The Lady in the General’s Arms is a Bigshot in Mystic Arts

Xie Yao tilted his head to look at him: "?"

weird.

He looked at Xie Chengdao, "Don't you have hands yourself?"

Xie Cheng lowered his head, his voice was low and hoarse, as if he had been greatly wronged, "I was injured."

"It's an injury."

Xie Yao: "?" Is there a possibility that your injured leg is not your hand?

Xie Min was choked, she turned her head and looked over, her eyes swept over the faces of Xie Yao and Xie Cheng, and secretly sighed, the fall at the door just now, I don't blame A Yao, I really don't blame A Yao, this is really scary what.

Xie Cheng looked like he was possessed by something.

It's scary.

Xie Min pursed his lips silently, and moved closer to Jiang Fu with his rice bowl, and said in a very low voice, "Ah Fu, show brother if he is possessed by something, is there something in your metaphysics? This thing, show him quickly, it’s so scary!"

By the end, her voice was trembling.

Her voice was already very low, but unfortunately, General Xie had very good hearing, and everything she said was heard clearly.

There was Xie Yao between Jiang Fu and Xie Cheng, she leaned over slightly, her voice was also small, and whispered to Xie Min, "Don't talk nonsense, the general protects the family and the country, he is the most upright person, not everything able to get close to him."

Although she couldn't see Xie Cheng's past and future, she knew that the general killed enemies on the battlefield, defended his family and defended the country, and he always drew his sword to help when he saw injustice. accessible.

Xie Cheng naturally listened to Jiang Fu's words verbatim, and the corners of his lips curled up, showing his master's happy mood.

eleven:"…"

There was no fluctuation in his heart.

He doesn't find it strange what the general does now.

He stepped forward and put out his hand to put the shiny chicken leg into the bowl for Xie Cheng, "General, please use it."

Xie Cheng actually doesn't like these greasy things very much. The chicken drumsticks look too oily, and Eleven thinks he won't eat them.

"Oh, it's an injury. Then I really need someone to pick up the food for you. Why didn't my brother say earlier that I picked up so much and moved the chopsticks so fast, it must have been very hard." Hei Tuanzi who was sitting on the side He looked at him motionlessly, with an innocent tone, and tilted his head to look at him, "Okay, you can eat it, I put it in a bowl for my brother, why doesn't my brother eat it, it can't be that he doesn't like too much oil, right? "

Jiang Fu stretched out his head, showing a fair and clean face, and asked, "Don't the general like things that are too oily?"

Xie Cheng directly picked up the chicken leg and took a big bite. His black eyelashes drooped, his cheeks were slightly puffed up, his voice was muffled, and he didn't have the usual aloof look, "No."

Although this chicken drumstick looks greasy, it doesn't feel greasy at all when you eat it. It's slightly charred on the outside and still dripping juice inside. It's delicious and delicious.

It's even better than Qilou's roast chicken.

"good to eat."

he said again.

The little girl was sitting on the other side, and when she heard the words, she slightly bent her eyes, and the surprises shattered into stars in her eyes, making those clear and clean eyes even more radiant.

She turned her head and stared at the rice bowl in front of her with bright eyes, feeling that every plump rice grain became very cute.

The corners of the lips are slightly raised, revealing porcelain white teeth.

The general said that the food she made was delicious.