Evil Prince, Come Play With Me

Baoyaolian walked aside: "The slave will not eat, the slave will serve you vegetables. ”

When Su Shen got tired of clapping her hands, he sat her down on his leg and said, "Eat if you want. ”

“Young Master, the slave is keeping himself in shape...”

“Shut up, your body is satisfied, your body doesn't like to feel like it's all bones.” Su Shen bothered to shove the chopsticks into her hand and gave her a thief's leg.

Baoyaolian's eyes were straightened and his saliva almost went down.

Chicken legs, golden crispy chicken legs, she hasn't eaten in a long time...

Ever since she lost weight, she's been following Belle's list and doesn't know what chicken legs taste like anymore.

“Bright and fatal.” Su Shen was annoyed with some helplessness, and he didn't understand what these women were up to in order to stay in shape and not eat.

Baoyaolian pinched the chopsticks with his fingers and fought in Heavenly Man's heart.

If you eat it, you will lose your strength and lose weight for so long.

But... I really want to eat.

Baoyaolian looked at her white thin wrist, which was not what she really looked like. Really she had one hand with one leg thick and one wrist full of meat, fatter than a pig's hoof.

The wrist like that, Su God wouldn't even want to look at it.

She can't eat, she has to be reduced.

“If you don't eat or eat, the slave will become fat after eating. All these years, you can't keep it like this until you control it. The slave can't let the young man disown you. ”

She bit her teeth and ruthlessly pushed her chicken legs away, struggling from Su Shen's annoyance.

It's just that his eyes still stared straight at the chicken leg and he wanted the wolf to swallow his stomach like a ghost.

Su Shen snapped his lips and fished her into his arms again: “Give this dish to me, bring me the chicken legs. ”

Baoyaolian felt a deep malice.

After a while, she already felt so fucking mean.

Su Shen took a bite off his chicken leg and poured out a yellow oil juice. The chicken was fragrant and slippery at the entrance. He swallowed a few swallows of Baoyuolian saliva. He was almost crying.

Her pathetic face delighted Su Shenzhen, deliberately handing the chicken legs to her nose: “Beauty, the chef in the palace is still good, the chicken legs are so fragrant, you smell them, feel them. ”

Feel you, sir!

Baoyaolian is already on the verge of collapse. His grandmother wants to eat.

Don't be so cruel!

“Young Master, you are so cruel!” She snuck into his arms and couldn't help biting him on his wheat muscle.

Chicken legs can't be eaten, bite this past addiction.

Su God was bored and hummed: “Sit down! That's not how I feed you here. ”

Baoyaolian couldn't get out in his arms and couldn't look at the chicken legs anymore.

“Fuck off, look at you.” Su God bothered to throw her off her leg, then look at her chest and live a hard tooth.

This woman really ate his place like a chicken leg.

Su God's face is dark.

Baoyaolian squatted: “The concubine quits. ”

Then he runs like a beast behind him, running fast.

Su God scolded annoyingly: “Stupid. ”

I chewed the chicken leg again, but it didn't smell at all, so I threw it aside.

Baoyaolian returned to his room, chewed two cucumbers, and did not remove the smell of chicken legs from his nose.

Weight loss is really tiring.

But in order to love, it has to be reduced.

Su God's annoying chest muscles compared to chicken legs, she must have chosen chest muscles to eat.

If you're not skinny, you can't eat it.

Baoyaolian fell asleep in bed and sighed on her stomach, but she was really hungry.

Life without meat is so... bitter!

Baoyaolian sat up, put on his cape and went out, took a walk, walked away, distracted himself from hunger.