"Don't blame the little dumb, she is a martial arts maniac, since she came into contact with kendo, she is a sword maniac, don't be like her. ”

"People from our small place don't know how to be polite, so don't be like me, your brothers and sisters. Feng Xingying said, put the Nangong Yuzhu aside, took the bowl and entered his rest tent.

There are no houses here, everyone brings their own tent, which is their own room, and it is also a private place, and no one is embarrassed to break in without permission.

Nangong Yuzhu was embarrassed, so he could only find Feng Feifei and them to have a good time, and by the way, he tasted Feng Xingying's cooking skills, and looked at the people who came out of the cursed land, eating one bowl and the second bowl one by one, which said that Xiao Mu's cooking skills should be very good.

Nangong Yuzhu couldn't help but pick up the soup that was no longer hot, and poured it down in one gulp.

"Gross!"

Nangong Yuzhu really couldn't stand the strange smell in the soup, so he turned around and vomited. How could there be such an unpalatable thing!

Thanks to these barbarians, they still eat happily, didn't they notice an indescribable smell in this soup?

It smells good, but the taste of the soup in your mouth is like drinking a mouthful of rancid water, and your whole body is uncomfortable.

Nangong Yuzhu couldn't stand the onlookers of the people around him, so he endured his nausea and ran away.

It was still his sister Nangong Yuxiu who had been waiting for him, carefully rubbing his back, and when he walked out of the range of Hua Yu's team, Nangong Yuzhu found another place and vomited for a long time.

"These barbarians haven't eaten delicious food at all!"

When he returned to the tent, Nangong Yuzhu was still complaining indignantly, his vomiting action today was almost offended by Hua Yu's people, and he was embarrassed to chat with them next time.

Nangong Yuxiu was on the side, like a little wife, preparing a change of clothes for Nangong Yuzhu, and helped him get a glass of juice to clear his throat.

Nangong Yuzhu didn't shy away from it, so he took off his coat in front of Nangong Yuxiu, and then asked Nangong Yuxiu to help him put clean clothes on his body, and then sat on the edge of the bed and sighed:

"Xiu'er, it's still your cooking skills. Show your hand tomorrow and invite them all. ”

"Big brother. Are you really, still obsessed with that little mute? She just looks a little bit alike, she's not. Nangong Yuxiu's voice was filled with grievances and forbearance of hatred.

Nangong Yuzhu stretched out his long arm, pulled the resentful woman into his arms, and sealed her words with his mouth.

The air was filled with an indescribable heat wave.

The sky outside the tent is like a wash, and the wind and clouds inside the tent are whirlwind, stormy, and angry.

After the wind and rain, Nangong Yuxiu lay on Nangong Yuzhu's chest shyly and weakly, and said softly:

"We are not brothers and sisters, we are just the same clan, and the bloodline has faded, even if we are really together, my father will agree. ”

"Xiu'er, don't worry,. Nangong Yuzhu hugged her tighter: "You are the woman who wants to accompany me for the rest of my life, that little mute, I'm just playing."

She has good qualifications, and when the time comes, take her to try the holy land of our Taiji Palace.

You bear with it for a while, and when she takes us into the Holy Land, I'll kill her with my own hands to vent your anger, okay? ”

"You're necrotic, huh...... Slow down......" Nangong Yuxiu's eyes became more and more confused, and she fell into the whirlpool of love.

But Nangong Yuzhu's eyes were even more hateful, with a kind of crazy and unsympathetic destruction.

This woman is so cheap, every time he wants to chisel through her to vent his anger, she thinks he loves him to death, and she feels good.