never send chocolate

"You...@#￥%%&*#￥@..." Lin Muzhao couldn't say a word clearly for a long time, so he pointed at the little fairy's nose and kept emitting sparks from his mouth, and finally came out angrily One sentence, "It's shameless!" Then I ran to the bathroom to solve personal problems.

"@#￥%%&*#￥@..." The little goblin was left on the spot, and repeated it in a low voice, drooping her shoulders, feeling extremely wronged, "I don't know shame in the first place, why are you attacking me. Dad is so annoying..."

The little elf sat on the ground, with steam rising from his head again, melting the solidified chocolate sauce, carefully sticking it to his legs, and shaping it bit by bit.

When Lin Muzhao finally came out of the bathroom, the little goblin's eyes lit up, and he ran to Lin Muzhao with his newly baked legs, hugged his neck, and entangled him again.

Lin Muzhao's face was still red, and he shyly pushed the little goblin away, only to find that the little goblin was suddenly two or three centimeters taller than him, and frowned unhappily: "Why are you so tall? Wasn't it shorter than me before?" Are there that many?"

The little goblin rubbed his face, and there was a bit of joy in his voice: "This way, you can easily hug Dad's neck. Dad, I found that the method I said before is really useful, and you don't have to worry about me anymore. It's melted away again, just stick it on."

Lin Muzhao still frowned tightly, and the boss looked unhappy: "You haven't said it yet, why did you suddenly become so tall? Doesn't the law of conservation of mass hold for you fairies?"

The little goblin blinked and explained to him seriously: "The law of conservation of mass does not hold when transforming, otherwise basically no monsters can transform, but it will hold when transforming later. Look at my height. Just pile it up with those chocolates."

Lin Muzhao looked at the pile of empty chocolate boxes on the table along the little demon's fine white fingers, and sighed, "You've used all the chocolate for your legs, what should I eat?"

The little goblin checked her fingers, raised her head and her eyes sparkled: "Father, just eat me. I'm a refined chocolate. The taste must be many times better than those ordinary chocolates."

"No." Lin Muzhao vetoed without hesitation, "eating you is like eating people, I'm not that cruel."

"Hmph." The little goblin let out a sound from his nose, and rubbed Lin Muzhao's head on his collarbone, "Then... Dad, you can eat me too."

Lin Muzhao pushed the goblin's head away in disgust, rejected his proposal indifferently, and warned him seriously: "Don't touch me in the future." After a pause, he asked the goblin again, "Can your leg Can't saw off a piece? I don't like it when I look at it."

"Oh." The little goblin replied lazily, took back the hands wrapped around Lin Muzhao's neck, and diligently reshaped the legs.

Lin Muzhao felt that the scene looked scary, so he turned his head and started playing with his phone.

While sawing her own leg, the little goblin played Lin Muzhao's words on a loop in her mind. "Don't touch me in the future." The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Lin Muzhao's voice was frighteningly cold.

Lin Muzhao heard the cry of the little goblin again, and turned to ask him, "What's wrong?"

Holding a piece of leg in his hand, the little goblin said, sobbing, "Woo...it's too cold, the leg can't melt, it can't stick to it."

"Axi." Lin Muzhao tightly covered his eyes with his hands.This picture is too eye-catching, he feels that he will not be able to sleep well at night, this picture can linger in his mind for a month!

Lin Muzhao kept hinting in his heart that it was just a giant piece of chocolate, so he reluctantly accepted the malice of this world, put down his hands and asked the little elf, "Why...why is it cold? I turned on the air conditioner."

"Woooo..." the little goblin cried pitifully, curled up into a ball, and shivered, "it's just cold...you see, no matter how I do it, it won't melt." There was a curl of steam, and those two legs... did not show signs of melting.

"Then... what should I do then? Let me cook it in a pot for you?" Lin Muzhao said hesitantly.

The little goblin blinked away a tear, and asked Lin Muzhao pitifully, "Father, do you still want to eat me after all?"

Lin Muzhao felt that the little goblin was so sad. After all, the little goblin had been calling him father before, so he pretended that those two legs didn't exist, stepped forward and touched his head, and calmed down: "That's not the case, you Don't worry, I won't eat you."

The little goblin stared at Lin Muzhao tearfully, but did not speak.