Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 2968 Step by step Jinghong: Since ancient times, love the emperor's family (112)

  He walked to the rabbit lamp that had been thrown so far, and was blown away by the north wind so far, then he leaned over, half-kneeled in the snow, and held out his hand again without saying a word.

  The sky was full of wind and snow, there was no one around, and there was only King Jin in the vast world.

   only this time,

  He just put down a little disguise.

  Mo Liyan held it, cautiously that he hadn't even noticed it, and wiped it off like a treasure, as if he was dealing with a fragile item that was invaluable and hard to find.

   wiped it carefully and earnestly, and refused to let go of a single trace. It seemed that he wanted to wipe off all the ice and snow as before.

  But he couldn't wipe it off no matter what, he moved eagerly, his fingertips trembled, and his knuckles turned white against the snow.

  The vast snow fell in the sky, and Wang Jin was alone in the snow, wiping like that, the more he looked at that lantern, the more he became flustered.

Obviously there was no such emotion just now, but now the more I think about it, and the more I wipe it, the more I am silently tearing a **** mouth from the depths of my calm and cold heart, filled with cold wind, my internal organs seem to be covered with thin ice. With every heartbeat and breathing, the thin ice shattered inch by inch, and the ice **** splashed out, piercing and dripping with blood.

  Mo Liyan didn’t understand why he was like this,

  It was only a lamp that was obviously thrown away.

  Why should he be so at a loss that he has always been calm, wise, sharp, and demeanor.

   panicked,

  Unspeakable panic.

  It's as if it was not a lantern that was actually thrown away, but other important things.

  It also seems that what can't be wiped off is not the ice and snow on the lantern, but the deep cracks.

   just lay on my heart like this, it was hard to breathe.

  A heart seemed to be tightly held by an invisible hand, and it was constantly clenched, and it was placed in the palm of the hand to play with it. The pain was heavy and suffocating, and it was finally torn into pieces.

  At the end,

  Mo Liyan stood up holding the lamp in silence, the wind and snow got bigger and bigger, and the rustling fall could drown people.

  He did not leave. Instead, he took the lamp he made by himself and stood outside the mansion all night and waited all night.

   did not wait for the whitening.

  The first New Year's gift he prepared solemnly was nothing but a ridiculous meaning in the end.

  But this light,

  Mo Liyan took it back, but did not throw it away.

   has probably become the only thing that is out of place in King Jin’s Mansion.

  After the first day of the new year has passed, it is the first day of the new year, and the Lantern Festival is not far away.

  Every family is decorated with lights and fireworks.

  The snow is getting bigger and bigger, and it never stops. The dead branches and leaves are swayed by the wind, as if they will be lifted to the ground in the next second.

  The entire city of Chujing is completely covered by ice and snow.

   "Actually, that lamp... is pretty." Xie Jinshu said to Ranbai.

   "Really." The reaction of dyeing white is very normal, even the tone is light: "It's boring."

  Xie Jinshu smiled, knowing that Ranbai hadn't cared about it, so he didn't speak any more.

  "Don't talk about this, can you do it?" Ran Bai leaned on the side, twisted her eyebrows, and urged with an impatient cold voice.

  Xie Jinshu: "...Don't rush, it's the first time for me!"

"Do you know how?"

   "Who said that this young man can't do it? Look at it."

   "Hey."

  The young man in white clothes was standing in the kitchen of the mansion at this moment, and there was a pause for almost half an hour, and there was almost nothing to do.

  Xie Jinshu only feels a headache. The always almighty Master Xie suddenly feels that there are still things in this world that are quite difficult.

  For example, cooking.

  As for dyeing white, I just feel that Xie Jinshu is free. He has to cook by himself, but he can’t do anything.

   Another half hour passed,

  I really can’t stand it when I come to the kitchen to see it again.

  The girl in red was expressionless, she walked in a few steps with a delicate face, staring at the various vegetables, fruits, and meats placed there, but she didn't see why she came.

  So in order to avoid trouble, she stretched out a hand to catch a lot, and threw these things into the pot without saying anything. That action is called a straightforward, simple and rude action, like running water, wonderful.

  Xie Jinshu was stunned.

  He paused strangely for a second or two: "Did you do this?"

   dyed his eyes white and looked at him coldly, "Is there a problem?"

  "My son just doesn't feel...not too delicate." Xie Jinshu groaned a little, then met the girl's deep and peachy eyes, and then smiled lightly: "But it's also a good way."

  He praised: "The princess is smart."

Then,

  After a quarter of an hour,

  Heavy smoke came out of the kitchen, and the air was filled with white mist. The sound of "sizzling" was making a little noise, making it extremely choking.

  The two ran out of the kitchen quickly.

I was too choked. I coughed for several times. I stared coldly at the smoke-filled kitchen. The line of sight seemed to be able to shoot out a peach blossom and ice rain. Finally, I came to a conclusion: "There is definitely a problem with this kitchen. ."

  She doesn’t feel any problem with her approach.

   is clearly correct.

  Xie Jinshu found the handkerchief for the first time, sighed lowly, and approached with frowned eyebrows. He wanted to wipe his face for Dye Bai. His voice was clear and gentle: "Yes, there is a problem with the kitchen."

   Dyeing white staggered, took the handkerchief, and said coldly: "No, I'll do it myself."

  Xie Jinshu smiled at the corners of her lips, but he retired a few steps, and did not force it.

   After dyeing and wiping her face, she still feels that her clothes have been smoked. Her usual cleanliness makes her want to take a shower now, and then throw away the clothes.

   Then before going back, Ranbai thought for a while, and finally said to Xie Jin: "The kitchen was demolished and rebuilt."

  Xie Jinshu: "……"

  He nodded solemnly, his brows were clear and squished.

  I want to laugh.

sorry,

  The host really does not improve at all in cooking.

  Feng Luo suddenly thought,

  If these two people are together...

  A host who can count on killing people and can only cook, and who never goes to the kitchen almost arrogantly.

  A pampered son who doesn’t touch Yang Chunshui and knows nothing about cooking.

  The two people get together, what if there is no one? !

  I want to laugh when I think about closing down.

  When I came out after the white-dyeing and bathing, the sky was already dark.

   As a drop of ink quietly penetrated into the clear water, dyeing everything into darkness, conspiracy was also silently brewing in it, slowly weaving and opening a net.

  The night is falling, and it is dimmed.

  Heavy snow flies, without fatigue, fluttering. It fell and fell, but the thoughts that flowed out inexplicably were submerged by the ice...

   "Let's go." Xie Jinshu changed his suit, guarded outside, watching the dyed white come out, "Let's go out to eat together."

  (End of this chapter)