Marquis Wu sent Zhuge Dali to visit the old heavenly master

"Meng Lang, it seems that you've already thought of it, right?" The little girl licked her ruddy lips eagerly, and said excitedly, "I suspect that there are two ways to get started with Immortal Thief Liuku."

"One is to love food, and is willing to fully understand the connotation of food, and then trigger the reaction of the digestive system; the second is to simply practice to make yourself more able to eat. The stronger the digestive system is, the easier it is to get started."

"Speaking of which, the cultivation requirements of the Eight Wonders are really weird.

"Feng Hou Qi Men" requires practitioners to have strong computing power, "Divine Machine Hundred Alchemy" requires practitioners to have superb creativity in science, and "Liuku Immortal Thieves" requires practitioners to have a foodie heart...

I always feel that after meeting certain pre-conditions of these eight strange skills, even a fool without cultivation qualifications can easily learn them~"

A fool with no qualifications for cultivation who got started by cheating: "Thank you, I was offended!" '

"Dali, there will be a long time to come. You don't have to rush to study the Eight Wonders. Let's eat first. If you don't hurry up, the baby will 'help you' again." Meng Lang waved his hand politely and without losing embarrassment, and decisively changed the subject.

"Oh!" The little girl agreed, and started to pick up the rice sullenly. At the same time, the tangled and shy faces flashed alternately on her drooping little face.

After hesitating for a while, Zhuge Dali took a deep breath, and finally made up his mind to fire the first shot in the "Battle of Love".

She took the little feet under the table out of the slippers, tried hard to recall the attack angles of the heroines in the dog-blood TV series, and stretched out her legs to explore...

"Huh!?" Meng Lang on the opposite side instantly felt something was wrong.

Although the weather has turned cold, Mr. Meng, relying on his deep skills... is not bad, and can easily go to hell, so he has always been used to wearing a convenient vest and shorts at home.

At this moment, he found that there was an icy, cool and smooth touch on his calf.

He raised his head in confusion, and saw Zhuge Dali's slightly shy little face head-on.

"Meng Lang, I can't reach the braised beef brisket."

"Ah? Ah... Oh!" Someone Meng hurriedly picked out a piece of beef of a moderate size and was about to hand it to the little girl's bowl.

The little girl was not satisfied, she gently raised her delicate chin, and opened her mouth slightly: "Hey me! Ah~"

The girl's delicate and cute face cleaning made Meng Lang's brain almost shut down, and his heart beat faster as he handed the chopsticks to that small mouth.

"Aw~ woo!"

Zhuge vigorously took the beef, took advantage of the situation and lightly bit the chopsticks, and combined with the charming eyes that seemed to be angry and happy, he attacked Meng again.

The visual impact on the table and the smooth touch under the table made Meng's heart beat faster again, and he couldn't take it anymore.

I don't know where the little girl learned the knowledge. If this continues... Meng Lang feels that he may lose his virginity at any time.

【Ding!It is detected that the heartbeat speed of the host is involuntarily accelerated to the critical point, the passive causality halo emperor engine is activated, lucky +999, and lasts for 5 minutes. 】

Meng Lang: (￣ー￣)...

'If I remember correctly, this nonsense skill that wasted a high-level lottery draw has never been activated since I got it, and now it is still at the dinner table when it finally takes effect?

What is the use of increasing luck when eating?Bless me to eat fish without being stuck by fishbone? '

Meng was silently complaining in his heart, but Feng Baobao, who had been silently preparing meals from the beginning, was reminded by a dark force, and he tilted his head in a daze, remembering that Xu Si had told him on the train to Shanghai In my own words——

["Baby, Lao Meng is a hot commodity right now. There are more than one girl who has his eyes on him. Although you are not smart in this regard, luckily you have a good foundation... Next, I will teach you a nirvana. You just need to put your heart into it." After learning, I guarantee that Lao Meng will not run away with other girls!"

"Yeah, Si Laosi, I'm listening!"

"Hmph~Listen up! My trick is called 'Use the way of the other, and give back to the other', and what I pay attention to is..."]

In the next second, Meng Lang, who was obsessed with Zhuge Dali's beauty, was shocked to find that his other leg had a soft and smooth touch...

ps: second update

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Chapter 416 Meng Lang: What the hell, and relatives?

Relying on his keen five senses as a martial artist, Meng Lang silently felt his feet, and found that he seemed to be wearing his right foot on both legs, and there were subtle differences in the sense of touch.

After a good meal, why did it suddenly develop in a strange direction?

Silently complaining in his heart, Meng turned his head slowly with a dazed expression on his face, and looked at Feng Baobao.

Over there, Gua Po Niang's face was full of seriousness, carefully recalling the skills taught to her by Teacher Xu Si, and continued to imitate Zhuge Dali's movements.

She stared straight at Meng Lang with her big black and round eyes, grinned, opened her bloody mouth and shouted naively, "Meng Lang, I can't reach that red braised beef brisket."

As soon as these words came out, the air in the room froze instantly.

Meng Lang Zhuge Dali: ￣ー￣

Baby, copying homework requires a bit of craftsmanship?The red braised beef brisket is really far away from Dali, but isn't this dish right by your hand?Where is it not enough?

Is Miss Bao'er fighting back?When did she have such a high emotional intelligence?no!This is not a good sign, I have to think of another countermeasure!

After a brief silence, Meng Lang pulled his hand gently to take back the chopsticks that she had bitten from Zhuge Dali's mouth. Seeing this, the little girl, not to be outdone, grabbed the chopsticks secretly so that he wouldn't twitch.

Looking at Zhuge Dali with a cute steamed bun face on the left, and Feng Baobao who was cute with his mouth open and waiting for food on the right, Meng felt a bit embarrassed.

The palms of the hands and the backs of the hands are full of meat, and you are all a family. What do you think about the two of you?

In desperation, Meng Lang had no choice but to use his free hand to pick up a whole plate of braised beef brisket and pour it down Gua Po Niang's growing mouth.

"How about baby, is it delicious?"

Feng Baobao: b

"Ba Shideban! It's a pity that we don't have to add sea pepper."

"Okay, then I will make you an improved version of Sichuan-flavored red beef brisket some other day."

"Yes, then I want a big portion!"

Meng Lang smiled lightly and made an OK gesture: "No problem."

Gua Po Niang got the promise, Mei Zizi took back the jade feet that had been rubbing on Meng's lap before, picked up the chopsticks and continued to eat.

And Meng, who freed his hand, turned to look at the little girl with a smile and playfulness: "Do you want me to feed you anything else?"

As he said that, he secretly reached out and grabbed the other's little feet under the table, and Yiyang fingered slightly and kept scratching the soles of her feet.

"Wow!" Zhuge Dali only felt a numb feeling of comfort flowing from the soles of his feet, along the meridians to his brain, and he hummed softly without holding back.

Realizing her gaffe, she hurriedly retreated and wanted to retract her legs, but Meng Lang held on tightly, and tried several times but failed.

"No, no, I'm full! Let go of me! I'm going back to my room to sleep!" The little girl couldn't be seductive but made herself blush. Now she just wants to go back to the room and close the door Let's sum up the experience and lessons of failure.

But it was a pity that although Zhuge Dali wanted to admit defeat and stop fighting, Meng was not prepared to always defend passively.