From living with Skadi

What's more, this gas mask is still a common version for ordinary humans. Because of his horns, it directly stuck his nose, which didn't protect him at all, and caused him to suffocate.

"Because...Annula means poison dart frog."

Looking at Jiu Wu like a little white who doesn't understand anything, Lan Du didn't get angry and just continued to explain to him patiently.

"The race of poison dart frogs is highly poisonous..."

"Hmm... Then do you usually emit poisonous gas? The kind that you don't realize at all, and you can't control it at all?"

"???"

Jiu Wu's head was full of question marks, looking at the gas mask in his hand, hesitating, waiting for the answer from the young lady behind him, and then considering whether to wear it or not.

"No... how is it possible, this race is actually the same as ordinary people, there is no difference, okay!"

It was obviously a very serious matter, but after listening to the guest with his back turned to say it in a very flat voice, there was always an indescribable sense of humor.

She shook her head, threw out this emotion again, and spoke out the characteristics of her race.

"This race is only naturally good at poisoning and has superb technology in preparation. Apart from this, there are no other symptoms."

"Oh, that's all right."

With a sigh of relief, Jiu Wu put the mask aside neatly, and strode out of the kitchen door.

No way, after all, the current situation is a bit embarrassing...

"I have to go home to cook for two foodies now, and I'll get the cake back in half an hour!"

After finishing speaking, he picked up the black cat that was still asleep on the table in one hand, and left the blue poison cake shop that was full of "surprises" with the unfinished mousse cake in the other.

"This person...why does his reaction differ from others?"

Miss Lan Du was a little puzzled and said that the dream that had disappeared, now has the possibility of regaining it, so unreal that she just felt like a dream.

"He ran away without turning his head... because, isn't my introduction scary enough?"

Miss Lan Po's face was full of confusion.

in the end……

What should she do?

PS: Shuke collapsed last night, this is yesterday's chapter, so it should be updated three times today?

Humor

Chapter 166 Cough, today's two more updates will be added later...

I sat in the car for more than four hours today, and I was out all day. When I came back, I had to hold a parent-teacher meeting, and then I helped my sister write something...

Yes, it will be three (probably) tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, I am really, really sorry.

() After all, I'm just a bald Internet beggar

It's a bit like offering a reward to see how many votes are counted, but there are so few people...

(Newcomers are new and desperate online)

Chapter 167 Chapter 150 Chapter [-] I will never eat it! (Nightingale face)

"The shop manager is really scary..."

He didn't know the little girl in Miss Lan Du's heart at all, he was just feeling a little bit emotional that he could find such a delicious cake that guaranteed that Nightingale would love these calorie bombs even if she took the risk of gaining fat and growing flesh around her waist shop.

Although in addition to this, there is also the height of the shop manager's sister who is about the same height as himself, and there is a touch of whiteness that can be guessed although it is not clear...

Cough, nothing happened. The cakes over there are delicious, and the proprietress is very beautiful. I highly recommend it as a frequent shop.

On the other hand, this cat has been around for more than ten minutes, why hasn't it woke up yet?

He held the heavy black cat in one hand and the mousse cake in the other, thinking about how to raise the cat when he got home, or how to keep it.

After all, wild cats are very difficult to raise. If there are no precautions, when it slips out of the house, it may never come back.

"Hey, Nightingale opened the door!"

Because he was holding things in both hands and couldn't reach his crotch to get the keys, Jiuwu, who was originally going back to his home, had to press the doorbell of his home with the elbow holding the cake with some difficulty, but the subtle feeling in his heart kept going. Didn't stop.

"Come on..."

He first heard a burst of chirping birds, and he was a little relieved that these little birds hadn't left yet. It seemed that they were really ready to be freed, the nightingale behind the door also came running over with a "da da da" while driving. Opening the door, he kept chatting with Jiu Wu, like the little larks next to him.

"Nine five nine five, these birds are super obedient and smart!"

"They will even go outside to finish their poop by themselves, and then fly into the house, and they can understand what I say! If you don't believe me, come in quickly and I will show you!"

"By the way, what are you hugging..."

There was no time for Jiu Wu to talk at all, Nightingale opened the door, chirping with the four blue larks next to her, and pulled Jiu Wu's clothes with excitement, wanting to quickly pull him into the house Then, when she was showing him how smart these little birds were, her eyes landed on the things in Jiuwu's arms without any mistakes.

"A lump of black stuff, and a lump of... cake with a very strange color?"

She was still a little uncertain, wondering if this thing wrapped in a plastic bag to prevent dust was a cake.

It looks like a cake on the outside, but... it's also because of the appearance, what kind of cake has such a color!

Could it be a whole person cake?

Don't ordinary whole person cakes look very attractive on the outside, why did this cake throw the words "I'm disgusting" on her face from the very beginning?

"Hmph, although this cake doesn't look very good, it is absolutely delicious. I guarantee that you will want to eat it after eating it!"

"is it?"

Although she really wanted to refute who's cake looks like this in the Ninth Five-Year Plan, it was not deliberately made out to mark it as a tricky cake or something, but she suddenly thought of her identity and status with the Ninth Five-Year Plan, and she didn't want to come to the Ninth Five-Year Plan. It would be right to tell lies just to trick her, she is Jiuwu's older sister, how could my younger brother have the guts to trick her... probably?

Thinking of the dramatic kiss in front of Titi before the [-]th Five-Year Plan, she turned into a lump of nightingale sauce in the face of Titi's "torture", "She is the sister of the Ninth Five-Year, nine-five It's impossible to tease him." Such words were not uttered, but they were said without confidence.

"No matter how delicious it is, it's none of my business!"

"Anyway, I'm not going to eat it!"

"I will never eat this cake that looks too weird!"

Very good, as expected of you.

He just mentioned one sentence, and Nightingale obediently moved her face to prepare to be severely beaten by her younger brother, so what else can I say about the [-]th Five-Year Plan?

"Oh, what's the matter, you still don't come in! Let's go cook!"

I've had a whole day's sleep, and I still can't lift my spirits. The big demon, who has not adjusted his whole body, is lazily lying on the sofa that just arrived, watching the visual effect of the movie theater. There were not many big TVs. After hearing the sound of the door opening behind, there was no other movement. He sat up from the sofa with some doubts and looked towards the door.

The one who tilted his head on the left side and the right, managed to pass through the bright light and was blocked by the already short Nightingale. After seeing the familiar black hair and the pair of small white horns, he also felt relieved. After roaring, he lay back on the sofa again, never letting go of any time for fishing.

It's an acquaintance, and Nightingale didn't show any overreaction, okay, continue to lie down and watch TV.

If it was possible, she would naturally not want to get up from this sofa, even if it was a new sofa, it would still be too soft, more comfortable than her own big bed, wouldn't it be nice to lie on it and watch TV happily?

It's ok, when I lay down, because the back of my head sank directly into the sofa, the two thin horns firmly fixed her head. If you want to see what happened to the door next to it for so long If you don't come over, you can only get up and turn your head to look at it. There is no option to lie comfortably on the sofa and turn your head to look at it.

...Unless she wants to pay for this sofa with all the money she raised her daughter.

I never asked about the price, but everyone knows that you get what you pay for.

"Know it--"

Nine Five was a little helpless, but it was indeed time to eat, so he handed all the things in his hand to Nightingale who was at the door, and said, "Help me put Ou."

"Ah."

It's just a tricky cake, so why worry about it.

Even though Nightingale Sauce thought so, she still held the cake with some care, but she never thought that the seemingly very well-behaved little larks who were standing on Jiu Wu's shoulders would be bullied when they saw the cake. In Jiang's hand, a fluttering wing left Jiuwu's shoulder and bumped into Nightingale's hand holding the cake.

"Hey?!"

She almost didn't realize it. The cake in her hand was almost hit by the birds. Fortunately, she raised her hand and let the targeted lark fall into the air. The other birds were also eager to move the cake. Drop it on the ground, and eat it alone.

"You can't eat this cake."

With one free hand, Jiu Wu tapped the larks standing on his shoulder one by one, a little dumbfounded.

Is the bird I gave for nothing outside so high in IQ?

PS: I'm really too sweet, I take online classes until nine o'clock in the evening, and do my homework until ten o'clock...

I will try my best to code Chapter 2, Chapter 3 should not be possible...

Chapter 168 Chapter 150 Chapter [-] Plastic Sisters (Funny)

"This cake was specially brought back for Nightingale to eat, you mustn't eat it."

Although I don't know if they will listen or not, Jiu Wu still gave his own comfort.

"It's okay, a few bigger cakes are waiting for you later."

Give your own share to these little guys... By the way, do the birds eat cakes?

It should be food...

Bird-raising Mengxin Nine Five is still tangled here, but Nightingale Sauce on the side is a little unhappy, she is still holding the "tricky" cake in her hand, the dissatisfaction in her eyes is visible to the naked eye, and her face is bulging I picked up a small snow-white bun that was not very round.

"What, I've said it all, I will never eat this cake that looks so weird!"

At first, I thought that this was what Jiuwu asked her to hold, and no matter what, I couldn't let this cake be destroyed by external factors as soon as it reached her hands, but when I heard that this cake was originally meant for her to eat Yes, my intestines turned green immediately.

She looked at the little birds standing on Jiu Wu's shoulders, with a hint of urging in her eyes, and even the hand holding the cake intentionally or unintentionally... Oh, just raised it upright to Jiu Wu's On the shoulder, see when the birds will fly over and destroy the cake directly.

"You are enough, hello."

You son of a bitch, the shop manager will be very sad to know!

"No one is forcing you to eat it. This cake is just for you. Do you want it or not?"

The angry Jiuwu said something, and Nightingale Sauce, who was at a loss after being said so, froze there blankly, the corners of his eyes began to turn red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he said with a tear in his voice, " You...you are fierce..."

Just about to pout her little mouth to save tears, Jiu Wu directly stuffed the lump of black thing into her arms. She was caught off guard, and she was holding the cake in a hurry and finally saw that it was a cat. Things, the accumulated offensive was instantly broken.

She still couldn't calm down, and directly threw the cake that was given to her for the first time during the [-]th Five-Year Plan on the ground, still holding it in her hand, although it looked really "innovative" in appearance.

"What do you want to eat tonight? I'll help you make whatever you have in the refrigerator."

"I want fish with pickled cabbage and sweet and sour pork!"

Nightingale, who had already rummaged through all the ingredients in the refrigerator when the airdrop was moved in the morning of the [-]th Five-Year Plan, reported the name of the dish that had been brewing in her heart for a long time but hadn't said it. Listening to his dish made people "Understood" with peace of mind, the little grievance in Nightingale's heart has long since flown beyond that cloud.

A simple foodie is so easy to understand and easy to coax.

"Have you brought another little guy back?"

Hehe, the smirking Nightingale Sauce finally got over the joy of eating new dishes, closed the door, took a few little guys to the sofa next to Shining, put the cake in his hand on the table, and then He picked up the black cat that hadn't woken up, and curiously stroked its hair that wasn't sticky.

Shining next to him sniffled, feeling a little urge to sneeze, but he didn't know why it suddenly disappeared, so he had to scratch his nose, and continued watching "Untouchable Love" on TV. He didn't see what Nightingale was holding in his hand.

"Shining, can you keep your voice down?"

Casually brushing away the brave little lark who was bouncing on the cat's head, nightingale was stroking the peacefully standing on her hand with her fingertips while complaining to the shining spirit who was concentrating on watching tv. Another little lark next to him.

"The 3D surround in other people's homes is not for you to play too loudly to disturb the people!"

"This whole house belongs to the Jiuwu family, so there's nothing to be afraid of."

Shining curled his lips in disdain, but still obediently picked up the remote control at hand, resisting the urge to sneeze again, and turned down the volume on the TV.

Not only the Ninth Five-Year Plan, this family also has my share!

Nightingale couldn't hold back her smile, but she was afraid of being heard by Shining and felt that she was laughing like a fool, and felt that the volume of the TV should be louder.

In order to keep herself from laughing like a pig, Nightingale had no choice but to change the subject, and by the way, she diverted her attention away from her identity as "Nine-Five Sister". She stopped the lark while stroking the cat that wasn't dirty at all. They were dancing on its back, and asked curiously about Sister Shining, who was watching a TV series over there.