My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 3: Five hundred and eighty-fifth

Hmph, of course she's going to enter the secret realm. How to find the soul of the lotus without entering the secret realm, how to get rid of them as soon as possible.

The fifth son smiled shyly at her, "I can't take a nap after going to the secret realm."

Qiao Mu:? !

Does this lord seem to be such a nap-loving person?

The fifth son saw her small eyes squinting, nodded wittily, "Then, let's talk about the situation at that time."

"Joe, Jojo, you can eat more. Is this celery not delicious?"

The little emperor said blankly, "I don't like food."

When Mr. Qin came over, he heard his fifth brother squat and paralyzed Xiaomian, "But, this, this green dish, you still have to eat and eat a little bit."

Small facial paralysis looked impatient, "Why are you so handsome

She paused and snorted, "Bring it here."

The fifth son was busy carrying the plate over.

The eldest son couldn't help but want to laugh, so he walked over and said hello, "Facial paralysis."

Small facial paralysis: Bah, you only have facial paralysis, your whole family is paralyzed.

"Those of them, what are you going to do?" She asked casually, and a pair of chopsticks moved to the side of the fish and picked it up.

Master Qin was a little funny, he reached out and picked up a pair of clean chopsticks and looked at her with his head tilted, "Facial paralysis, if you are worried about others, you have to say it straight. Don't you say, how do others know your heart?

"What do I have to worry about." The little princess stalked her head and snorted if nothing had happened.

The old man pursed his lips and smiled, "Okay, don't you worry, I'll worry about it."

"Huh."

"When we arrive at the Chilian Holy Realm tomorrow, we must stay in there for a while." The eldest son said, "At that time, let the boat take them to the destination of their trip, and then come back to pick us up. "

Small face paralysis listened to the grandson's plan, and stopped speaking.

Master Qin knew that she was relieved. He smiled and didn’t break it. He took a piece of braised fish with chopsticks and slowly sent it to the entrance. By the way, he praised, “Fifth brother, your cooking skills, more and more The better."

The fifth son of Qin was a little embarrassed to be praised, and he waved his hand quickly, "Come in, make do and eat."

Qiao Mu looked at Wu Gongzi curiously, "Did you cook it?"

The fifth son is busy nodding his head.

The little emperor gave a proud "um", a very rare admiration, "It's really good."

Qin Wu Gongzi's deer-like eyes suddenly lit up.

Duoshan sat at the dining table with a complex face, holding a white steamed bun in his hand~IndoMTL.com~ chewing without a taste, and occasionally glanced at the small face not far away.

Compared with their crude table of food, Xiaomiantan's table of chicken, duck and fish is complete, as well as dim sum and soup, which is simply too rich.

She nibbled the steamed buns like chewing wax, and glanced at the three small dishes on the table disgustingly: pickles, shredded radish, and a small dish of soy soy beans.

Speaking of which, these days are really unlucky days for her.

Since they were paralyzed and thrown into the sea on that desert island and sealed their spiritual sense and cultivation base, their successive encounters are simply beyond words.

It's really unlucky, drinking cold water can stuff your teeth!

The inner world was plundered by that bastard's paralyzed face, not to mention it, wandering tremblingly on the sea, and occasionally encountered a few corpse fish.

Fortunately, even if they lose their cultivation, they still have some self-defense tools on their bodies.

Relying on these things barely survive.