The national male god is fierce and strong

Chapter 1334

As Young Master Yan said, he glanced at Duan Minghong intentionally or unintentionally, and raised his brow lightly: "Patriarch Duan Ming, do you want to have a taste?"

Duan Minghong coughed, "Patriarch Yan kindly invites you, and Hong is willing."

However, Young Master Yan's eyebrows were serious the moment he agreed, and without even thinking about taking a step back, he raised his head: "No!"

How dare he covet his food.

face!

Yigeng, the old emperor who watched the whole process...

The old emperor looked at the stunned Juan Minghong, who was full of disbelief, and clenched his scepter tightly with a headache.

In the entire empire, few people really understood Yan Tao's temperament.

But he understands.

In other words, the old emperor knew the character of the Yan family very well.

All of them are not stingy.

In his own words, that is... there is a hole in his head!
Duan Minghong's mouth twitched, his territory was far away from Yan Tao, and he was really not very familiar with the new Marshal Yan.

He only knows some rumors from the outside world.

Yan Tao bombarded dozens of planets with one blow, and millions of lives were lost in his hands.

This is appalling.

He didn't have a good impression of Marshal Yan at first.

Just treat him as a young man, and don't take human life as his life.

As everyone knows, it is such a childish temper.

When thinking about it like this, it is clear that the Patriarch has not considered what kind of behavior he is, a majestic Patriarch of a family, coveting other people's pastries like a child...

Embarrassment floated in the air.

It's just that Young Master Yan didn't realize it, and took out a piece of pastry again.

This time, it is a rare black pastry.

He also comforted Patriarch Duanming who didn't know whether he was shocked by not eating the cakes or shocked Yan Tao's true temperament, "Patriarch Duanming, little Taozi is still young, don't take it seriously."

The implication: That little bastard Yan Tao won't treat you to cakes!
You better stop dreaming!
Get yourself some realism!

In the air, there was an extremely fragrant smell floating faintly.

This fragrance, if there seems to be nothing, makes people swallow saliva.

Juan Minghong... even more greedy.

This time, it seems to be better than before...

It was just two times, although Yan Tao was eating, but there was no fragrance wafting from the pastry.

This time, not only was it delicious, but it was also something that Juan Minghong had never seen before.

He usually has no hobbies, but loves to eat.

Otherwise, as a battle-tested Patriarch.

He really wouldn't be the size he is now.

Juanming Patriarch's tall and straight body relaxed a little, and moved closer to Yan Tao intentionally or unintentionally.

Licking his big face and smiling coquettishly: "Patriarch Yan, where did you find the cook?"

"Why have I never seen the ingredients used in this pastry?"

"There are dozens of cooks in my family. If Patriarch Yan is interested, we can communicate with each other in the galaxy. Only by communicating with each other can there be room for improvement..."

Just now, he has seen all the cakes that Yantao eats, they seem to be normal, and he has no interest.

Now smelling the fragrance floating in the air, I can tell the itching in the Patriarch's heart.

With that appearance, he completely forgot about the Remnant Star Pirates.

And the corners of his mouth twitched.

The old emperor couldn't see it. He suddenly raised his hand and covered his face with his right palm: That's it!
The group of workers under him will always lose the chain at critical moments, and they are out of tune!
Playing cards not according to common sense will embarrass him!
As if thinking of many sad things in the past, the old emperor's old face was wrinkled into bitter melon at this moment.

Many emotions welled up in the old eyes, more of them were grief...

Don't get me wrong, that's grief for yourself.

(End of this chapter)