Lord Demon, your family let you go home for dinner

Demon Minion A: "What's wrong with our Demon Palace? Why did the king give us so much red paper?"

Demon Minion B: "Oh. I don't know. I feel that the Demon Palace is a lot darker when I hang these red things. Is it possible that the king wants to improve our style?"

Demon minion C: "Are you idiots? Our Wang Mingming is setting up a powerful magic circle to attack those stinky hooligans in the Bright Continent!!"

Human passerby A: "Hey, hey, what do you call us stinky hooligans?? It's clear that you are shameless and obscene, okay?"

Human passer-by B: "Exactly! My waist is still hurting now!!"

Everyone: "..." Wait, it seems that something has mixed in? ?

What has been hotly discussed by so many people is naturally the new order issued by the Demon King of the Dark Continent in recent days: Chinese New Year.

Chinese New Year?What is that, can it be eaten? ?

The subordinates put red paper on various places in the demon hall with a confused face, some were rectangular, some were rhombus, filled with strange symbols they could not understand, and some were cut into various complicated and beautiful patterns , combined with the already dark tone of the magic palace, it adds a bit of... gloomy.

Many places where decorations are placed are filled with all kinds of snacks and snacks. The always quiet magic hall has specially called a few musicians to play strange music all day long. It sounds very festive, but it’s too late It's been a real torment for so long.

The subordinates who suffered such torture said that their demon king must have been bullied by several other adults on the bed, so they used such insidious methods to spread their grievances on them!

I looked at the beamingly decorated Demon Palace with great satisfaction, and silently gave my IQ a thumbs up.

But it made me crazy, put my hips on my hips for a while.

"...Next, it's time to prepare the New Year's Eve dinner." Looking down at the paper in my hand, I subconsciously rubbed my chin with a quill, "And the red envelopes prepared for them... the words are tens of thousands of years old Is it useful for new year's money?"

Suddenly, my eyes froze: Murderous!

He bent backwards at an extremely fast speed, then spun around in the air with the strength of his waist, and finally stood upright on the window sill.

—There are two pieces of dough lying quietly where I just stood.

I frowned slightly: "Don't you know that wasting food is a shameful act?"

Grubb stood there angrily, with his two furry ears pricked up, staring at me, holding a piece of dough in his hand, which he kneaded: "Okay!

What kind of dumplings did you ask us to make, and you ended up standing here lazily posing!Doesn't your conscience ache? "

I stood quietly thinking about something, when did I pose! ! (the point)

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

A maid came over slowly, swept away the two pieces of dough, and walked away slowly.

Another large piece of flour flew out of nowhere, and went straight to Grubb's face.

Grubb couldn't dodge in time, his face was instantly covered with Bai Shengsheng's flour, and when he blinked, the flour fell down.

I gloated and said, "Didn't you always dislike yourself for not being fair enough, and now you are."

With a basin of flour in his hand, Samuel walked gently from the corridor, put the flour aside, opened his hands to me, and said softly, "Teacher, come down."

Obviously let me throw myself into his arms and hug his waist and kiss a small mouth or something.

I looked at the flour on his hands with distaste, and simply sat on the window sill, looking at the list in my hand by the moonlight outside: "... I don't know if I can make fireworks or the like."

At this moment, Grubb finally realized what had happened. He squeezed the lump of dough in his hands maliciously, and was just about to throw it at the head when he was snatched by someone who appeared out of nowhere.

Uslet called Samuel's name extremely calmly, and the moment he turned around, he precisely spread the dough onto his face.

Uslet dragged a wild boar he had just hunted, and walked away calmly: "Sorry, my hands are slippery."

I quickly asked: "Is the meat of this wild boar too tough?"

His voice disappeared at the end of the corridor: "Your teeth are quite neat, don't worry, you can bite."

Samuel kept his demeanor to paste the dough on his face, his eyes were shining with gentleness, and the smile on the corner of his mouth didn't even look a bit embarrassed.

He calmly picked up the flour that was put aside, and rushed towards Uslet in a hurry: "Teacher, I'm going first."

Then there was the sound of ping-ping-pong-pong fighting not far away.

I said worriedly: "Don't waste all the flour."

Grubb twitched his eyes when he heard this, picked up the mallet in his hand, and joined the battle with a murderous look.

It was seven o'clock in the evening, and there were still five hours before the new year.

The three people who fought just now faced the wall in disgrace, standing aggrieved.

I rolled up my sleeves and said seriously: "The skin should be thinner, but not too thin, or it will break easily."

Xiu looked at me tenderly, with a soft curve on the corner of his mouth.

I struggled to pick up a piece of dough that looked good: "...it probably looks like this."

Xiu raised his hand and stroked the skin lightly, the temperature from his fingertips was clearly transmitted to my palm through the thin skin, obviously he was feeling the skin very seriously, but the tips of my ears turned slightly red.

Ma Ma, this man teased me.Can I fuck? ?

"No, you can't beat him." Chaos ate an apple, passed by slowly, and knocked off Xiu's hand by the way.

I almost forgot that old man Chaos has mind reading skills.

"You know I have mind-reading skills and dare to scold, don't want to sleep tonight?" The figure of Chaos left here slowly.

Pat your face, relax your mind, continue to pick up the dough, and then put a small piece of meat on it, pinch the two ends of the dough together according to the shape in memory, and then make wrinkles.

A round thing appeared in the palm of his hand.

Emmmmm, something seems wrong?

Uslet said faintly: "You are a bun, not a dumpling."

Me: "Shut up!"

I slapped it with my palm and flattened it. It looked a bit like a dumpling.

Give yourself a thumbs up for your intelligence.

I gave Xiu the "dumpling" with a bit of stuffing exposed, and said proudly, "How about it, I made it pretty well!"

Cultivation is like a stream of kindness: "Naturally, the king's bag is very beautiful."

Xiu put the dumpling aside, took out a silk handkerchief, came closer and wiped the flour on my face without knowing when, and said with a light smile, "Xiaohuamao."

The warm breath came, accompanied by a somewhat low and hoarse tone, I shrank my neck uncomfortably, and the tips of my ears turned red again.

Ma Ma, this man teased me again! !

It was 08:30 in the evening, three and a half hours before the New Year.

"What's this?" Grubb looked at the two long sticks on the dining table seriously.

"Chopsticks, they are used to pick up vegetables." I picked up the chopsticks and demonstrated to them, "Here, it's like this, it's very simple."

Uslet calmly picked up his chopsticks and started eating.

It's amazing to have been to other worlds!

Samuel carefully observed the posture of the two holding the chopsticks, and held the chopsticks in his hand in a similar manner, tremblingly holding the dumplings on the plate.

a bit.

slipped.

Twice.

Still slipped.

Three times!

Jiaozi cried: "It's none of my business! Why are you staring at me? If you want to stare at you, go stare at other dumplings!!"

Xiu sat next to me gracefully and calmly, looking at the pair of chopsticks with blood-colored eyes, as if saying: You stupid chopsticks.

"Aren't you going to eat?" I asked in a low voice.

Xiu was a little helpless, and looked at me gently: "This is a bit difficult."

I raised my eyebrows.

Hehe, there are actually things that you find difficult?

The already good mood is even better now. I spread my face, but I can't hide the smile in my eyes. I walked behind him, took the chopsticks into his hand, supported Xiu's left shoulder with one hand, and held it with the other. Holding his right hand, he explained patiently.

The boy's body is not as wide and slender as the boy's, I had to bend down to keep my head level with Xiu.

In this way, the breaths of the two will be tightly entwined, as long as Xiu tilts his head slightly, he can easily kiss the boy's side face.

Uslet pinched the chopsticks in his hand.

This treacherous old fox!

Chaos directly held the chopsticks with his hand, and poked them straight into the dumpling, making sure that he poked it accurately, and it tasted delicious.

It was ten o'clock in the evening, and there were still two hours before the new year.

As soon as he put down the chopsticks, someone grabbed his wrist, and a cold and emotionless voice whispered in his ears: "The fireworks are ready, do you want to see them?"

I smiled, and the corners of my mouth curled up in joy: "Thank you for your hard work."

9527 quietly looked at the boy's smiling face, and asked after a while, "Are the dumplings delicious?"

"Yeah!" I rubbed my belly, "It tastes like the one from the 21st century, but it's more tender."

"Give me a taste." 9527 said flatly.

I quickly picked up one with my chopsticks and gave it to him. After watching him eat it, I asked brightly, "How is it?"

"The meat of the third-level spirit beast Mora pig is mixed with salt, monosodium glutamate, soy sauce, ginger and some spices. The ratio is..." 9527 analyzed the ingredients and the preparation process with a serious face.

If you can't feel the beauty of food, it's really hard work for you as a robot.

Everyone left the restaurant and came to the open-air balcony outside the main hall.

The evening breeze blows slowly, bringing with it the fragrance of vegetation in the mountains and forests, which makes people feel refreshed.

five.

Four.

three.

two.

One.

"Bang!!" A large piece of fireworks exploded in front, sparks of various colors were gorgeous and beautiful, emitting a stunningly beautiful light.

The young man leaned against the fence and looked at the people in front of him with a smile.There is a beautiful light in the light golden eyes: "Everyone."

"Happy New Year."