The Sealer of the Sword

Because the distance was so close, Yan Ye could clearly see that the moment Bahamut heard his words, his beautiful golden pupils sank, and he opened his mouth to reveal two lovely tiger teeth - and bit them in one bite. .

Ahh... ripped.

He tilted his head back because of the pain, and the smell of blood on his lips instantly filled his taste buds. He lowered his head and looked at the extremely happy Bahamut who smiled as if he had put on lipstick. Yan Ye stretched out his hand and pinched Baham. Te's cheeks were drawn to the sides.

"Wuha-"

After making such a voice, Bahamut was not to be outdone - in fact, it was more like a child's anger, and he also stretched out his small hand to squeeze Yan Ye's face.

But after all, the height advantage is there. As soon as Yan Ye stretched out his arms, he saw Bahamut's two small claws constantly grabbing the air in front of him.

Although Bahamut looks very cute now, but when Yan Ye saw Bahamut open his mouth again, revealing two tiger teeth, he decisively let go of his hand——

Then Yan Ye saw that Bahamut rushed directly towards him, almost biting him again.

"." I said, you Nizi should be gentle."

"The concubine uses her mouth!"

"Is there a difference..."

"Yes! The concubine will bite off your shit next time!"

"hiss--"

Inexplicably feeling the coldness of Yan Ye, he subconsciously clamped his pair of tui, looked at Bahamut with a pained face, and said, "The most poisonous thing is the heart of a woman."

Originally, it was just to ridicule Bahamut's words, but for some reason, Bahamut was stunned after hearing Yan Ye's words.

Then Bahamut lowered his head and made a contemplative look, and kept muttering the words "Women?".

Finally, Bahamut raised his head, looked at Yan Ye, showed a shy expression, and said, "That... Ye... Actually... the concubine has—"

"Nonsense, you, you just gained weight, okay?"

"..., if I don't kill you today, I don't have a surname!"

"Fuck you, you don't have a surname, okay?"

(PS: Old Roll 5 is really fun, I want to charge... um... stand-alone games...).

1712. It's just a frolic between husband and wife

Makes a mess.

Although there are no chickens and no dogs, there is only a dragon.

But in the end, the commotion was over, and the topic returned to that table of dishes again.

Sitting across from Bahamut, looking at Bahamut's expression of "feed my mother quickly", Yan Ye, for the sake of his own safety, did not use chopsticks but took out one from the package. A silver needle.

Ah, don't get me wrong.

The purpose of taking out this silver needle is not to test the poison or something, but to see if the silver needle will be melted directly if it is put in.

The dark dishes that can be seen at a glance are not scary. The scary thing is that they have all the color and fragrance, but they have no taste.

This is what Yan Ye is afraid of. He doesn't want to go to hell for a day trip now.

So I carefully took out the silver needle, carefully cha into the dish, and then——

Bahamut directly picked up the plate and shoved the vegetable into Yan Ye's mouth.

"Ah... I'm going to die..." With his mouth full of vegetables, muttering Yan Ye made an expression as if he was about to go to Huangquan, stretched out his hand to press his heart, and took his last breath, grabbing Holding Bahamut's hand, he opened his mouth and said, "This...this is my last wish after the 390s...Xiao Ha, you...go and tell my student Paqiuli-- "

"Why are you telling your students! Concubine! You ungrateful bastard!"

Then--

If Bahamut's vegetables caused 10% damage to Yan Ye, then she is now shaking Yan Ye's action, causing 100% damage to Yan Ye.

Are you going to die if you keep hitting it lightly?

However, Yan Ye, who made a rushing action and lay on the ground ready to burp, but after lying down for a while, chewed the food in his mouth, showing a slightly surprised expression.

He sat up straight from the ground, picked up his chopsticks, picked up another dish, and chewed it in his mouth—

"Um... Surprisingly good?"

It's a bit of a surprise indeed.

That pampered eldest lady, who was cooking for the first time, Yan Ye thought the taste would be earth-shattering, but it turned out to be delicious.

Could it be that Bahamut had a talent for cooking?Are you as talented as yourself?

But for Yan Ye's straightforward compliment, Bahamut folded his hands on his chest, turned his head away with a snort, and hummed without looking at Yan Ye: "Hmph, anyway, my concubine is spoiled and lazy. Miss."

"Um...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu."

"What are you doing, if you want to say--you bastard! Don't feed your concubine alone! The concubine hasn't eaten yet!"

"Uh-uh, uh-"

"You swallow what's in your mouth first."

"Well."

He swallowed the food in his mouth, picked up Yan Ye who was drinking the tea on the side, let out a light sigh, and turned to look over there, looking at Mian Qia, who was about to empty the plate and shattered his thoughts. When he reached Bahamut, Yan Ye stretched out his hand and said, "Xiao Ha, show me your hand."