Star Chef, She Can Be Salty Or Sweet - Chapter 841
Chapter 841: The dumpling got into trouble again
Chapter 841 The dumpling gets into trouble again
Dumpling is not afraid of her beating her ass, she wants to run with the flap of her little wings.
As a result, there is another sentence in brief, “After beating the ass, I will throw you to the rabbit father Rua!”
Now the dumpling dare not run away. The overlords in the family are not afraid of any of them, but the rogue rabbit who likes rua them is really afraid.
The sweater has been taken off by Rua twice. It really doesn’t want to take it off a third time.
But, this thing is really delicious, it doesn’t want to give it to me?
If you don’t give it, you will face being taken off by Rua, which is more important, he needs to think about it.
“Have you heard that, bring it to me.”
The brief urge interrupted Tuanzi’s thinking.
“Squeak——”
Can I not give it?
Poorly yelled at Jian Yan, and the **** eyes of the dumplings were full of expectation.
Food is as important as a sweater. It doesn’t want to give up any of it. It really likes this food. The taste is too sour and refreshing.
In short, “····?!!!”
So, did the dumplings fall in love with sour bamboo shoots? ! ! !
“Do you like this sour bamboo shoot?”
“Squeak–”
I like it, it tastes too good.
Not only it likes it, but its younger brothers and sisters also like it.
Otherwise, I wouldn’t be overwhelmed by the temptation of the smell in the middle of the night, so I sneaked out and ran to the kitchen to pick up a can.
A group of dumplings squeaked, even the red hair that grows fatter and fluffy followed by squeaking, holding two paws to her without a teacher.
In short, “···”
It’s so cute that a group of hair dumplings looked at her eagerly.
is so cute that she can’t stand it at all, she can only—
“Okay, I’ll give you this jar, but I won’t be allowed to bring it to my room next time. It tastes too strong.”
Speaking, she turned on the indoor air circulation system, the curtains and windows opened automatically, and the fresh air poured in before she lifted the quilt and got out of the bed to go to the bathroom to freshen up.
Then she went out of the bathroom and sat in front of the makeup stool in front of the dressing table to start skin care.
A lipstick fell off, and she bent over to pick it up. When she was about to get up, she found that there was something wrong under the dressing table. She had enough hands to get a mass of white hair.
The soft, fluffy white hair object is only the size of her palm, covered with fine white fluff, and it feels very good.
Yeah, this thing is a bit familiar.
put it under her nose and sniffed it. There was no smell. She pulled away the fluff and looked at it, and was surprised to find that it was actually a piece of hardened but not smelly tofu.
In short, “···”
She dragged the white-haired tofu and turned to look at the dumplings. When she noticed that the dumplings she was looking at saw the tofu in her hand, she turned around with a guilty conscience and turned her **** and tail at her.
Very good, the dumpling is good.
Ten minutes later, I found a lot of short notes about hairy food from the bedroom and cloakroom, carried the dumplings into the arms of the housekeeper’s grandfather, and exclaimed, “Grandpa, set a locator for the dumplings.”
With a locator, she can check the daily trajectory of the group.
I don’t believe it so that it can hide food everywhere quietly.
“Um?”
The housekeeper grandfather looked at the unlovable Mao Tuanzi in his arms with a dazed expression, and then looked at a brief statement that looked angry, and said warmly, “Duanzi got into trouble again?”
“It hides food everywhere.”
I thought of looking through the bedroom and cloakroom to find all kinds of food that were hardened, but were not spoiled, rotten, and smelly, only growing white hair. In short, I was too angry to carry the dumplings and give them a fattening.
(End of this chapter)