Honghuang Snack Restaurant

Day two.

The little girl who woke up from the drunkenness rubbed her head uncomfortably, she was groggy, the wine from yesterday was still a little high.

Yan Mo was about to get out of bed to wash her face, but when she moved her legs, she bumped into something warm, and she almost jumped up in fright.

"Oh my god, what is it?" She was so scared that she spoke out all the Northeast dialect.

"Boom!"

A certain person known as the "thing" worked hard all night, finally took a rest and squinted for a while, but who knew that he was kicked awake by his feet, and even kicked directly to the ground.

Although it is true that he has gained a little weight, how should I put it, he is so handsome that even if he falls down, he will have a sense of immortality.

"Mo, you're awake." Tong Tian pulled the edge of the bed and got up from the ground, exposing a large snow-white chest in his baggy robe.

Yan Mo has always known about Tongtian's good figure, his thin figure is very delicious, but, just why there are bite marks on that fair skin.

And, not only bite marks, but also hickey marks.

Looking at Tong Tian's appearance, Yan Mo turned his head and looked at himself again, um, the clothes are intact, and he moved his hands and feet, um, it went smoothly, without any soreness afterwards.

So, what happened yesterday?The marks on Tongtian's body clearly showed that she bit it.

Her head was muddled, Yan Mo tried hard to remember what she did after drinking yesterday, but the more she thought about it, the more confused she became, in the end she could only look pitifully at Tong Tian who was sitting by the bed.

Tong Tian, ​​who had been taken advantage of by the little girl, was also very helpless looking at those puzzled eyes, he had an inexplicable feeling that he had been ruined for nothing.

"Mo, don't drink alcohol in the future." The little girl usually likes to touch him, but this time she got drunk and went too far.

His innocence is gone, the little girl is too brave, when Yan Mo tore open his clothes and bit his collarbone, he directly picked her up and sent her to the room, originally wanting her to stay alone after getting drunk, who I know, who knew that the little girl pulled him onto the bed and pulled his clothes.

Moreover, she sat on his body very boldly and unrestrainedly, smiling and sucking his neck.

He almost lost control yesterday.

They almost lost their guns.

Who knew that the little bastard would go to sleep on his own when he got tired halfway through the teasing! ! !

Pitying his unraveled robe and the red marks all over his body, he pinched the little bastard's nose in an atmosphere, who knew that she would feel disgusted and uncomfortable and hit her.

Woman, you are too cruel!

After finally suppressing the hotness in his body, looking at the little girl's blushing face who didn't know it, what could Tong Tian say, of course he let her go on sleeping obediently.

It's a pity that he was contagious with sleepiness and wanted to squint for a while, and then he was kicked out of bed by this little bastard.

If he didn't know that this girl didn't do it on purpose, he would have thought she was heartless!

From Tong Tian's expression, Yan Mo felt something was wrong, she seemed to have done something wrong to the other party yesterday!

Cong Xin's Yan Mo moved back unconsciously, trying to move herself out of Tong Tian's sight.

The little girl Jing Mimi thought she hadn't been noticed, and the way she moved her body carefully made Tong Tian feel relieved after seeing it.

"Little villain." As she said, she hugged Yan Mo into her arms and kissed the red lips that made him hot yesterday.

How could Yan Mo refuse the handsome little brother's embrace, and kissed back directly with a strong woman air.

There was a ripple in the room.

But after all, they haven't officially become Taoist couples yet, the two hugged each other for a long time and then got up to tidy up.At this time, the people downstairs who were drunk yesterday also woke up in a daze.

When Tong Tian led Yan Mo down the stairs, what he saw was a few people sitting on stools, covering their heads with uncomfortable expressions on their faces.

Tai Yi, who was closest to the two, noticed the movement, "Mo, my head hurts~"

Di Jun and Hong Yun next to him looked at Yan Mo with eager eyes, and Zhen Yuanzi, who was sitting the most upright, also showed discomfort in his eyes.

It's amazing, one drink turned everyone down.

Although sighing, Yan Mo is not a person who likes to watch friends have fun, so she is very considerate and made a glass of honey water for each of them, and also washed some rice for the pot.

Let's have some porridge after drinking.Although for the people in the prehistoric period, it can neither nourish the stomach nor supplement the nutrition, but at least there is some psychological comfort, and the preserved egg and lean meat porridge is quite delicious.

The elders drank a glass of honey water to their heart's content, and even their heads didn't hurt much.And when the preserved eggs were put into the porridge, an inexplicable smell floated to their noses.

It smells a little bad, it's a little uncomfortable, it doesn't feel good.

It can be said that the first impression of preserved eggs was not good.They even drank two more mouthfuls of honey to suppress their shock.

When they saw bowls of preserved egg and lean meat porridge placed in front of them, although they admired Yan Mo's craftsmanship, they didn't like to eat everything, such as the aroma that they had eaten before. , so where is the coriander, it is obviously a stinky vegetable, okay, how is it fragrant.

That is to say, Yan Mo herself didn't like to eat it, but instead gave it to them.

The black and broken preserved egg made Taiyi and Hongyun look at me and I look at you. The spoon was always in hand, and no one dared to be the first to try it. After all, the parsley made them miserable .

But the first person to move the spoon to drink the porridge was the most upright Zhen Yuanzi, with a straight back, a head of black long hair fixed simply with a hairpin, and a black Taoist robe that was more stable, jumping off the side The red cloud in red looks obviously inferior in seniority.

Although the taste is not very suitable, it is nothing to Zhen Yuanzi who has raised a ginseng fruit tree and planted a lot of messy plants. There are even more strange smells in his vegetable garden.

As soon as the porridge entered the mouth, the strange smell disappeared in the soft and glutinous porridge, and the dark stuff that smelled uncomfortable seemed to complement the lean meat even more in the porridge.

It’s true that people can’t be judged by their appearance, and food can only be tasted. Delicious food can only be detected after it is actually eaten.

Seeing Zhen Yuanzi digging the porridge one spoon at a time, the others dug a spoonful for themselves in an instant, and they were also amazed.

Although the main reason for the astonishment was that their expectations were too low, which led to a bowl of mediocre porridge with preserved egg and lean pork becoming the pinnacle of gourmet food in their hearts.

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Although Taiyi and Hongyun wanted to stay and continue eating, Di Jun and Zhen Yuanzi refused. After all, one of them had something to do with the monster clan, and Di Jun couldn't do it alone. It seems that they are keen on cultivation together, but he and Taiyi seem to be the opposite.

Every time he sees his elder brother working so hard, Tai Yi will be determined to continue to practice hard. He feels that as long as his cultivation level is high enough, he can always protect his elder brother. After all, the Yaozu really relies on strength.

As for Hong Yun, this young man doesn't want to practice for a day without Zhen Yuanzi staring at him. He turns into a prototype every day and wanders around the wilderness by nature. Being a father and a mother is really not easy.

And the two who stayed in Buzhou Mountain and waited to gain the favorability of Xuanming Food finally saw the target mission one day.

Xuanming, who is the ancestor of the Ice Witch, is actually a great feature of the Witch Clan - he likes women's clothing.

I don't know if it's because of the lack of spiritual power in Pangu's blood essence, but the last two born, Xuanming and Houtu, are considered delicate in terms of the witch clan. After all, they are only 1.8 meters...

Moreover, Xuanming is still a male ancestor witch, and his height is about the same as that of Houtu, even a little shorter than Houtu. His "delicate" body also made him more indistinguishable from male and female. If he hadn't known early on that there was only one woman among the ancestor witches, otherwise Yan Mo would definitely have recognized Xuan Ming as a beautiful big sister when he first met her. .

It's not that she's blind, it's that Xuan Ming's aura of a tall and icy beauty is too goddess-like, she is so frozen that she dares to call her a goddess in her heart.

"I heard that you came to Buzhou Mountain to cook?"

This question was so straightforward that Yan Mo didn't know how to answer it.

If she is, then wouldn't she be the cook of Buzhou Mountain? If she is not, she has indeed been cooking in Buzhou Mountain these days.So, yes or no?

After two or three seconds, "Guest, what do you want to eat? Do you like sweet, salty or spicy?" I don't know how to answer, so I won't answer, hurry up and tell me what you want to eat, and I will leave directly after cooking , I really don't want to stay in Buzhou Mountain anymore, it's a waste of her neck to grow so tall.

Yan Mo rubbed her sore neck, Tong Tian, ​​who had been following her recently, naturally noticed it, and rarely thoughtfully offered Yan Mo a massage package.

This boyfriend is really nice.

Xuan Ming only glanced at the young couple's direct performance and then moved his eyes away. Although he was playing with ice, he was not cold-hearted. Did the young couple ask him how he felt affectionately in front of him? ?

Inexplicably feel a little bit stretched.

"You can order whatever you want." He was dragged into a restaurant by Zhu Rong just after he came back today, and Zhu Rong even boasted to him that it was not good, so he stood still and let himself beat him.

You must know that he has wanted to beat Zhu Rong for a long time, but water and fire are incompatible. His cultivation base is still lower than Zhu Rong, and he will always lose in fights, so beating Zhu Rong has always been something he has been doing all the time.

By the way, there is a big red-haired man standing next to the cold "big beauty", but it's just because Xuan Ming's icy presence is so strong that Zhu Rong, who is used to frequenting restaurants, is just so blatantly ignored.

"Hey, sister Yan Mo, sister, I want to eat fried chicken." Looking at Yan Mo who turned his head to the stove after hearing Xuan Ming's words, Zhu Rong felt that he had said what he wanted to eat, but he didn't know what he looked like Did you hear me?

Yan Mo: I'm not deaf, how could I not hear your loud voice.