Flowers bloom on the Moshang for the return of the king

Chapter 381 There is nothing I like to eat

what?
Wu Jiuzi never expected that he would think of this at such an ambiguous moment, and was taken aback for a moment.She has never seen such a fragrance in the wind.

Kind of like a child, a strong, awkward kid who gets no attention from adults and desperately wants sweets—

If someone said that the extremely powerful Priest Kazama looked like a child, Wu Jiuzi would have scoffed, thinking that person was talking in his sleep.

But seeing Liuxiang in the wind now, she just had such a feeling in her heart!
This feeling is very novel, and it also makes her feel a little warm pain in her heart, well, it seems to be triggered by motherhood...

Her eyes met his black pupils, and he pursed his lips slightly, his lips turned pale: "You didn't call me for anything, there is nothing I like to eat..." He looked a little aggrieved.

Wu Jiuzi froze, no wonder he ordered a large table of delicacies from mountains and seas, but he didn't move a lot when he was actually eating, it turned out that there was nothing he liked...

This person is also, since he doesn't like to eat those, why order it?
Just to make her unhappy, burn her money?
No, it was his silver that was burned in the end...

Wu Jiuzi has been with him for so long, and she knows that although this Priest of Kazama doesn't know whether he can be called rich or not, she knows that he is never short of money, no matter what he does, he spends money like water, What grows like flowers is not gold and silver, but some clods of iron and soil...

It's a pity that such a rich master refuses to share his money with his disciples. The gold that Wu Jiuzi finally saved is still rewarded to her every time she completes a task...

Although the amount he gave was higher than that of ordinary bounty hunters, Wu Jiuzi still felt that he was rich and heartless...

He doesn't take gold and silver seriously, and she is willing to burn it for fun, but she doesn't care, but spend so much money to order something he likes, right?

Unexpectedly, there is no dish he likes. Isn't he abusing himself and others?

"Master, you...haven't you had enough just now?" Wu Jiuzi asked cautiously.

"What do you think?" Feng Jianliuxiang hugged her body, fingers still caressed her red lips like nostalgia, her eyes were still a little hazy, and she didn't know if she was sober or drunk.

It looks like I haven't eaten enough...

However, isn't he already bigu?

It doesn't matter if you don't eat it, right?

"The shops are closed now, I will invite you again tomorrow?" Wu Jiuzi felt that she must be dazzled, or she must be a little dazed from drinking, otherwise how could she feel that Kazama Liuxiang is a bit fragile now? she feels bad...

She tried her best to ignore the numbness of his fingertips rubbing her red lips, and struggled again: "Master, it's getting late, shall we go back?"

Feng Jianliuxiang frowned slightly, his eyes were misty, like a lake shrouded in light mist, it was unbelievably beautiful, but he didn't know how deep the lake was: "I'm so hungry——"

he sighed,
Looking at Wu Jiuzi's flushed face, whether it was due to exercise or nervousness, there was still thin sweat on her face, her scattered bangs were tightly attached to the curve of her face, and her eyes were like a clear lake, shining with light. 

(End of this chapter)