kiss Ann, sweet wife

Chapter 1367

Half an hour later, a plate of dark tomato scrambled eggs was freshly baked.

Everyone in the kitchen stayed away, watching her bring out this dish of dark dishes.

"Hey, where are you going?" Someone behind her stopped her.

Turning around, Duanmuyi almost smashed the plate into He Erchuan's nostrils.

"I'm going to find Di Kongxuan, what's the matter?" Duanmuyi raised his eyebrows and asked.

He Erchuan lowered his eyes, saw the thing in her hand, and said, "What kind of delicacies are you making here?
For Di Kongxuan? "

"That's right—hey, don't..." Duanmuyi watched him go directly, grabbed a piece and stuffed it into his mouth. Just as he was about to stop him, he saw his pale face, clutching his neck and turning his back.

Duanmuyi was stunned for a moment, then saw that he had turned around with his usual expression, and said in a hoarse voice: "Very good, very good.

It turns out that Mrs. Mudan and this king are of the same heart, and they are both very unhappy with Di Kongxuan, so this king is very relieved. "

"Is it unpalatable?" Duanmuyi smelled it, and indeed felt a strong burnt smell.

"Are you looking for Di Kongxuan? Several women came outside the door, and they all said they came to look for him. He was invited out by Lord Hou." He Erchuan changed the subject.

Duanmu let out a sigh, and walked away with a strange plate of tomato scrambled eggs, leaving He Erchuan alone to induce vomiting.

Outside the gate of Zhennanhou's Mansion, Lord Li was already overwhelmed, so he turned around and slipped away because he had something to deal with.

A woman held a fan, half covered her face, and said in a gentle voice: "My lord, I have already booked a banquet at Baoyue Tower in Fengcheng, and I have invited a group of opera singers, can my lord honor me? "

"What kind of troupe are you calling, vulgar." Another person squeezed forward and waved a champagne and said, "My lord, I prepared a tea table and flower cakes made by myself. Let's enjoy the flowers together." Wouldn't it be comfortable to listen to the music?"

Three other people rushed forward to speak.

Di Kongxuan was leaning on the white jade lion in front of the door, dressed in a crimson robe of flowing brocade, with ancient jade hanging from his waist, covered with a black tulle, his eyebrows were slightly raised, and his lips were smiling.

His eyes looked at the five people in front of him one by one, and he said slowly: "I remember, yesterday you all threatened to look down on men?"

All five of them froze, and one of them smiled and said, "The man I despise is an ordinary man, but when I saw Young Master Di yesterday, I was already astonished as a heavenly man, how can I be compared with other people?"

Di Kongxuan smiled coldly, and was about to speak when he heard a woman's voice behind him.

"Ordinary people, you look down on my man; why don't you ask my man if he can't look down on you ruined flowers and willows?"

"Who do you say is a broken flower and a willow tree!" The five people's cannon fire turned collectively.

Duanmuyi stepped forward unceremoniously, grabbed the dark dish in his hand, and threw it directly on the faces of the five people.

"Why, I'm talking about you." She smiled lightly, her expression was pure and innocent, and her smile was like a devil.

Her aim was one in a thousand, and with this shake of her hand, none of the five people was spared, and all of them were thrown in the face.

This strange taste, salty, spicy and sour, is really the taste of death that tears the taster, and the five of them choked their necks and vomited.

Di Kongxuan watched in amazement, Duanmuyi swung his hand so fast, he still didn't recognize what the plate was, and thought it was Duanmuyi's newly developed weapon.

"What is this?"

Duanmuyi looked at the plate in his hand with some pity: "I worked so hard to cook you a plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes, but it's a pity that you didn't get to taste it. It's a bargain for these people."

(End of this chapter)