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"What the hell, Xin Zhao is retiring?" Hearing Gao Ya talk about Xin Zhao out of boredom, he was immediately confused.

I didn't want to roast the pork knuckle anymore, so I stepped forward and grabbed the phone.

Gao Ya curled her lips, flattened her lips, and complained in her heart: "If you retire, you will be stimulated by losing your wife.

As the culprit, Master, you must have performed this jump three feet high." Thinking of the angel's heart, the little girl felt sour in her heart.

Scientific research can't compare to it, spiritual practice can make those who come after you better, and pampering can't compare to it either. It's very embarrassing.

Even if everyone knows that, no matter how well-behaved and cooperative Angel Zhixin is, if he fails to win the Angel Civilization, it will only be a facade.

The problem is, they also want to show off, and they occasionally want to serve someone.

Why? She has strong scientific research ability and is an amazing wife.

Still unaware that the little maid was complaining about herself, Tilapia was flipping through the videos one by one.

Looking at Xin Zhao, who was unshaven and unkempt, he threw the phone back on the bed in silence.

Xin Zhao has changed, completely changed, it is not difficult to tell just from his eyes.

In the past, he had never had a sinister look in his eyes, but now, anyone with in-depth experience can easily see it.

"Angel's heart is burning, oh, my pot!" Tilapia laughed to himself and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Hongshu has already taken action, and he does not regret taking the blame.

Although I feel sorry for Xin Zhao, he has done everything and is fearless.

"Xin Zhao, retire and spend the rest of your life peacefully. I don't want to kill you."

The low voice made Gao Ya, who had just taken back her phone, feel a chill all over her body. She stared at the cheap owner's profile in disbelief from the corner of her eyes.

There was obviously no murderous intention, but the girl just felt creepy.

"Poor Xin Zhao." She murmured in her heart, and then the girl acted as if nothing was wrong. She jumped out of bed in her autumn clothes and long trousers, and ran to the gas stove to roast pig knuckles for someone else.

Pork knuckle itself is a cooked food, but the temperature is a little low, and grilling means heating it, so there is no technical difficulty.

As long as you don't have a weak brain or weak hands, you can basically do it well.

"Hiss, the foam board is really cold. It's a shame that the master can lie down for a long time."

The warmth came from the soles of the feet, and Gao Ya's little face fell, and she regretted taking off her white socks.

The magic power circulated, and the soles of the feet were completely isolated from the cold air on the ice.

"Mom is right, it's not good for girls to get cold soles of their feet." She thought happily, but suddenly smelled a burnt smell, and the girl quickly turned the pork knuckle over.

"It's all the master's fault, I'm taking the blame." Thinking of the fact that the master just threw away the pig knuckle, the girl quickly found an excuse.

When he turned around, he saw that the person was still sitting by the bed, and he couldn't help but smile: "If you are afraid that you will not be able to face Xin Zhao in the future, let the slave do it and make sure it is clean."

In the calmest tone, the girl said the most murderous words.

She is not afraid of Angel Zhixin knowing about it, nor is she afraid of the other party's revenge.

Without him, compared to the angels, the other sisters are the mainstream of the maid group.

If she dares to do it, all the sisters will be willing to teach her how to behave.

"Forget it, don't think about killing all day long." Tilapia waved his hand weakly and lay down on the big soft bed.

Xu Yaya was still lying inside just now, and the girl's warmth and fragrance still remained in the quilt.

"Xiaoya, don't you think it's fucked up that Hongshu captured Angel Zhixin back to Shanhe Sheji Tu?"

"Fuck it?" He turned the big pig's knuckle over, his elegant eyes darting, "No.

Although Angel is annoying, Zhixin is okay, at least with her experimental base, the development is quite fast."

Sensing that the temperature on her hands was getting higher and higher, the girl simply loosened her elbows and used her true energy to control them. She imitated the tilapia, picked up the fishing rod, and casually slid the hook into the water along the hole in the ice.

Then......

Before Tilapia could decide whether what the girl said was right, he saw that the fishing rod that had not been bent all day suddenly bent to the extreme.

......elegant:"???"

Catching a fish as soon as the rod is cast should be a joy for a fisherman, especially a newbie like her.

But looking at the cheap owner's constipated face, the girl's face turned green.

"Brother Fish, you don't want to play like this!!!" She cried in her heart. Under the unkind gaze of the tilapia, Gao Ya pulled up the fishhook with a smile.

A silver carp nearly a foot long was out of the water holding on to the hook.

Out of the water, the fish's tail is still swinging wildly, as if to prove that if you want to catch me, you have to pay the price.

Gao Ya laughed sarcastically, her mind went blank, and she didn't pay attention when the pig's knuckle hit the foam pad.

She didn't know how she took it off and threw it into the fish bucket. She only knew that the owner's eyes were filled with unabashed jealousy.

"Do you believe me when I say it was not intentional?" The girl smiled and asked tentatively.

"letter."

Tilapia nodded, looked back, raised his hand to control the elbow to fly again, and said sourly: "It's just a protection period for newbies, what's the point of being so arrogant."

"Yes, yes, slave, this is the protection period for newbies, just don't be angry." The girl nodded as if to prove it, and quickly hung up the bait and put the hook into the water.

"It's just a coincidence that I can catch fish. This time..."

Five minutes later, looking at the fishing rod that was bent again, the tent fell into silence again.

The elegant smile was awkward, and someone's face was ashen, holding the roasted pork knuckle and gnawing wildly.

"You can catch fish, you are great, stay up all night tonight."

"Serving you all night?" Gao Ya threw the fish and the fishing rod into the bucket and looked at the tilapia in surprise.

Happiness falls from heaven, joy falls from heaven, genuine joy falls from heaven.

"Fishing all night."

In just four words, the elegant mood fell from the clouds into the abyss in an instant.

"Who made you owe your hand? You deserve it!" Looking at the two fish of different sizes in the bucket, Gao Ya wanted to cry without tears.

She is not a fishing enthusiast. She just roasted elbows because she was bored and her hands were cheap.

Who would have thought that the protection period for novices would be so terrifying!

Air Force, a real fisherman who has been fishing for more than 20,000 years, won two dollars in a row as a mere novice.

"How about... my slave will show you how to wash your hair while standing on your head tonight?" She likes a warm bed and doesn't like fishing.

Her eyes are watery, blinking and blinking, and she is so charming.

Chuchu is pitiful, how can she have any charm.

Seeing that the man was unmoved, the girl continued to increase her pressure: "Slave, I can also do the iron bridge, push my butt to the back of my head, and..."

"Fishing." He pointed to the fishhook, but someone remained unmoved.

Gao Ya: "...a heart of stone, a heart of stone, how can anyone not lie in bed under a warm blanket and fish all night long in the middle of winter?"

Roaring in her heart, under the jealous gaze of her cheap master, the elegant girl reluctantly hung up the bait again and set the hook.

The tent fell into silence, except for the sound of someone chewing an elbow.

While fishing, Gao Ya carefully peeked at someone.

Half an hour later, the third fish took the bait, and the girl's face turned green.

Two hours later, the fourth fish.

Three and a half hours later, the fifth fish.

Four hours later, the sixth fish.

Tilapia was lying on the warm bed, leaning sideways, staring straight at the fishing rod.

It seemed that it was not Gao Ya who was fishing, but him.

The eyes that looked like glutton made Gao Ya's scalp numb, and he was sweating in cold winter. He kept calling: "Don't catch the fish again, don't catch the fish again."

Just like someone who hopes to catch fish, his wishes rarely come true.

With elegant anticipation, as the seventh fish took the bait ten minutes later, the girl completely gave up hope in God.

Although the subsequent fish are not as big as the first one, a fish is a fish, and every fish is proof of the fisherman’s strength.

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For the first time in his life, Gao Ya felt that time was so slow, and he had a deep understanding of how time passes.
Chapter completed!