Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

And there is a very kind feeling.

Zhao xinrou also trusted him inexplicably.

At this time, Nangong Li easily cleaned up the fat rabbit.

Then he put special fruit and spices on it. Then he forked it with a special stick that was not afraid of fire, put it on the fire, and then baked it.

Soon there was another smell different from roast fish in the air.

The meat smell of this fragrance is very attractive.

Fortunately, the southern palace has set up a barrier from here. No matter Xiuxian or other demons, they can't smell the smell here at all.

Therefore, it becomes a space.

When nangongli roasted the rabbit, nangongli tore off a rabbit leg and handed it to Zhao xinrou. Her eyes were bright and smiling, and her voice was soft, "try it..."

Zhao xinrou happily took it over, bit it off, then raised her thumb and said to him, "Nangong teacher, it's really delicious..."

No longer hesitated, but ate beautifully.

Nangong Li was also aroused by Zhao xinrou's eating phase.

As soon as he waved, a wooden tea table appeared in front of the two people.

Nangong Li sat on the grass and put the roast rabbit and fish on the plate that appeared out of thin air.

Then, his palm moved, and a wine pot appeared in his hand. He opened the lid and sniffed. He said to Zhao xinrou, "it's OK. You have good luck. There's half a pot of peach blossom wine..."

Peach blossom wine?

Zhao xinrou brightened her eyes and said excitedly to Nangong Li, "I haven't drunk yet. My mother won't let me drink any wine."

"Oh?" Nangong Li slightly raised her eyebrows and smiled. "Today, break the ring and have a taste..."

After that, Nangong Li's index finger moved, and two wine glasses appeared in front of the two people.

Nangong left, holding his long sleeve in his left hand and holding a pot in his right hand. He was lazy and full of poetic style.

He filled the glass in front of Zhao xinrou, and then filled his own. He picked up the glass, sniffed it gently, and said to Zhao xinrou, "drink, this wine is also good for your cultivation, just one cup..."

Zhao xinrou smells the wine, but it turns out that this peach blossom wine is so fragrant.

So Zhao xinrou also raised her glass, gestured to Nangong Li, and then drank it.

Zhao xinrou can't drink. She drinks a little in a hurry. She drinks more than half as soon as she drinks.

But unexpectedly, it smells very light, but I feel hot in my mouth.

But after the hot feeling, it is a sweet smell that makes people feel sentimental and linger.

Zhao xinrou stared at Nangong Li and said, "Nangong teacher, the wine is so delicious. After the first sip, I still want to drink the second."

"You girl, but unexpectedly, you still like drinking..." Nangong Li joked.

Zhao xinrou nodded hard, "it's mainly Mr. Nangong. Your wine is so delicious..."

He took another sip.

But this time I drank less.

After that, a mouthful of meat and then a mouthful of grilled fish. After a sip of wine, Zhao xinrou ate happily.

Nangong Li was also driven by her.

He could not remember how many years he had not drunk wine or eaten meat like this.

It seems to have been hundreds of years.

For hundreds of years, I have always been alone.

Or in Qingqiu, or in xiaoqingqiu, day after day, year after year.

There is no pursuit in life.

And he is not too interested in cultivation. Just let it go.