Two-dimensional system

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In the'world' that no one can see, Xiao Mo smiled happily with her belly.

Uzumaki Goddai's irritable glances were drawn. This little girl is just waiting to watch her own good show, right?

This little girl must be retaliating against herself, not giving her the resentment of playing with the fat guy~

Even though, food critics did not expect to enter these places simply by watching illusion.

I was late for the food without any obstacles, but the food critics did not give money when I left~

He used the bank card given by Tony Stark and paid a lot of money, and the money he gave was absolutely worthy of every chef.

As well as every chef, they carefully crafted food, but food critics did not expect it.

Some people will take advantage of the process of using illusion to solve the trouble, but they will make up for it, their own secret conspiracy?

Although unexpected, it is impossible to escape. Of course, in this world, such a SHIELD agent.

And even though this black marinated egg felt a little silly, but at any rate it was still polite.

If you don't come up, you just want to die and do it yourself.

Therefore, there are no food critics, and they fought back against the SHIELD in this world.

Instead, he continued to look at Mr. Heizhudan Juzuo with a stunned expression, explaining what he was doing with a serious expression on his face.

Planning a conspiracy in an attempt to achieve ulterior motives, but to be honest, the food critics only noticed that the black marinated egg said.

When did I become: the god of food?

"Perhaps, they cooked food for me instead of calling a guard or something when they came. They caught me because they felt my love for food?"

The food critic looked at the black marinated egg explained in the affectionate section, his expression gradually became serious, and he defended the black marinated egg.

Talking with like-minded people, how can it be considered control?

"They must have felt it, my soul of food! That's right, it must be like this."

Hei Bao Dan stopped himself, explained the problematic details outlined in the video, and looked at him dumbfoundedly.

I had a serious face, and I believed it myself, and I was moved by myself.

A serious-looking food critic, you guy's ability to talk nonsense with your eyes on the pillow, if I hadn't been hungry for so many days.

I also believe it, the so-called soul of food in your mouth.

But I am righteous and black light, and swear in the name of braised eggs, if I believe your nonsense, I will be sorry for my missing three-layered pork belly!

The black stewed egg has a black face...

Uh~No~

It's the black bitten egg on your face that you really are, the little genius stares at him, talking about the chefs accepting themselves, and the soldiers and guards do not arrest themselves.

It is because the soul of food is beckoning to itself, and the light of food is calling itself again~

I have absolutely no ulterior motives, if I add a beam of light behind this guy's head...

He's meow~Marefak~

Isn't this guy really a god?Looking at the food critics, they talked about food.

Guru~

For several days, there was no black braised egg that had eaten with ease, and he swallowed his saliva with difficulty.

Moreover, he sensed on his head that the device that shielded brain waves was frantically alerting himself.

In an instant, Master Hei Lao Dan Ju Zuo was startled, and couldn't help putting his hands on the pistolman on his waist.

He looked at him with horror, and talked to himself in front of him, carefully analyzing and explaining the taste of the food there.Biquge Novel www.gdousu.com

Really exquisite cuisine does not necessarily require fancy methods and complicated steps.

Often only need, the most common materials, and unpretentious practices...

Feeling my heart, pounding under the temptation of food, following the description of food critics.

In the mind of the black braised egg, the details of the crimes committed by the food critics have been taken from the video.

Everything has become. In the mouth of food critics, the described plate has a beautiful plate with a fragrance that seems to be alive...

Oh my god!Guru~

"Shut up! You shut up..."

I felt the saliva in my mouth, the secretion began to accelerate, and the crazy swallowing was no longer possible, preventing the saliva from the corners of the mouth because of the food.

Not only, the black marinated egg could not hold the pistol, but even the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents who besieged the food critic.

I don't even know how many times I wiped it with my hand, the corner of my mouth was about to drip to the ground.

They swear that they have been hungry for several days that this mission is definitely the most dangerous for them in their career.

The evil god of food, he is using food to "pollute", their belief in the sacred profession of S.H.I.E.L.D. agents.

They are tormented very much, and they know that if this goes on, they will definitely be caught by the God of Food, this terrible devil.

The delicacy described is under control, Gululu~

Feeling his empty abdomen, the sound of'surrender' seemed to say to them.

Doesn't she smell good food?What a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent~ Let’s go eat delicious food together~

No way!

They are the righteous black light, the most recent elite troops...

Ming Ming Ming~

They would rather die than never accept this mental torture.

The God of Food is too evil, how could he be like this?

The black braised egg widened his eyes, his eyes splitting in fear and watching the gushing food critics.

Now, in his mind, there are no secrets. I am afraid that if this continues, let alone the secrets, I can't remember them.

I'm afraid he has forgotten his name. At that time, can he still remember his name?

I'm afraid it's not just memorizing, I am called: XXX dinner?

And it only exists in the secrets in my brain...

I'm afraid not, it will all become, so-and-so grilled foie gras, xxx tender pepper steak...

not like this......

terrible!It is terrible!evil!It is extremely evil.

The god of food, you fellow, wouldn't it be the evil alien that came out of Asgard, or a certain universe?

Before I felt my heart and mind, the delicious food was about to lose my resistance.

Right way, Black Light and Black Braised Egg Bureau, with bloodshot eyes and bloodshot eyes, he sent to his subordinates, for the rest of his life.

I am afraid the most courageous decision: catch him!Seal his mouth!Don't let him talk anymore!

"Yes!"

After giving him the task of screaming out with a cruel heart, the black brine egg looked at the funeral.

Already on the side, I felt stunned and couldn't control my hands.