Chapter 1112: 1112
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Murong Sheng doesn't even look at Guan Huang, or that is to say, he has done something bad and feels guilty, so he doesn't dare to look at him at all. His eyes stare at the grilled fish in front of him with great concern. He seems to be very serious, expecting the fish to cook quickly.
No matter how sharp shangguanhuang's eyes fell on murongsheng, murongsheng didn't seem to feel it. He didn't look at guanhuang more.
It's like the fish in front of him is full of attraction, which makes murongsheng unable to separate his mind from other things.
Shangguanhuang's face is gloomy. He looks at murongsheng. No matter what, he will not look at himself. His eyes have to fall on his clothes. Looking at the large stains on the clothes, shangguanhuang's mouth draws.
He turned his head back without expression, quietly baked the things in his hands, and flipped them from time to time.
Murongsheng was a little relieved. His eyes fell on shangguanhuang's hand and his mouth turned: "I said, when can I eat it when you bake it like this?"
Shangguanhuang didn't look at murongsheng. He handed the chicken in his hand to murongsheng: "come on."
Murongsheng takes a look at shangguanhuang and laughs twice. He reaches out his hand and pushes the chicken back to shangguanhuang.
I'm kidding.
If you can eat what others bake, who would like to cook by themselves?
She prefers to bring the food made by others to her own instead of doing everything by herself.
"You'd better come," murongsheng said with a smile to shangguanhuang, "I think your roast taste will be better, I can't, I don't have that ability."
Looking at murongsheng's flattering face in order to eat, shangguanhuang snorts coldly, but he still can't help laughing. Take back the chicken again, put it on the campfire and bake it slowly.
For a moment, the atmosphere between the two people quieted down, and no one spoke. Ear can only hear the wood in the fire, was burning crackling sound.
Murongsheng yawns and looks at the fish in front of him. Stretch a waist, twist a head to look around, look at.
It can be said that it is very desolate here. Apart from the weeds, it is a dilapidated house, which is totally different from the situation in baqizun. I can't help but ask curiously, "where is this place? Or baqizun? Why does it seem that there is no connection with baqizun? "
Shangguanhuang's eyes focused on the chicken in his hand, flipped it carefully, spilled some things that he didn't know what it was, and responded: "yes, it was made by the organ before. Later, I didn't know what happened, and all collapsed overnight. Later, it was rebuilt, but every time it was about to be finished, a huge noise would come out, and then all the houses just built would be destroyed. After several attempts, it failed. It was abandoned. No one thought about rebuilding it
Murongsheng was bored. He looked casually and asked curiously.
As a result, I heard such a strange answer to the question. I couldn't help being curious and began to care about it.
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Murong Sheng doesn't even look at Guan Huang, or that is to say, he has done something bad and feels guilty, so he doesn't dare to look at him at all. His eyes stare at the grilled fish in front of him with great concern. He seems to be very serious, expecting the fish to cook quickly.
No matter how sharp shangguanhuang's eyes fell on murongsheng, murongsheng didn't seem to feel it. He didn't look at guanhuang more.
It's like the fish in front of him is full of attraction, which makes murongsheng unable to separate his mind from other things.
Shangguanhuang's face is gloomy. He looks at murongsheng. No matter what, he will not look at himself. His eyes have to fall on his clothes. Looking at the large stains on the clothes, shangguanhuang's mouth draws.
He turned his head back without expression, quietly baked the things in his hands, and flipped them from time to time.
Murongsheng was a little relieved. His eyes fell on shangguanhuang's hand and his mouth turned: "I said, when can I eat it when you bake it like this?"
Shangguanhuang didn't look at murongsheng. He handed the chicken in his hand to murongsheng: "come on."
Murongsheng takes a look at shangguanhuang and laughs twice. He reaches out his hand and pushes the chicken back to shangguanhuang.
I'm kidding.
If you can eat what others bake, who would like to cook by themselves?
She prefers to bring the food made by others to her own instead of doing everything by herself.
"You'd better come," murongsheng said with a smile to shangguanhuang, "I think your roast taste will be better, I can't, I don't have that ability."
Looking at murongsheng's flattering face in order to eat, shangguanhuang snorts coldly, but he still can't help laughing. Take back the chicken again, put it on the campfire and bake it slowly.
For a moment, the atmosphere between the two people quieted down, and no one spoke. Ear can only hear the wood in the fire, was burning crackling sound.
Murongsheng yawns and looks at the fish in front of him. Stretch a waist, twist a head to look around, look at.
It can be said that it is very desolate here. Apart from the weeds, it is a dilapidated house, which is totally different from the situation in baqizun. I can't help but ask curiously, "where is this place? Or baqizun? Why does it seem that there is no connection with baqizun? "
Shangguanhuang's eyes focused on the chicken in his hand, flipped it carefully, spilled some things that he didn't know what it was, and responded: "yes, it was made by the organ before. Later, I didn't know what happened, and all collapsed overnight. Later, it was rebuilt, but every time it was about to be finished, a huge noise would come out, and then all the houses just built would be destroyed. After several attempts, it failed. It was abandoned. No one thought about rebuilding it
Murongsheng was bored. He looked casually and asked curiously.
As a result, I heard such a strange answer to the question. I couldn't help being curious and began to care about it.
Murong Sheng doesn't even look at Guan Huang, or that is to say, he has done something bad and feels guilty, so he doesn't dare to look at him at all. His eyes stare at the grilled fish in front of him with great concern. He seems to be very serious, expecting the fish to cook quickly. No matter how sharp shangguanhuang's eyes fell on murongsheng, murongsheng didn't seem to feel it. He didn't look at guanhuang more. It's like the fish in front of him is full of attraction, which makes murongsheng unable to separate his mind from other things. Shangguanhuang's face is gloomy. He looks at murongsheng. No matter what, he will not look at himself. His eyes have to fall on his clothes. Looking at the large stains on the clothes, shangguanhuang's mouth draws. He turned his head back without expression, quietly baked the things in his hands, and flipped them from time to time. Murongsheng was a little relieved. His eyes fell on shangguanhuang's hand and his mouth turned: "I said, when can I eat it when you bake it like this?" Shangguanhuang didn't look at murongsheng. He handed the chicken in his hand to murongsheng: "come on." Murongsheng takes a look at shangguanhuang and laughs twice. He reaches out his hand and pushes the chicken back to shangguanhuang. I'm kidding. If you can eat what others bake, who would like to cook by themselves? She prefers to bring the food made by others to her own instead of doing everything by herself. "You'd better come," murongsheng said with a smile to shangguanhuang, "I think your roast taste will be better, I can't, I don't have that ability." Looking at murongsheng's flattering face in order to eat, shangguanhuang snorts coldly, but he still can't help laughing. Take back the chicken again, put it on the campfire and bake it slowly. For a moment, the atmosphere between the two people quieted down, and no one spoke. Ear can only hear the wood in the fire, was burning crackling sound. Murongsheng yawns and looks at the fish in front of him. Stretch a waist, twist a head to look around, look at. It can be said that it is very desolate here. Apart from the weeds, it is a dilapidated house, which is totally different from the situation in baqizun. I can't help but ask curiously, "where is this place? Or baqizun? Why does it seem that there is no connection with baqizun? " Shangguanhuang's eyes focused on the chicken in his hand, flipped it carefully, spilled some things that he didn't know what it was, and responded: "yes, it was made by the organ before. Later, I didn't know what happened, and all collapsed overnight. Later, it was rebuilt, but every time it was about to be finished, a huge noise would come out, and then all the houses just built would be destroyed. After several attempts, it failed. It was abandoned. No one thought about rebuilding it Murongsheng was bored. He looked casually and asked curiously. As a result, I heard such a strange answer to the question. I couldn't help being curious and began to care about it.
