Blood Princess and the Knight

8~Grilled black charcoal

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The door was closed with a gust of wind. ÷san∫Let’s read ∫ books÷

Hey, my dear little Ke'er, I'm back

, how is it, how is today’s dinner going?

,It’s been a long time since I tasted your craftsmanship, I’m looking forward to seeing the aroma of the rice dyed in the Nemo River?”

Only Room 2 responded to him, and there was a sound like oil being poured into a pot, followed by

A violent bàozhà, as if a zhàyào barrel was lit

Yes, the whole room trembled, and then, the room

There were bursts of black smoke.

Ji Bai stuck his head out silently.

The kitchen was in a mess, all kinds of condiments were dumped

On the floor, the soy sauce bottle that was knocked over on the counter was still dripping.

Soy sauce, I don’t know why the kitchen knife in the knife holder

The wall was covered with pots, spoons, forks and knives scattered

Thrown on the ground, the black pot is still simmering on the stove, there are so many

The overflowing oil dripped into the stove fire and cracked out

The sparks were about to blacken the entire kitchen.

Damn it, you dare to get angry at the young lady. What crime should you deserve? What crime should you deserve? What crime should you deserve?

He was furious, and a magic spell appeared on his hand.

Ice pick, vowing to kill this person who dares to play tricks on his stove

The ice has begun to spread, and thin ice flakes

The kitchen floor has been covered with dense paving.

The girl looked at the pot churning and splattering fiercely.

Pot oil, ice pick in hand ready to go, magic spell

Conveying - stagnation, one hand, one arm to be precise

The armor blocked her release.

What are you doing? Let me go, you idiot. I haven't seen you yet.

Are you challenging the young lady by taking advantage of your family?",