After saying that, he put down his chopsticks.
, pushing the dish in front of Wu Zheng.
Wu Zheng's penis has been bleeding for a long time, and now he can't bear it when he sees the food. "Then I won't be polite." After saying that, Wu Zheng went to pick up the chopsticks.
However, a rolling pin was suddenly inserted into the table. In fact, it was more like smashing than inserting. Wu Zheng was startled by this sudden misfortune. His little hands were trembling and he still did not dare to approach the chopsticks.
At this time, the fat man threatened from behind Wu Zheng: "This is prepared for Her Royal Highness the Princess. If you dare to move, I will make steamed buns for you." After that, he slowly pushed the dish back to Mo Han.
Wu Zheng was frightened. He looked at Xiaohua and Luochen with aggrieved eyes. I'm still a child. Why don't you two stand up for me? However, no one cared about what Wu Zheng was waiting for. Xiaohua pretended not to notice.
Come, whistling. Luochen is even more annoying, so he just stares in a daze.
"Your Highness, please use it." The fat man took back the rolling pin and put a smile on his face.
Although Mo Han was very reluctant, looking at the fat man's passionate eyes, she also understood that she couldn't help but eat today. At least, she should take a bite.
So, under Wu Zheng's extremely envious gaze, Mo Han moved the chopsticks in his hand. It was a gray-black thing. She guessed it might be a piece of meat. But she didn't know what kind of animal meat it was. No, it was
Human flesh, right? At the moment of entrance, Mo Han had such a suspicion in his heart.
The food entered the mouth without chewing or swallowing. Wu Zheng looked at it carefully, couldn't help but take a bite, and asked first: "Is it delicious?"
The fat man also came up. He seemed to be very concerned about this matter. Wu Zheng felt that if he were to be given a title, he would definitely be the most accomplished chef in the world. However, his cooking skills might be inferior to his own.
It's half past one.
Mo Han hesitated for a moment, then said with difficulty: "It's delicious."
When the fat man heard this, he immediately became happy, "Let me tell you, how could the Sa family's cooking be wrong?" After saying that, he took Wu Zheng and held him in his arms, stroking him all the time.
Wu Zheng was confused at the moment. What's going on? What are you doing holding me? Wu Zheng wanted to struggle, but the other party didn't give him this chance. He was hugged tightly and wrapped in a ball of fat.
Almost suffocated. At this point, he finally had a new understanding of obesity. It turns out that fat people can use fat as a weapon.
Finally, at the moment when Wu Zheng was about to suffocate, the fat man let go of his hand. He laughed proudly, for fear that others would not hear his voice. "If it tastes good, eat more. If it's not enough, make it again."
"That's enough, that's enough." Mo Han pulled a face and waved his hands. After eating this taste once, she would definitely not think about it a second time.
After hearing this, the fat man laughed, turned around in what he thought was a handsome move, and turned away. Wu Zheng looked at the retreating figure and said with emotion: "What a piece of meat."
When the fat man walked away, Mo Han spat out everything in one gulp. She had been holding it in her mouth for a long time, but the horrible taste never left. Dark cuisine, absolutely dark cuisine
Mo Han looked at Wu Zheng affectionately. After eating the fat man's food, he began to miss Wu Zheng's cooking. Being with him, he should gain weight soon.