Curse back: Tiger Stick sister is not cute at all

The mouth on the right side of Geto's face was vaguely visible.

Hearing this, Xusuo's brain even froze for a moment.

After all, as far as he knew, every fun that Sheng Wu tried to find turned out not to be very friendly to him.

Kosuo wanted to express his opinion, but he didn't want to show off his presence in front of Shengwu.

What if this fun refers to him?

Xia Youjie asked seriously: "What kind of fun do you want to have?"

"Raise a gigolo." Sheng Wu said without hesitation.

"...?"

"Raise a rubbish, gambling, bad-tempered, gigolo who will marry into the family."

Geto Xiayou had to admit that he really couldn't keep up with Shengwu's train of thought.

When he was young, he was able to work together with Gojo Satoru, and his thoughts were equally jumping. Even now, he can roughly guess Gojo Satoru's thoughts.

But life is nothing...

That's totally unattainable!

Xia Youjie thought about it again and again, but still couldn't figure it out: "What fun would it be to do this?"

"The joy of keeping a gigolo."

Listening to the Lord's words is like listening to the words.

After Sheng Wu finished speaking, he took a finger out of his pocket and threw it towards the door of the guest bedroom, which hit with a "bang".

Then the door was opened from the inside, and the Red-Faced Fang looked at the fingers that had fallen to the ground and sighed deeply.

He felt very miserable because he couldn't eat the fingers that were in front of him.

It is impossible to snatch it and stuff it into your mouth. There is a seal on your finger. If you eat it, you will definitely not be digested and will be wiped out.

Dai Tian squeezed out from the gap between the door and the red-faced fangs, picked up the finger on the ground and ran straight towards Sheng Wu.

Shengwu stretched out his finger and lazily pointed at the milk tea on the table: "Xia Yujie bought this for you, remember to thank your foster father."

We are all godfathers, so don’t show favoritism.

"Thank you, brother-in-law." Dai Tian expressed his gratitude sincerely while holding the milk tea.

……six.

Xia Yujie put away the vacuum cleaner and saw Dai Tian sipping milk tea. He suddenly remembered something.

"The pretty boy who is born without a name, is he referring to this child?"

If it was Dai Tian, ​​then Xia Youjie could understand Shengwu's thoughts a little bit.

The next second, his expression suddenly changed.

It’s torture!

"Suguru Jie, you're such a pervert!"

"…Isn't that him?"

"You actually want to be a gigolo for a guy who hasn't even grown all his hair yet, Xia Youjie you are such a pervert!"

Being called a pervert by that weird guy, Geto Suguru felt a bit complicated.

To make matters more complicated, Shengwu was clearly joking, and he didn't even have to explain himself; he could just stand there and be laughed at and accused.

Dai Tian licked the milk stains on the corners of his lips and said energetically: "If Sister needs it, I can do it..."

"roll."

Sheng Wu coldly and mercilessly rejected all of Dai Tian's ideas.

Dai Tian was interrupted, but he showed no dissatisfaction. He smiled and said, "I will eat more. It will be fine in a few years."

...営!

Sheng Wu was too lazy to pay attention to this guy.

No matter whether it is a person or a curse, as long as they decide to be thick-skinned, they will be in a low point in ethics and morality, and no attack from others can hit them.

Unless she followed him into the hollow.

Sheng Wu didn't want to stay with Dai Tian in the depression, so she chose to deal with her own affairs first.

"You really won't give up until you see the Yellow River. Luosuo, give me the contact information of the tail witch, I will go and pick up the pretty boy."

The mouth of the 羂索 emerged, and he said in a gloomy tone: "Do you like the grandson of the tail god woman? You can't like the son of the tail god woman."

"I've seen both of those guys. Judging from their looks alone, they don't match up to your other two boyfriends."

Very good, this guy is very good at being sarcastic.

Shengwu waved to Xiayoujie.

Xia Youjie walked over with understanding, half-knelt down in front of Shengwu, pulled out the pink sutures on his forehead, and consciously opened his skull.

Get the chewy brain flower.

Before Shengwu made the next move, Xiayou Jie gently reminded him, "Don't throw too high. The stains at high places are difficult to clean."

He didn't care about the life or death of Nozomi and Sukuna, he only cared about the room he had just cleaned.

"Kick the ball?" Shengwu subconsciously asked Xia Yujie for his opinion.

“The neighbors downstairs will be unhappy.”

Or you can hit the wall twice...

Xia Youjie predicted Shengwu's prediction, and he smiled slightly: "Cleaning the wall is also complicated."

Sheng Wu paused, thought seriously for two seconds, and then asked: "Why should I listen to you?"

Besides, cleaning is Li Mei’s concern, what does it have to do with her?

Don't listen to the bastard chanting sutras!

"Can I let them try my new dishes while they are out of my body?" Xia Yujie expressed his thoughts.

Sheng Wu was puzzled and surprised: "When did you cook?"

"Just during the cleaning."

Geto Xiayou is also considered a master of time management. While cleaning up, he also cooked a pot of soup in the kitchen.

Having learned from the previous experience, Xia Yujie did not start the fire easily this time. Instead, he chose vegetable soup which was least likely to burn or overturn.

Smart Dai Tian immediately went to the kitchen and brought out the soup full of ice cubes.

The moment he saw the soup, Shengwu felt that life was boring.

Which kind person would put beans in soup?

Moreover, the beans were so green that it looked like there was a Mr. Wang living next door. She really couldn't imagine what they tasted like.

She seriously suspected that the beans were not ripe.

Xia Yujie placed the soup in front of Brain Flower and introduced it confidently: "Immortal likes Chinese food, so I bought the ingredients from those stores. The weather has been hot these days, so it's a cold soup."

Is it possible...

Chinese food mainly refers to cooking methods rather than ingredients?

Forget it, it’s not her who is drinking it anyway.

Xusuo couldn't see anything wrong with the soup, but he still remembered clearly the last time the fried egg caused him to foam at the mouth.

So he didn't even want to touch the bowl of soup, for fear of losing his life here.

"I'll contact the tail witch." Nozomi was also flexible: "I didn't say I wouldn't contact her just now. It's all a misunderstanding."

"It's too late." No one should gloat over other people's misfortunes.

If you call him a bad-mouthed person, you must make some sarcastic remarks. Now, you have to drink a bowl of soup to rinse your mouth.

Susuo thought he still needed to struggle, and he quickly said, "I... No, Sukuna is allergic to mushrooms, he can't eat mushrooms!"

There were indeed two mushrooms floating on the surface of the soup that looked like they had not been processed in any way other than being washed.

Sukuna, who saw this as an excuse, did not refute.

If I can avoid drinking this bowl of soup, I will be allergic to mushrooms. As for whether I will be allergic to mushrooms in the future, that is something to consider later.

"He's talking nonsense." Dai Tian admitted for the first time that he was part of Sukuna: "I can eat mushrooms."

The noose choked him and he tried to find another excuse to get out of it.

However, as soon as he opened his mouth, a spoon was stuffed into it, and the soup that he had been resisting so hard went into his mouth.

No one knows whether brains have a digestive system. After all, they are affected by the physical condition and cannot be viewed from the perspective of normal human physiology.

Shengwu just watched as Xia Youjie poured the soup into Brain Flower's mouth spoon by spoon. The bowl, which was two times larger than the Brain Flower, was soon empty.

Only after feeding the baby was Xia Youjie satisfied.

He pushed the bowl aside, picked up a tissue and gently wiped away the soup that had spilled next to the brain flower, and asked in a gentle voice: "How does it taste?"

Naohua opened his mouth and spat out two ice cubes with a "puff".

Then he sneered and made an objective assessment: "Water tastes like water, mushrooms taste like mushrooms, and side dishes taste like side dishes."

"Sugaru Jie, next time you make soup, can you boil the water first?"