Kill That Man

When a woman, (she's not a professional cook), Ken cooks for you alone, that nail will marry you.

Except, of course, Yu Qingyao.

This is a very obvious implication.

Li Wyde laughed joyfully. “Yes! I really want to taste Yao's craftsmanship. ”

Yu Qingyao chuckled: “I'm not good at craftsmanship, son, don't make fun of people. ”

Li Wyde said with deep affection, "As long as it's a yawning dish, it must be the best dish in the world. ”

Yu Qingyao smiled and asked the son to sit down. She herself went to the kitchen to bring the food.

Four cold, four hot platters, not very rich, but enough for a private feast for two.

Yu Qingyao personally poured wine and cloth to the son, just like his wife took care of the husband.

Friendly and casual, Lee White was impressed. This is how he wanted to live a million times after marriage!

Yu Qingyao pointed to the dish in the middle and said: "This is fried chicken, it's my best dish, son, taste it! ”

Li Wyde looked at the fried chicken and couldn't help but stay, his face changed dramatically and his body trembled.

Yu Qingyao asked in surprise, “Son, what's wrong with you? ”

Li Wyde himself was strange, and he didn't understand why, just because he saw the fried chicken, he felt fear from the bottom of his heart. I can't help it. I want to escape!

He struggled to restrain himself from escaping, which shivered his whole body.

Well, he used to be a chicken for a hundred centuries. He was killed a hundred times by Yu Qingyao. He took it to fries and sold it to people to eat!

Li Whid's life, even though he didn't remember what happened back then, his soul was deeply concerned about Yu Qingyao's fried chicken.

"It's all right," he grinned. ”

Yu Qingyao shouted and enthusiastically tore off a fried chicken's wings and said to him, “Chicken wings are the best. Try them! ”

Li Wyde trembled and pinched the chicken wing. He shook his hand and put it in his mouth. Once he tasted it, he couldn't help it.

He stood up, rushed outside, threw up, and almost threw up the bile.

Yu Qingyao hastily followed up. The statement was very silent.

Do I make fried chickens that scary? Isn't this some dark dish? People who have eaten before can't stop praising each other.

Sister, next time in the kitchen, you really don't like it.

What if she wants to hit someone?

She took a deep breath three times, appeared to be Wen Liangxian Sook, hurried forward, cared to hold Ji Son, concerned to ask: "Son, what is wrong with you? What's wrong?”

After Li Wyde threw up, he woke up awkward and said, "Uh, I'm fine. ”

“Son?” Yu Qingyao called in confusion.

“I'm fine! ”

“Oh, let's go back and drink!” Yu Qingyao smiled and eagerly wanted to pull the boy back.

Lee White trembled and said, "Well, you know, can you get that fried chicken out of here? ”

Yu Qingyao was so depressed, he said, "Okay, Alfred, go! Pour the chicken down. ”

Ah Fook shouted and quickly collected the fried chicken.

Li Wyde returned to the table with some palpitations, and when he looked at the dishes on the table, he felt that everything was fine.

He made up his mind and apologized: "Sorry, that was rude! ”

Yu Qingyao shouted strangely in his heart and said: “I should apologize to him. I didn't think he hated chicken. ”

Li Wyde.

He was also strange: strange! I wasn't like this before! I've eaten chicken too! I've eaten chicken too many times! Holy shit. Fortunately, Qingyao Zhishu Dali did not see anything strange. Otherwise, I really can't explain it.

As a result, Li Wyde was always upset and Yu Qingyao smiled a little.

Because the chicken swept away, the two of them broke up after eating the grass.

When Lee White returned, he ordered the chicken to be fried.

The chef on the starfish was strange, and he thought, "Hey, didn't you eat enough at Master Yu's place?

He fried a chicken with great intent and ordered someone to take it to Kiko.

Fried chicken came up, Lee White sent off his men, took a deep breath and opened the lid himself. He looked anxiously into his eyes. The dish is a fried chicken.

Lee White found himself completely free of any strange feelings.

He stared at the fried chicken for a while and found that there was no such horrible feeling as Yu Qingyao.

He cautiously pinched a chopstick meat, tasted it, and didn't want to throw up at all.

And he thought, "Woe to me! I'm not afraid to eat fried chicken! Shake the grass, won't I just be afraid to blow it up? What the hell is wrong with you? Well, it's easy to verify that, just ask her to blow it up again.

Just thinking about it, his body trembled uncontrollably, his whole body sweated upright, and his heart filled with strong fear.

Li Wyde is speechless about this.

He wanted to think about it, and he couldn't figure it out. He could only mourn: Let's not eat chicken in the future.

No, don't even think about it.

My cousin is a man, God is not afraid, the earth is not afraid, but he is afraid to die of his sister's fried chicken, and he is ashamed to say it.

What's this all about? How could I have this weird problem?

Another day, Yu Qingyao invited Mr. Ji to accompany her to the back mountain to sweep her master's grave.

Lee White didn't think that much. As soon as Sister Li invited him, he went immediately.

Whatever she wants. Anyway, just stay with her.

In fact, this is also a clear implication.

Girls may invite people to dinner, to movies, to travel together or something, but they will never invite people to sweep their loved ones' graves together. That has to be someone close, like a boyfriend or fiancé.

Yu Qingyao is constantly giving Ji Son a set pill, in case he changes his mind, don't let her get on the boat, don't take her back to Da Luo Tian together.

They rendezvoused at the aurora palace and walked side by side to the back mountain cemetery.

Coming to the tomb of the Jade Sect, Zhenger Yu Qingyao's eight scriptures sweep the tomb, put on incense, kowtow.

After that, she asked implicitly, "Son, would you like to give my master a columnar fragrance? ”

Looking at her shyness, looking forward to her little eyes, Li Wyde suddenly realized what she meant.

She was about to leave, and this was the last goodbye to Master, and likewise, led him, her man, to show Master.

If he goes to incense, he identifies himself as her man.

Can he deny that? Impossible!

Li Wyde joyfully came forward and laughed: "Of course, I have to do this scent! ”

He solemnly sorted out his underwear crown, took the incense and walked to the tombstone and prayed straight to the end.

“Lord Yu, I will take good care of Qingyao, please rest assured under the Nine Springs! ”

After that, he inserted the incense.

Yu Qingyao was so ashamed to help Mr. Ji up.

Li Wyde suddenly felt like a chapel.

Later, Yu Qingyao took Prince Ji to her charitable nursing home, compulsory school and other places.