kitchen.

A flying dog jumps.

Everyone in the kitchen was staring at the little giggling with wings and swallowing, all swallowing hard.

Their eyes slowly moved from Xiaoji's body to those empty plates, and the surprise in their eyes was even worse.

"This ... what happened here?"

Yingdie hurriedly ran from outside the kitchen, and she saw Bai Yan's pet at a glance, no less shocked than others.

This little thing is just a chicken, and the body is small, so how can it eat so many things?

Where did all the food it eats go?

At this moment, everyone feels that Xiaoji's stomach is like a bottomless hole, and it seems that he can't fill it with anything ...

Finally, everything that could be eaten in the kitchen was swept away by Xiao Geji, and he still had a little bit of interest in his mouth, and looked at the waitresses around him with dissatisfaction.

It has been in the ruins for so many years, and has never enjoyed a little food, and has been empty and hungry for many years. Now that she is so exposed to such delicious food, she cannot control herself at once.

especially……

It feels that these are not enough, it can eat more food!

"Second Elder, what should I do? This little thing still needs to be eaten, so if it goes on, it will not be afraid of breaking itself?"

The maid wants to cry, what if the little sergeant breaks down, what if the elder lady is angry?

Yingdie's eyes always fell on Xiaojio's body, as if she was searching for something. After half a ring, her tightly frowned eyebrows were released, and she smiled lightly: "It's okay, I looked, this little The guy eats so much without sustaining it, and should be able to eat as much as you can, continue to prepare food for it until you are satisfied with it. "

"Yes, the second elder."

With Yingdie's words, everyone present was relieved.

The chefs started to work non-stop, preparing food for this little ancestor ...

...

Dust frost field.

Lord's Office Study.

The man was sitting at the table with a picture scroll in front of him. The original cold face gradually eased after seeing the woman on the painting, and there was a gentle light in his eyebrows.

The picture shows a woman in a green dress, she is pure and beautiful, with a shallow smile on the corner of her mouth.

Her smile easily touched the atrium, like a clean spring flowing into people's hearts and washing their hearts.

"Shuang Er ..." The man touching the portrait's fingers is also gentle, as if touching the face of his beloved woman, "beautiful like you, it should be the most beautiful color in the world, you are like a holy lotus, pure Water, but in the face of such beautiful people, those people have killed you ... I will never let them go! "

He closed his eyes slowly.

At this moment, the woman's light smile was printed in his mind again.

He seemed to hear her shallow voice again, calling him softly: "Brother Chen Che ..."

However, since that incident, she left him forever.

He will never forget the scene of a beloved woman falling in a pool of blood ...

"Demon Realm, Emperor Cang!" Ye Chenche clenched his fists tightly, his eyebrows turned into gloom again, "I will not let you go, I will never let anyone who killed Shuanger!"

The scenes of the past are vivid in his eyes, making him tearful, and his eyes are full of hatred.