Lord Shangshen, please stay

The butler stood aside, watching the two big brothers finish their meal almost tremblingly.He really didn't expect that his master, Gao Leng's years are calculated in tens of thousands of years!Why did the character design collapse because of a little girl at this moment?

"Are you full?" Yan Lingxian looked at Xiu Mu sitting there alone eating happily with her face propped up. She thought, could it be that Xiu Mu has been treated badly in the underworld for so many years?It shouldn't be, if Xiu Yang knew her identity, how could he dare to treat her badly?

Naturally, it was impossible for Xiu Yang to treat Xiu Mu badly. The reason why Xiu Mu ate like this was simply because the chef in Yan Lingxian's family had superb cooking skills.When he was in the underworld, although Xiuyang knew how to enjoy himself, but due to the limitation of space conditions (and the influence of human factors), those people with excellent cooking skills were either unwilling to work for him, or they disliked the work in the underworld. (Actually, Xiu Mu was tormented enough).To be more tactful, I said that Lord Yan Wang, the villain is not good at cooking and has little knowledge, so he is embarrassing.

After hearing these chefs rejecting his words, Xiu Yang's face turned green. He accidentally knocked over his beloved teacup, looked at the bull's head and horse face and said angrily: "What's wrong! Isn't the job of a civil servant in the underworld not decent enough?"

The bull head and horse looked at each other face to face, my lord!It's really not that our work in the underworld is unseemly!Isn't the most fundamental reason because your sister is too troublesome?

Xiu Yang was so angry that his lungs ached: "Forget it! Since you don't want to stay, send it to reincarnation! Damn, is it so difficult to find a cook these days? Can't I have good food without them?"

- As it turns out, yes.

——Xiu Yang looked at his younger sister and said doglegly: "My dear sister, you can make do with it! When will the cook come again, brother must keep him!"

Sitting at Yan Lingxian's house, Xiu Mu was gobbling and thinking, it's been almost a fucking 100 years, and Xiu Yang has not been able to keep a cook.She thought, it was definitely because Xiu Yang and the chef didn't get along.

(Xiu Yang: Nonsense! How can we engage in such feudal superstition?

Xiu Mu: You yourself are a feudal superstition. )

Hearing Yan Lingxian asking herself this question, Xiu Mu blinked her eyes, looked at the vegetables around her, and swallowed her food with difficulty. Before she could open her mouth, Yan Lingxian took out a tissue and gently After wiping the corner of Xiu Mu's lips, he said with a smile, "There is some sauce here."

Xiu Mu froze there on the spot.The face is calm and confused, but the heart is full of joy—it's like a pot of corn kernels, after being heated and sealed, sprinkled with a little sugar, it will become a pot of popcorn.There is also a crackling sound when it comes out of the pan.

Xiu Mu was lucky enough to eat popcorn once, and it took him a long time to think about it.

She was stunned for a while, and when she came back to her senses, she found that Yan Lingxian was still looking at her with a smile on her face. Xiu Mu's face turned red—why did she blush again!Isn't it just that Lord Shangshen wiped your mouth for you?Maybe Master Shangshen just has obsessive-compulsive disorder!What the hell are you daydreaming about?

A boss with obsessive-compulsive disorder: Because you are my wife!

"I'm full." Xiu Mu lowered her head, trying her best to hide her blushing face, but her red ears exposed the turmoil in her heart at the moment.

Yan Lingxian didn't expose her, but just looked at Xiu Mu's red ears, pretending to be distressed: "What to do, I even asked them to make desserts after dinner. But since you are already full, then it's fine-" "

Before he finished speaking, Xiu Mu suddenly raised his head and said, "Eat, eat, eat!"

"If you're full, don't force yourself." Yan Lingxian smiled, like a big bad wolf trying to eat the little white rabbit in front of him, "Otherwise, it's okay to do some exercise after meals."

The simple Xiu Mu naturally didn't understand what Yan Lingxian's so-called "after-dinner exercise" was. She wasn't really full in the first place, and she just answered that way because she was worried that Lord God would dislike her being able to eat.Since Lord Shangshen has asked this question, if she refuses, will she appear ignorant?

After reading this, Xiu Mu hurriedly said: "I can do it! I can still eat it!"

Yan Lingxian raised her eyebrows in disappointment, and Xiu Mu didn't know what she was disappointed about.Yan Lingxian said to the housekeeper, "Bring up the dessert after dinner, and remove all these things from the table."

The butler nodded and directed the others to remove the things on the table, and another group of people came to bring up desserts.

Xiu Mu looked at the beautifully made dessert in front of him with bright eyes, and asked Yan Lingxian, who was sitting there motionless as a mountain, while eating, "Shangshen—sister! Why don't you eat it?"

Yan Lingxian looked at her deeply: "It's not time for my dessert yet."

Xiu Mu blinked, only thinking that she wanted to eat something else, so she nodded and stopped asking.

After finishing the meal, Xiu Mu wiped his mouth with unsatisfied enthusiasm, looked at Yan Lingxian with bright eyes, and asked, "Sister! Can I meet this chef?"

Yan Lingxian raised her brows slightly. Could it be that her lover is interested in her cook?It's not a good thing to have someone else in your lover's eyes.

True Vinegar King Yan Lingxian nodded calmly, raised her hand and called the housekeeper, and said with a deadpan expression: "Call the chef over."

The steward asked cautiously, "Are you talking about all of them, or only today's?"

Yan Lingxian glanced at her lover with sparkling eyes from the corner of her eye, took a deep breath, calmed down the turbulent jealousy in her heart, and said coldly: "Everything."

The steward said: "Yes." Then he retreated.

Xiu Mu threw himself on Yan Lingxian, and asked with a smile, "Sister, sister! How many chefs do you have?"

Yan Lingxian pinched her face, and a gentle smile appeared on her expressionless face just now. She suppressed the surging jealousy in her heart, and said with a smile, "Why are you asking this question all of a sudden?"

"I want to bring one back to the underworld!" Xiu Mu looked confident, "In this way, I don't have to be poisoned by those spicy chicken cooking skills!"

"Why did you take it back?" Yan Lingxian's eyes were dark when she heard the words, she squinted her eyes and asked, "Don't you want to live with my sister?"

"I think so!" Xiu Mu nodded her head as it should, but she was still troubled in her heart, "But, if my sister ever gets tired of me, then I always have to go back to the underworld! "

Xiu Mu only felt a deep pain appeared in Yan Lingxian's eyes following his own words, as if she was looking at another person through her—this kind of recognition made Xiu Mu's heart ache .

Yan Lingxian's hands trembled a little, she raised her hand, hugged Xiu Mu tightly, and said in a low voice, "Don't leave me."

Xiu Mu, don't leave me again.

"As long as my sister doesn't drive me away, I won't leave!" Xiu Mu didn't realize that Yan Lingxian's mood was wrong, she also raised her arms around Yan Lingxian's neck, and said seriously: "I won't leave My sister." She emphasized: "As long as my sister doesn't drive me away."

"No." Yan Lingxian said in a low voice, hugging the treasure she had lost and recovered.

"That's good!" Xiu Mu straightened up, suddenly thought of something, and said coquettishly to Yan Lingxian: "Sister—are you worried that I will poach your corner?"

Yan Lingxian was a little funny when she heard the words, worried that Xiu Mu would poach her?nonexistent.She belonged to Xiu Mu, let alone a few cooks, even if Xiu Mu wanted her, it was fine.

"Don't worry." Yan Lingxian rubbed her hair, said with a smile in her eyes, "If you like it, I can give it to you."

"Really!" Xiu Mu's eyes lit up, he jumped out of Yan Lingxian's arms, and took out his mobile phone.

Such a good thing must be shared with Xiu Yang!I have many, many excellent chefs, but Xiu Yang can only pitifully nest in the underworld and eat bran-swallowed vegetables.

When thinking about this matter, Xiu Mu felt—hahahahaha!Happy happy happy!

"I want to call my brother!" Xiu Mu pointed at Yan Lingxian and raised her mobile phone. Seeing Xiu Mu dancing like this, Yan Lingxian nodded with a smile.

How wonderful, such a lively lover, such a strange she.

"By the way! Sister! How many chefs do you have here?" Xiu Mu paused her hand on the dial key, and suddenly thought of such a crucial question. If there were too many people, she would say it out to make Xiu Yang jealous!

"How many?" Yan Lingxian rested her chin and thought for a while. She was not sure how many cooks she had, so she asked the housekeeper who was standing by and calling her: "How many cooks do I have?"

The housekeeper bowed slightly: "You have 34."

"Why so many?" Yan Lingxian was taken aback by the number: "More than 30?"

"Yes, some of them were sent by Ying Jiao, and some of them voluntarily joined your sect. You said at the time that you let me keep such talents, so I picked a few top-notch ones and kept them." The housekeeper said respectfully.

After Xiu Mu was taken aback by this number at first and then recovered, he was aroused by the person named Ying Jiao——

Who is this guy!How could you send a cook to Lord Shangshen? !why why why!

There are a hundred thousand reasons in Xiao Xiumu's mind, but now she can only look at Yan Lingxian pitifully, blinking her eyes, trying to let Yan Lingxian know what she is thinking.However, this time, Yan Lingxian didn't get to Xiu Mu's point——

After all!Just such a little Yinglong, who would have thought that his lover would be jealous of him?

Xiu Mu pursed his lips and looked at the calm Lord Shangshen, feeling a little wronged in his heart——

Hey, does Lord God not like me?She likes the one named Ying Jiao?

Looking at Xiu Mu who was about to cry, Yan Lingxian blinked her eyes, a little confused.

The author has something to say: I’m sorry I missed everyone yesterday, I’ll make it up today, and I’ll update about 5k before twelve o’clock tonight (don’t ask, it’s just to catch up with the list)

I started online classes recently, and some things were delayed, so I don’t have enough time, I’m sorry everyone, I apologize [bow]

Thanks to the reader's father for throwing mine!

感谢在2020-03-0823:57:54~2020-03-1101:56:47期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the shallow water bomb: 1 for three mice;

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: 1 for three mice;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 3259178015;

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: Wanyan Yiyang, very skinny and naive;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: Hugo is a Paris control 10 bottles; Wife Moyu 3 bottles; Who am I? , very skinny and naive 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!