Tyrant help me to God

Didn't hear Gu Yue's answer, Gu Chaoshui looked away again: "I don't care about you."

Gu Yue "..."

Obviously he is not angry with the person in front of him, thank you.

Unaware that his own image was getting lower and lower in Gu Yue's heart, Gu Chaoshui took the bucket with many small fish in it with disgust, and put it heavily next to the cutting board.

"Come kill the fish."

Hearing Gu Chaoshui's seemingly calm voice, but actually gnashing his teeth, the inexplicable sense of crisis made Gu Yue walk over even though he was reluctant.

Under Gu Chaoshui's gaze, Gu Yue froze for a moment, then slowly took out a fish from the bucket.

Fearing that the fish would break free from his hands, he dared not take the bigger ones, nor did he dare to take the ones that were too small, so he chose for a while, and finally chose the more acceptable fish.

Picking up the unlucky fish, Gu Yue pinched the slippery fish tail with his fingers, and put it on the cutting board while the fish was jumping up and down.

Silently glanced at the fish performing carp on the chopping board, Gu Yue pointed at the small fish, and asked hesitantly, "Ah Chao, this fish...how should I kill it?"

Gu Chaoshui looked at the fish that was gradually wilting and not jumping very vigorously, frowned, and said simply: "Behead it."

Gu Yue: "...?"

Ahem, the tyrant really deserves to be a tyrant, even the way of handling the fish is so simple and rude, revealing a mysterious sense of blood.

Feeling sorry for the fish that was about to be beheaded for a second, Gu Yue's heart sank, and under Gu Chaoshui's gaze, he held down the fish that was completely paralyzed on the chopping board, closed his eyes, and chopped it down fiercely.

Due to his lack of vision, the cut failed, and he narrowly missed the fish and landed on the chopping board.

Accompanied by a serious life threat, the fish that had given up struggling began to jump violently again.

Gu Yue, who didn't even dare to step on ants, let alone killing fish from his previous life until now, looked at the overly excited fish in front of him, his body froze, and he didn't dare to hold the knife inserted on the cutting board.

Just when Gu Yue was hesitating whether to give up, Gu Chaoshui's voice came at the right time: "Could it be that my husband can't even kill a fish?"

Gu Yue, who really wanted to answer "yes", hesitated for a moment, but swallowed the words that came to his mouth.

After building up his mind, Gu Yue looked at the fish in front of him that had struggled for a while and then slumped on the chopping board again, picked up the kitchen knife, and chopped it down heavily.

Raw for the first time and cooked for the second time, looking at the fish in front of him with only one head still stubbornly staring at him with dead fish eyes, and the smooth incision, Gu Yue actually felt a sense of excitement that he did it by himself.

After dealing with another seven or eight fish according to the gourd painting, Gu Yue, who gradually became interested in killing fish, looked excitedly at half of the fish left in the bucket, and was about to continue wielding the knife, but Gu Chaoshui stopped him.

"These fish are enough for us to eat." Gu Chaoshui said.

"Okay." Gu Yue put down the kitchen knife that was stained with blood in his hand, and was about to step aside to see if there were any fresh vegetables to deal with, but Gu Chaoshui took his other hand.

When Gu Yue was dazed and gradually started to think wildly, Gu Chaoshui took Gu Yue's hand and pointed to the /half/ body of fish left on the dish: "Husband hasn't taken out the internal organs yet."

Gu Yue, who originally thought it was something, lost his expression in an instant: "Take out, take out the internal organs?"

Gu Chaoshui held Gu Yue's hand and played with it: "Yes, otherwise the cooked fish won't taste good."

Although it is not considered against beheading fish heads now, but to be honest, Gu Yue felt that he could not do it with his bare hands in this gloveless ancient times.

Gu Yue, who had spent a long time building his mind and still felt that he couldn't do anything, quietly approached Gu Chaoshui, who looked relaxed, and decided to save the country with a curveball.

The little angel has such a kind heart, surely he won't let him just hollow out the fish's body, right?

Thinking of this, Gu Yue held the finger that was pinching his fingertips instead, and looked straight at Gu Chaoshui.

Under the dark eyes of the person in front of him, Gu Yue hesitantly asked: "Ah Chao, can I...not deal with the internal organs of the fish?"

He didn't know how much he wanted to act like a baby when he said this.

The author has something to say: Things are starting to get complicated...

Aunt TAT is here and she is not feeling well and she really doesn’t have much inspiration, that’s all she has... Tomorrow I will try my best to make more changes!