The villain master doesn't want to fall in love with the cute heroine (Volume 1-7, Chapter 13)

The little hand who was about to take away the casserole fish stopped, and Yaoshi felt warm in her heart when she heard the maids' words.

What everyone said is not wrong at all, why did I feel that the young master would hate the dinner she made just now.

The young master was obviously smiling just now, and the young master just said that he would be back soon.

Why do I feel that the young master hates the food I cook? This is just her imagination.

"Let's wait for the young master to come back, Miss Yaoshi."

Gu Yilei smiled lightly, and couldn't help but take a second look at the ice beauty in front of her.

Would Miss Yaoshi actually take care of the young master's emotions to such an extent? This seems to be a bit beyond the scope of a maid.

Even if Miss Yaoshi is the young master's personal maid, there is no need to do this. Could it be that Miss Yaoshi...

"Poor young master... Xiaoai, I'm sorry for you..."

After Xiao Ai saw Yaoshi put the casserole fish she was going to take away on the table again, a wry smile appeared on her exquisite smiling face.

Young master, young master, although Xiao Ai sympathizes with you and wants to help you, but Xiao Ai really doesn't want to see Miss Yaoshi look down.

I can only suffer, young master, you must persevere, even if you can't eat it, you must not spit it out......

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"Damn! What are you afraid of!"

A punch hit the wall hard and made a muffled sound.

Wu Liang frowned, looking at himself in the mirror and talking dissatisfiedly.

That was the meal that Yaoshi and Milentin worked hard all afternoon to cook.

So what if it's smelling black, so what if it smells a little off?

Is it necessary to deny Yaoshi's hard work and hard work just because it is possible to eat dead people?

How do you know if you haven't eaten it yet?Overwhelmed by the smell and presentation alone?What if it smells bad and tastes good?

"Huh... rush and it's over..."

Wu Liang wiped his face with cold water, took a deep breath and murmured in a low voice.

He saw Yaoshi's little hand that was red from the cold, and the band-aid wrapped on his hand made him blame himself.

If he knew that Yaoshi didn't know how to cook at all, he wouldn't tell them to prepare dinner.

"Anyway, just eat it all clean."

Wu Liang, who walked out of the bathroom, smiled slightly, and ate all of it, leaving nothing...

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Ps: Well, there was a power outage yesterday, so there were only two updates, and there should be more updates today.

The arrears in October have been repaid, and now the arrears in November have begun to be repaid.

11月欠更作者现在算了一下是1900月票=19更 / 一个炎帝=12更=31更

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Chapter 19: Cuisine Leading to Death (Monthly Pass Plus 2/31)

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The crisp sound resounded throughout the hall, the sweat on his forehead trickled down his temples, and his whole body couldn't help trembling.

Wu Liang stared blankly at the lid of the casserole that he gently placed on the side of the table.

The moment he lifted the lid and put it on the table, a tiny crack appeared on the pot lid.

Then, accompanied by the sound of crackling, dense cracks spread like spider webs on the pot cover.

With a bang, the expensive pot lid shattered into slag.

"Goo..."

The smile on his face gradually disappeared, and Wu Liang swallowed heavily to soothe his dry throat.

what's the situation?He obviously took it lightly, right?Why is the pot lid shattered so thoroughly as if it had been hit hard.

"Master, it seems that the quality of this casserole is not good."

"Xiao Ai, clean up first, it will affect the young master's meal."

Yao Shi frowned and looked at the pile of powder on the table, the quality was really bad enough.

It seems that in the future when purchasing supplies, I have to communicate more with Waicai, how can I buy such inferior products.

"Ah, yes!"

Xiao Ai nodded obediently after hearing Yao Shi's order.

But that pale little face showed how complicated her mood was at this moment.

"Ah, indeed, the quality is not very good."

Wu Liang slowly raised the spoon in his hand and looked at the stewed... fish...? ? ?

Wu Liang shuddered suddenly when his gaze was placed inside the casserole.

The dark, shriveled fish head was staring at him angrily with its mouth wide open, and the whites of its eyeballs that were about to protrude from their sockets were rolling.

The cold and sharp teeth emitted a faint black air in the mouth, and there was a strange bright red floating on the bubbling soup.

He didn't know if it was Wu Liang's own illusion, but he always felt that the fish was staring at him firmly at this time, even the eyeballs were slowly rolling.

"It's so painful to be able to show such a terrifying expression..."

Wu Liang looked at the fish head that seemed to be expressing despair and anger, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

Now he can even hear the fish's curse and anger from the bottom of his heart.

A strange voice was ringing in the depths of Wu Liang's mind.

"I'm so wronged to die!That woman is simply a ghost! !Don't let me die more happily! ! ! 』

"I hate you so much, I'm so ruthless, why can't you give me a good time, I want to curse you, I want to curse you all!" ! ! 』

"No, no, no, no."

Wu Liang shook his head vigorously and forcibly calmed down.

Damn it, the courage I had worked up so hard before was broken up by this terrifying fish head in an instant.

He still underestimated Yaoshi's "cooking power", this is simply not acceptable to human beings...

"Master, do you...don't like..."

Seeing that Wu Liang didn't move her chopsticks, Yao Shi bit her lip and said in a low voice.

Sure enough, this kind of cooking that I made would not be recognized by the young master.

"No, I like it so much that I can't bear to eat it, so I hesitate."

"But since you're all looking forward to it, then I'll..."

After hearing Yao Shi's slightly disappointed words, Wu Liang spoke hastily.

Staring at the "Must-Death Cuisine" in front of him, a mighty arrogance suddenly soared nine thousand miles into the sky, fight! ! !

Tremblingly, he picked up a piece of fish and sent it to his mouth, the moment his tongue just touched the fish.

A throaty salty taste accompanied by a unique fishy smell filled Wu Liang's mouth in an instant.

This feeling is as terrifying as adding ten tons of salt to the fish soup, and the stinky socks that have been left for more than half a month are mixed with the salty salt.

"Well......"

Not only that, but after trying his best to pass the first round of baptism, what followed was a burning sensation.

The strong spiciness almost caused Wu Liang's throat to spit fire on the spot, mixing with the strong smell and salty taste.

Three different extreme taste sensations were rampant in Wu Liang's mouth.

The smell on it made Wu Liang even see his life revolving around for a while.

The almost suffocating stench blocked his nasal cavity, and his whole brain fell into a state of severe hypoxia in an instant.

The strong desire to survive sounded the alarm in Wu Liang's brain, and Wu Liang recovered from the brief suffocation and strangled his throat fiercely.

Picking up the unknown liquid porridge at hand, he poured it into his stomach, hoping to wash away the nausea in his throat.

But when the so-called "rice porridge" just entered the mouth, the extremely viscous liquid stuck to the four walls of the mouth like paste.

Although the taste of "rice porridge" is not as strong as that of the so-called casserole fish, it has a sour smell that watermelon will have after a long time.

This sour smell rushed straight to the brain, and mixed with the previous salty and spicy smells to form an extremely lethal chemical weapon.

Since the liquid is as viscous as 502 glue, it sticks in the throat and is difficult to swallow.

"Ugh..."

The feeling of a blocked throat and the mixed feeling of various smells made Wu Liang retch on the spot.

It was the first time Wu Liang felt this kind of irritating variety of tastes after living for so many years.

"..."

Seeing Wu Liang's almost fainting expression, the maids around couldn't help clenching their fists, their legs trembling uncontrollably.

What kind of horrible cooking is this to make the young master look like this.

The young master must have worked so hard on his plane, he actually ate it...

But this is enough, as long as the young master eats it, Miss Yaoshi should not be sad.

The corner of Xiao Ai's mouth twitched and she looked at Wu Liang sympathetically, "Master, if you are still safe and sound after eating that kind of food, then you may really be the chosen one...

Everything in front of me became blurred at this moment, and even the maids around me had double images at this moment.

The consciousness in the brain is about to go away, ah... so this is the feeling of people before death...

The revolving lantern has already started to play in Wu Liang's mind, and the intense drowsiness bombards his eyelids, it will probably not be long...