Nanxiong, the disaster of beating the enemy

Eating dream coffee jelly requires a sense of ritual.

I asked Wutong to bring me a drool bag that I ironed with an iron, which was elegantly tied around my neck as if in a western restaurant.

After rinsing my mouth to get rid of the smell of the little barbecue chicken wings I ate before, I picked up the knife and fork.

Wutong wanted to pour a layer of milk on top of the coffee jelly, but I immediately rejected it, and lifted the only reliable butler of our house with mental power, and then threw it from the window to the first floor, get out, don't use poison Sully my coffee jelly.

From the distance from the second floor to the first floor, there is no need to worry about Wutong being injured.

Yeah, now is the time for me to start enjoying the food.

I took a deep breath very solemnly, and imagined 320 cutting methods for the coffee jelly in front of me, and even the drawing method of the golden cutting line, but suddenly thought that this is not the coffee jelly where everyone sits in line, there is no need to do so Complicated, just use the simplest method.

I can have the whole one to myself.

With my excited hands, I cut a small corner on the coffee jelly, and inserted the coffee jelly with a fork.

The color is more transparent in the sun, crystal clear, and looks better than any of the jewels piled up in Kiqiu's jewelry room.

I sniffed my nose, and the faint aroma of coffee accompanied by a little bit of milky aroma dotted with cream was simply perfect. There is no more perfect thing in this world than the taste of coffee jelly. A bunch of Kiki’s perfumes are not at all Can't compare.

Sorry, Mom, you are the only one who can dress up carefully and have a lot of comparable things when you beat the enemy. I really didn't mean to belittle your aesthetics.

All in all, I'm going to eat it.

it's coming!Coffee Jelly is finally here!

Although I offered to send it over with a fork.

It approached the corner of my lips and was wrapped by me. Like a flexible butterfly, it flew into the mouth. The teeth melted in the mouth with almost no effort. The intoxicating aroma of coffee comforted the future with love, ah , the little angels blew their trumpets and sang around me.

Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

"Kusuo, what are you doing?" Miji walked in at this time, "Wow, it feels like you are surrounded by small flowers, and what are the two red spots on your face? You won't steal from mom." Makeup and put it on your face, right?"

"Hahahahaha." Mi Ji was amused by his own thoughts, and laughed to himself for a while.

Now that I have coffee jelly, I don't even think about taking care of my second brother and making friends, I just want to concentrate on enjoying the food.

Seeing that I ignored him, Mi Ji put his eyes on the plate in front of me, "Isn't this the coffee jelly you've always wanted to eat? Let the second brother have a bite too."

As he spoke, he picked up another set of knives and forks, intending to attack my coffee jelly.

My body reacted faster than my brain, and I punched Miji right in the stomach, and I sent him flying out of the way, punching a big hole in the wall to surrender, and then "poof" and flew out.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ah , "Ouch, ouch" screaming in pain.

Judging from his fierce voice, there shouldn't be any problem with his body.

I wanted to check the situation at first, but when I heard "Kusuo this bastard, this big bastard brother", I sat back in my seat very calmly.

Yeah, yeah, sure enough, eating coffee jelly is more important.

Ah, heaven.

After I took another bite of the coffee jelly, I returned to the little angel blowing the trumpet, and flowers bloomed all around.

It had been 10 minutes since I finished my coffee jelly before Mi Chi limped back.

"Kusuo, that's too much!" Miji yelled at me, "You hit me 300 meters away!"

"Who told you to do something to my coffee jelly." I said blankly.

"I asked you to order food before, but you didn't respond." Mi Ji was very speechless, and then sat down in front of me.

How can these foods compare to coffee jelly?This is the most delicious food in the world!

When I recall the smell, I can't help but smile knowingly.

"Wow, you can actually laugh!" Mi Ji kept looking at me as if he had discovered a new world, "You can't be a fake, can you?"

"Yes, I'm Saiki Kusuo." I replied solemnly.

"Hahaha, it will be miserable if dad hears about you." Mi Ji smiled and slapped his thigh.

"It's okay, he'll just say it's my nickname for beating the enemy."

"Is there a nickname for beating the enemy?" Mi Ji rubbed his chin and asked, "It sounds like an oiran."

Yahhhhhhh, don't you have to ask Shiba what he thinks?

Mi Ji changed the subject, "Is coffee jelly really so delicious?"

Well, it’s delicious, even I feel that Yi Ermi is really a good brother, of course, the premise is that when he buys coffee jelly for me outside.

"Brother is too much, don't you send me something?" Mi Ji complained, "I brought you my favorite coffee jelly, but don't you even give me a piece of brushed pizza? Aren't we all brothers?" ?"

Hearing this, I was a little embarrassed, and just as I was about to comfort Mi Ji, I heard his heartfelt voice.

[Hey, 50 ordinances have been placed on my account. 】

【Ah, bad, I figured it out in my heart. 】

I stared at him blankly, only staring at Mi Ji so ashamed, and finally smoothed things over and said to myself: "Let's consider it a tie, you pushed me 300 meters away."

I checked the price before, and this coffee jelly is also worth 50 quat.

The Yier fans who went out for a trip actually learned how to balance a bowl of water, which is really a huge improvement.

Sure enough, Jiang is still very old, Shiba is right, he should train outside, and then become a good brother like Santa Claus carrying a bag of coffee jelly.

"Aren't you going to write a letter to thank Il fans?"

Amano jumped out from the snow and asked.

"Wow." Mi Ji was taken aback, "When was he there?"

"When you were shot 300 meters away for trying to steal the baby's coffee jelly." Yuki Amano said with a smile, "I was always in the corner."

There was an indescribable expression on Mi Chi's face.

【Isn't he really the illegitimate son of my father outside? 】

[Hide ability is so good, even I didn't find it. 】

Hey, hey, I'm obviously not good at learning, and what you say, if the jealous Shiba finds out that you actually doubt his loyalty to Kiqiu, I guess he won't see the sun for at least three months, It means staying in the basement for three months.

But I have to say that Yuxue Amano's ability has improved rapidly, and the effect of telepathy has basically failed for him, but he is only tense in front of me, and his mental activities are also very active in normal times He seemed completely unaware that my telepathic range had reached the gate of the underworld.

Of course, no one will tell him the whole thing about beating the enemy.

But even if Amano Yuyuki doesn't let his brain make a sound, as long as he has a heartbeat, he can't escape the perception.

"By the way, Kusuo, are you going to write a letter to Big Brother?" Mi Ji asked, "It's rare that Big Brother prepared your favorite food, isn't it?"

Amano Yuxue's eyes also set on me.

"What other deal did you make?"

"No, I just want Hisoka to leave." Amano Yuki said, "I really didn't do anything strange."

"It's just that I suggest that Il fans write a letter every few days and send something back." Amano Yuxue spread his hands and said, "However, he should have observed that you like coffee jelly, and it has nothing to do with me."

"If you don't write a letter back, it will be very difficult for me." Amano Yuki said, "I always feel that you didn't say that after the completion of the list of Il fans, it will be my death date."

This is impossible, because Yier fans are still very strict, very planned, and they don't accept business without money.

Although I haven't seen him write a planner, I always feel that in his heart he clearly lists the things to be done every day.

And in terms of his personality, maybe there is a growth plan for every younger brother, and it's a bit chilly to think about it this way.

Probably not to this extent.

Yahhhhhhhhhh, anyway, I won't listen to Il fans.

All in all, the only time I've ever seen an Il fan go off the rails was when I got into a fight with Hisoka over my pacifier.

If you think about it this way, the probability of killing Amano Yuyuki after Il fans come back is quite high.

After all, although he went out and earned 1000 million, he lost the time with his younger brothers, and he must add "we" to this, otherwise I will not be able to bear it, the [-] bills of time spent with his younger brothers.

Yeah, yeah, I'm not interested in the life and death of Amano Yuki, but I think of the incomparable coffee jelly I ate before.

If I write a reply letter, I can make Il fans realize that I like this behavior, and send me coffee jelly every day.

That's just too good!

And the price I have to pay is one or a few replies.

Is there anything better than this?

If you think about it that way, I'm not at a loss.

I decided to write a letter, but the question is what should I write?

I have never written a letter, and I always feel that there is a weird hypocrisy in this form.

I was staring blankly at the white letter paper with a pen in my hand, Miji and Amano Yuxue were still chattering in my ears.

"Just write 'I miss you, big brother', will it be more straightforward." Mi Ji said.

It is more likely that Ill fans will be so moved that they will kill them directly first.

"Do you need me to provide the "Book of Love Talks"?" Yuki Amano asked as she took out a book as thick as a dictionary.

No, for this kind of thing, Sheba will put "What should I do if my child has orthopedic tendencies?" "Is this book torn up?

I don't want an annoying bald dad either.

Because the two of them came up with strange ideas one after another, it was really annoying, and it disturbed my train of thought, so I also lifted the two of them out of the window with my thoughts.

Well, the world is quiet.

I thought about it and wrote,

big brother,

Received your item, I like it very much.

This seems to be a bit utilitarian, and I added that when you go out, boys should also protect themselves.

31 characters, a few more than Il fans, not bad.

I handed the letter to Wutong and asked him to give it to Il fans.

[The third young master knows that he loves the eldest young master. 】

Oh my god, it's not like everyone, except me and Miji, thinks that Yierfan is a protected animal.

At times like this, don't say it as a compliment, please don't let me read this heartfelt voice.

Because of the distance, I couldn't get feedback in time, but two days later, Il fans excitedly sent a truckload of things.

Before I had time to see what was inside, Wutong gave me a letter with a photo attached.

I took out the photo and looked at it first.

...Who can tell me, who is that nail-headed monster inside?

Although judging from Hisoka's "V" with two hands protruding from the side, he should undoubtedly be an Il fan.

Brother, my dear brother, how did you become like this?

He is now out of tune with the enemy beater, as ugly as a sakya fruit.

I told him to protect himself, but what he did was to disfigure himself?

That's not what I meant, brother!IL fans!

Or is it that Xiba's name for beating enemies outside needs to be disfigured?

For example, if it is called Sakyamuni, it must become Sakyamuni.

I originally wanted to get myself a coffee jelly, but it’s a bit difficult to turn it into a coffee jelly, but Saiki Kusuo is fine.