The villain of Quick Transmigration has a wrong style of painting

Chapter 121 Master is too strong, you can't afford to mess with it 31
"I don't like you, why promise you!"

Xia Hua looked at her deeply: "Then didn't you say you don't hate me?"

"I said I don't hate you, but that doesn't mean I like you between men and women."

"Don't they all like it? What's the difference?" Xia Hua wondered.

"Of course it's different," Cong Yan gave an example, "For example, I like Master, Brother, and Mistress. These are all likings, but my liking for them is the liking between relatives."

"You see, between master and mistress, that kind of love is between couples."

Xia Hua didn't understand it very well, but he understood a little bit, and felt that people's emotions are really complicated.

Like is like, but also divided into categories.

The two sat down, Xia Hua asked her: "Then what were you thinking when you practiced the sword just now?"

Speaking of this, Cong Yan got excited, first went crazy for Amway Shixing Hot and Sour Rice Noodles, then cadenced, saying that he was so pitiful.

Such delicious food can only be eaten once.

She went to the master, but the master refused her.

The master asked her to go to the teacher's wife, but the teacher refused to make it for her, and let her eat dog food, and only made it for the master.

Cong Yan sighed, and said: "If I can eat hot and sour noodles once in my life, it will be worth it!"

After hearing this, Xia Hua got up and left.

Without saying a word, she entered the afterglow and was confused by Cong Yan. She cropped and said, "Are you angry, why did you leave without saying a word?"

Three days later, when Cong Yan returned to the room after practicing, she saw another person inside.

"Xia Hua, what are you doing in my room?"

"Give you this."

Xia Hua opened the bowl on the table, and looked over at the cigarette butts. Seeing this, the whole person became excited, and shouted: "Hot and sour powder! Hot and sour powder!"

She turned her head and asked with sparkling eyes, "Where did you get it?"

Xia Hua said very proudly: "I did it myself, for you, I personally asked others to teach me."

Cong Yan remembered that three days ago he heard that he wanted to eat hot and sour noodles, and the man left without saying a word. He didn't expect to make hot and sour noodles for himself.

Her eyes suddenly felt a little sour.

Since I was a child, I have been dependent on my elder brother for life. When I grow up, I meet my master. No one will learn to eat for me because of her words.

Xia Hua is the third person who treats him well.

Xia Hua urged: "Haven't you been wanting to eat for a long time? Sit down and have a taste, my skills should not be worse than your master's, right?"

"Master's cooking is the best."

In her heart, master and elder brother are tied for number one.

"Hahaha, your master's is the best, so try mine and see if it's the second best."

Cong Yan sat down and picked up the vermicelli with brisk walking. It was still very hot, and the aroma and heat rushed to his face at the same time.

Her gaze was inadvertently placed on Xia Hua's face, those eyes filled with soft light, it seemed that her heart beat a beat longer.

In the red umbrella, the flames were blazing, and the fiery stone was hot. Fu Honglou hid behind a less hot fire stone. The clothes on her body were burnt to tatters, and some delicate skin was scorched.

She gasped, the place was extremely hot.

Fortunately, she is a cultivator, if she had a mortal body, she would burn her upper body immediately.

"What the hell is this place?"

She wiped the sweat off her face, recalling what Fu Qianshan told her before.

The demon lord of the demon clan has a red umbrella, which was made from the flame red lotus.

The heat inside can make people mad, and the body of a mortal will be burned immediately as soon as he enters.

She now knows the horror of this umbrella.

Vaguely, she seemed to hear someone's voice, softly, one by one.

(End of this chapter)