Chapter 69 (1/2)

Zixu mouth a smoke, fortunately caught the pheasant inside the male, eat also OK.

Unexpectedly, bailihan didn't wear ghost face today. What he was wearing was a mask.

A white robe mixed with snow, cold and expensive.

Purple Xu on his eyes, inexplicably began to heart rate, this is how?

Two life add up to be an old aunt, unexpectedly was not a long hair boy stirred the heartstrings, good shame.

She coughed, put aside her mind, hypnotized herself, and only regarded bailihan as her younger brother.

”I'll kill the chickens!”

Mr. Mingjing has some taste: ”what? When he comes, you'll kill the chicken. I just wanted to eat it, and you pushed against it. ”

Purple Xu glared at him: ”I can't beat him, can beat you, bully you, how to?”

Mr. Mingjing angrily took out the fan and shook it violently.

Zixu went to the tent, there were few chicken cages, so they all crowded together.

Four roosters were caught, and two were left.

The remaining eight hens were packed separately, and a rooster was stuffed into a cage.

After killing four chickens, she cleaned them up carefully. If it was not enough food, she would not choose to hunt.

Today's pheasant is thinner, so it's even less meat to make roast chicken.

Zixu thought about it for a while, and decided to marinate it first, and then smoke it with brown sugar. After all, the stewing time is long and it can also kill bacteria.

Originally thought that ancient people could not eat smoked chicken, but as soon as he took it to the table, bailihan carried one to him.

Mr. Mingjing looked sideways: ”what about your elegance?”

Bailihan's action meal, and then become slow cut chicken, eat elegant.

Zixu quietly dismantled a chicken to distribute to his own people.

She chewed on the chicken rack by herself.

Mr. Mingjing gave her a look: ”you are a girl, be gentle.”

”Can a man be fed with good manners?” Zixu skimmed his mouth and ignored him.

Bailihan pulled a chicken leg to eat, and gradually found that Mr. Mingjing's action was so fast that he had eaten half of the chicken.

He snorted coldly.

Zixu will pack the remaining one to bailihan: ”you take this one, go back to be a midnight snack.”

Hundred miles cold mouth a hook, showing a perfect smile: ”good!”

”Ding, like to add five!”

Zixu: ”it's just Sure enough, it's food.

Mr. Mingjing looked at Zixu bitterly: ”where's mine?”

Purple Xu eyes a stare: ”have you brought the food material to come?”

Mr. mirror pointed to the basket: ”I found the beef in that basket.”

”Oh, but you didn't bring it.” Zixu is not afraid of him.

Mr. Mingjing snorted and stopped talking.

Bailihan kept smiling all the time, and the air conditioning on her body was much less.

Zixu couldn't help but stare at Bai Li Han's face. All above his nose were covered. He could only see the perfect lips and chin.

In fact, it's charming enough just to see them. How handsome are all their faces?

Bailihan's eyes flashed: ”do you want to see my face?”

Zixu nodded: ”want to see.”

”I swore that the woman who saw me would be my wife.”

Zixu quickly shook his head: ”no, it's good.”

Hundred miles cold heart across a trace of discomfort, how? It's hard to be your own wife? Or do you dislike him?