Chapter 677 (2/2)

He looked at his side slightly and took it. His long hair covered his side face, so I couldn't see the small part of his face.

”When did you meet?” The king of ghosts asked with a trace of happiness. It seems that he hopes his son can talk to others more, ”why is my son's clothes in Xiaobing again? Oh, I'm sorry. Did I call you little bing a little abrupt? ”

”It doesn't matter.” I said lightly.

”Don't ask about the children.” The queen said quickly, as if afraid to destroy this precious progress between me and her son.

The king of ghosts also nodded with a smile, waved his hand, and walked into the attendants from the other side of the door. They brought breakfast, which was the fragrance I had smelled outside the door.

”Xiaobing, you still look good in girl's clothes.” The king of ghosts said with a smile as his attendants put out breakfast, ”let the queen pick out some dresses that fit you later.”

Breakfast is very rich, with sweet potatoes, corn, potatoes, peanuts and bread.

When I saw sweet potato, corn and potato, farmer's happy peanuts set, they were less than the same, that is taro, this is the harvest, is a hotel dinner must be a dish.

”What are you laughing at?” Asked the queen curiously.

”It's called five grain Fengdeng in my hometown.” I picked up a sweet potato and peeled it while laughing. In such a magic castle, eating sweet potato always has a kind of inexplicable joy. It's easy to fart after eating too much sweet potato.

Of course, sweet potatoes are also a luxury food here. Noah city doesn't even have them.

Sweet potato is very pick mud, mud good sweet potato is sweet and soft. The mud is bad, hard and bitter, like chewing wood. Judging from the aroma of this sweet potato in my hand, the soil planted it is very good.

”Thank you. I haven't had sweet potatoes for a long time. You know, sweet potato soup is sweet I told them with a smile that they were a little surprised, as if I knew something about sweet potatoes.As I ate, I continued, ”and this potato.” I grabbed another potato and began to peel it. ”It can make a lot of dishes, braised in brown sauce, curry, bacon soup, hiss -” I said I was greedy, and immediately dipped some salt to relieve my craving.

”You I'm good at cooking. I haven't heard of many of them The queen became a little excited, ”how do you cook the braised pork? What is curry? And the bacon? By the way, and you skin, what do you want? ” The queen pointed to my skin.

I forget that people here eat skin, and I smile: ”I don't eat skin.”

The queen was slightly stunned and blinked. Unfortunately, she dropped her eyes: ”it's not a bit wasteful...”

Yes, I come from a food kingdom. We eat delicately. We have enough to fill our stomachs, so we should pursue the taste. Not eating skin is not a waste, but an art of eating.

”Sorry, I'll eat it.” I began to pick up the skin and eat.

Suddenly, I put the skin of the whole plate was taken away, a clean plate has been placed in front of me.

I looked at me in surprise. It was the ghost prince who took away my plate. I was stunned to see him. Not only me, but also the king of ghosts and the queen looked at him in amazement. However, he began to eat my skin.

”You don't have to!” I didn't have time to stop it. He was full of it.

At that moment, my whole body felt numb.

But the king of ghosts and the queen opposite me became excited. They were surprised and tearful as they watched their children eat the skin I didn't want in silence, as if they were excited that their children would finally be willing to go out of the closed world and communicate with others.

But his way of communication is to eat my skin