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1817. Lang's concubine love [20]

Yi Gucheng and Yi Gucheng looked at the egret with gentle eyes, but when their eyes moved to each other, they would become extremely sharp.

"Lu'er, I'll cook for you when you get back," Yi Gucheng said.

Hearing this, Egret raised his eyebrows and kept pulling out the corners of his mouth...

The scene where the two of them were cooking suddenly flashed through my mind. It was so terrible!

but……

"good!"

The egret's eyes lit up and he said: "But you have to add me... let's go together!"

"You two want to cook?" Jianjian's eyes widened. After Bailu nodded, he smiled stiffly...

Others didn't know it, but he knew it. Whether it was Bailu or Yi Gucheng, no one could cook food that normal people could eat.

"What? You don't believe in our cooking skills?" Egret raised his eyebrows, raised his chin slightly, and looked at the sword arrogantly.

Looking at the egret's appearance, Jianjian subconsciously turned to look at Yi Gucheng. Yi Gucheng's face was expressionless, and his pair of abyss-like eyes were extremely sharp, as if to say... If you dare to say no, just say no.

Beat you to death.

After swallowing, Jianjian shuddered and thought to himself... let's not argue with you two for now.

Sure enough, if you follow an egret for a long time, you will naturally become more and more sinister.

Look, Yi Gucheng has been led astray by the egret.

Jianjian laughed a few times and said, "How could it be possible? The cooking skills of you two are so shocking that I can't believe it."

"This is what you said, prepare to drool, we will give you everything to eat when the time comes." The egret curved its lips and smiled, like a warm light blooming, but that smile was hiding a little darkness.

Hearing this, Jianjian's heart felt cold.

Whenever I think of the "dark cuisine" made by Bailu and Yi Gucheng, I can't help but shudder.



"You really don't take us three sisters seriously. After devouring our tribe, you are still in the mood to tease each other."

Li Shaohuo glanced at Li Shaohong complicatedly and then turned his eyes to Bailu and the others. She was holding a unique leather whip dripping with water. There was no unnecessary expression on her gloomy face. Her wheat-colored skin glowed golden under the sunlight, and she had a hot figure.

It seems that he can make any man in the world fall for him.

Li Shaohong snorted coldly, his pale face full of mockery, "Let them be proud first."

"It seems that they don't know that they are not far from hell." Li Qingru took a step forward and stretched out his hand to support the weak Li Shaohong.

The three of them looked at each other and smiled together.

"Qingru, do you still remember that slave who accidentally soiled your clothes?" Li Shaohuo stood close to Li Qingru, glanced sideways at the egret, and she said weakly.

"Why don't you remember?"

Li Qingru smiled and said: "That is my favorite piece of clothing, and that dog slave dared to dirty it."

Li Shaohuo: "I still have some impression of this. Later, the slave's limbs seemed to be chopped off by Qingru and thrown into the beast's den. I still remember Qingru said at the time that hearing the slave's screams was simply one of the joys of life."

Li Qingru shrugged, "This slave will be fine."

Li Shaohuo and the others talked to themselves, not loudly, but Bailu and others could hear clearly.
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