at the same time.

On the dining table, she bit off the large strips of cut noodles and swallowed the imported Red Dragon Lady. Her mouth could not be closed, and her mouth and throat burned violently, making her feel that she was in a state of violent spitting out dragon breath and resisting powerful enemies.

"Dingling!"

The store door was very abnormal and was pushed open again.

New customers are here.

He is a middle-aged man in a samurai outfit. His name is "Talun Goro". He comes from the Western Continent and his profession is a swordsman.

"Hey, has the store manager changed?"

Standing at the door and seeing the situation at the bar clearly, the warrior's dusty face was filled with regrets: "I finally found a "door" that can be opened normally. Did that old store manager really have an accident?"

The new store manager was inside the bar and looked up.

The only female guest in the red dress who was sitting upright also turned her head, but something was wrong with her mouth, and her nose was covered with crystal beads of sweat, and she let out a heavy breath.

Um?!

I noticed a stream of air that seemed to burn him clean.

Tatsugoro's face looked stern and he jumped quickly.

Especially, when seeing the face of the girl in the red dress, a cold sweat broke out on Tanwuro's forehead, glad that he was agile. Otherwise, with the body of a mortal, how could he survive intact under a giant dragon with the authority of "fire" under her breath?

"Ms., are you going to break the rules of the 'cat house'?" Tatsugoro pressed his hand on the Taidao on his waist, his face tense.

He really didn't understand why this red dragon, who was actually the incarnation of the rule guardian, suddenly attacked him.

and,

A glance at the metal bell behind the door.

It seemed that the "magic objects" lost by the ancient elves did not react at all, and they were in the event that customers used extraordinary power in the store.

Who knew that the answer to him was just a loud burp:

"belch."

The woman was very disdainful of explaining what she saw clearly that she was a stinky warrior. The old customer turned her head back with a boredom look on her face and said to the new store manager at the bar:

“Very interesting food!”

"From the 'interesting' point alone, it seems much richer than the customized beef stewed you brought me yesterday!"

She was not reserved, and she opened her plump lips to show her mouth.

The pink tongue turned around mischievously:

"When I chewed it, the wide face seemed to burst out countless small white lives."

Madam, be sure not to say such imaginative words!

Xia Yan wanted to complain, so he held back.

In fact, the cuisine style he wanted to create was really very close to "white little life".

But these "jade dragons" are linked to the test questions that the national scholars are unparalleled, or they represent the ambitions and ambitions in the minds of national scholars.

Like a dragon.

If it weren't for a "scattered work" and successfully creating a recipe, Xia Yan planned to give it such a name.

At the dining table, the woman was chewing and eating.

One bite after another.

Sweat on the face and nose bridge increases dramatically.

"There are very few foods that can make my tongue and mouth feel the spicy stimulation. This kind of burning sensation continues to increase..." Putting down the empty bowl, Ms. Honglong finished eating the oil and splashing the noodles, her lips became more rosy, and the oil color was flashing.

She wrote unconcealed praise in her eyes, and changed her mind and brought the topic beyond the cuisine:

"The 'Cat House' has changed. No matter how you come, it is impossible for you to go back to the world on the other side of the door."

"You will be in contact with our other world for a long time. How about you? Are you interested in becoming my 'priest' under my command? Well, it seems that the favored ones are closer..."

Xia Yan shook his head repeatedly: "At present, I just want to be the store manager and chef of the 'cat house', and I don't plan to cook for any existence."

"what ever."

Anyway, for a long time, people in the world have agreed that the "cat house" is their own property, and Ms. Red Dragon did not force it.

She had enough food and drink, stood up, stretched her waist very much, and showed her sweaty long skirt tightly against her skin, making her body even more seductive.·

"interesting!"

"A meal is more exercise than the Gods' War! How long has it been since I was sweating so much?"

With a hint of confusion in his eyes, Ms. Red Dragon left without leaving any words and striding away.

Opposite the "door".

Xia Yan, a place that the maid and guests could not see through their sights, her base camp, the dragon's nest.

"call"

As soon as he walked out, the dragon wings covered the sky and the sun.

A soaring red dragon appeared in the sky, with its body completely stretched out, and its scales were delicate and flawlessly distributed.

Let the cold wind blow the body at high altitude, and under the huge size that shocked mortals, there was a charming female voice that had taken away all her majesty and momentum:

"ah!"

“So comfortable!”

...

In the cat's house.

When the lady who was transformed into the red dragon pushed the door and heard the movements at the door gently closing, Tatsugoro, who was huddling in the corner and holding the Taidao, was breathing heavily.

From beginning to end, the lady didn't explain anything to him.

Of course, now Tatsugoro has roughly guessed some reasons, which is not a "dragon breath" at all. The invisible air waves actually originated from the food swallowed in his mouth?

so.

How does that kind of food, cuisine, and its own taste stimulate and burn?

Tatsugoro was full of curiosity and stepped to the bar, sat down, raised his hand and said, "Please serve me the dishes that the lady had just eaten just now!"

Another "exactly the same"?

Before Xia Yan could answer, Sarah Gerdo cast a shocked look at the samurai uncle.

She thought secretly, could it be that the Swordsman?

From the Western Continent.

That land corresponds to the eastern continent where she is located across the sea. Most of the residents there are yellow people, and the legendary mysterious country of sand.

As for the Eastern Continent, in addition to the ancient elves that disappeared and created glorious history, many residents have more or less bloodlines of ancient remnants in their bodies, such as half-elves who have lived with humans, as well as lions, lizard men, etc.

"Well."

Xia Yan answered this way Uncle Jianhao who had just sat down:

"I don't mind making it, but, uncle, think about it, the next time the lady heard about it, someone got involved in her 'customized' dishes..."

In the second half of the sentence, Xia Yan didn't need to explain it, but just gave the uncle a look of "you understand".

Hearing words.

The swordsman trembled with excitement, "Yes, I'm abrupt!"

He admitted defeat at the speed of light.

How could a mortal bear the anger of the Supreme Dragon?

Even if you think about it, the lady must be furious when she knew his offensive behavior.

"However, if you really want to eat pasta, I can make another dish."

When Xia Yan saw Uncle Jianhao's quick wave of his hand and refused, he added with a funny look:

"You can rest assured that compared with that lady's exclusive, no matter the taste or form, it is very different!"

So soon after.

When I brought the third portion of pasta to the newly arrived Jianhao guest, Xia Yan looked at the cooking information that popped up for the third time and was speechless:

"What's going on today."

"It's a waste of three-game chicken!"
Chapter completed!