The Demon King's Pampered Wife: The Alluring Little Poisonous Concubine

Chapter 117 Promise
Wushuang gnawed on the chicken leg in his hand, looked at the hills piled up in the bowl, and was speechless.

"Why are you holding so much? Don't you even eat?"

Putting a piece of meat into the bowl, Beigong Chenyao looked up and down, frowning slightly.

"you're too skinny."

Without stopping, Wushuang lowered his head and looked at himself suspiciously.

"I think it's just right." Wu Biang replied vaguely while stuffing something into his mouth.

"It doesn't feel fleshy at all."

"Ahem..." Hearing some complaining voices, Wushuang almost choked.

Remembering that the gun almost went off just now, Wushuang patted himself on the forehead, it was really dangerous, even though he has already identified the other party, but it is too early, isn't it, he is only 15 years old, of course this age is in this world He is already old enough to get married and have children, but as a modern person, especially one who is not very open-minded, Wushuang still feels that 15 is too young.

Also, she still has more important things to do now, and no one can tell what will happen in the future.

Unknowingly, the knuckles of the hands holding the chopsticks began to turn white.

Sensing the slightly changing atmosphere around him, Bei Gong Chenyao stopped his hands, and turned his eyes to look at the person in front of him with some distress.

His fists were suddenly clenched, and his body was embraced into a warm embrace.

"Don't think so much, just remember that no matter what the situation, I, Beigong Chenyao, will always stand by your side. This is my promise."

Looking up, you can see the sharp and clean chin, and listening to this gentle and sincere voice, Wushuang's tense body gradually relaxes.

Yes, what is she afraid of?She is Mo Wushuang, Mo Wushuang who is not afraid of death, not to mention there are so many friends who support her.

"Thank you... Yao."

Hearing this soft voice, Beigong Chenyao was slightly taken aback, and looked down at the woman in his arms.

"What did you just... call me?"

Wushuang smiled slightly, broke free from her embrace, saw the man's expression at this time and felt a little cute, and quickly pecked him on the cheek.

"Yao... let's eat!" Wushuang tilted her head and suddenly felt much better.

"En." Beigong Chenyao nodded, grinning like a child, but when he saw the oily lips on the opposite side, his smile froze slightly.

"Huh? Why don't you eat?" Someone who had already started eating looked at the side who hadn't moved his chopsticks for a long time, and turned his head with some doubts.

The man was looking at his hands, his expression didn't seem very good.

"Are you despising me?" Wushuang understood the situation with just a glance, and said a little dissatisfied.

"How could it be?" Beigong Chenyao chuckled, his tone as calm as possible, thanks to her, if someone else is at this moment, he might have been thrown out by him.

Seeing the person who had already picked up the chopsticks and started eating, Wushuang puffed up his cheeks and smiled after a few seconds.

"What are you laughing at?" Beigong Chenyao turned to look at the inexplicably laughing person.

"It's nothing, nothing... Let's eat, this chicken is really delicious, how about a chicken drumstick?" When asked this question, Wushuang hurriedly yelled and tried to fool him.

"This is your signature dish."

"Huh? You..." Wushuang stared, this guy is too amazing, this Moyuelou has always been managed by Uncle Fan, even she didn't know when she became the owner of this Moyuelou The boss, thinking about it, his eyes became even more unpredictable.

(End of this chapter)