The Two-Faced Venerate Emperor Chapter 132: I’m so confused!

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Jimoya took a bit of interest and tasted the egg tart. Although he didn't say anything, the bright eyes were enough to make Huan Qingyan relieved.

Jimoya has eaten a lot of spiritual food, this is the first time I have seen this egg tart.

The entrance is smooth, soft, fragrant but not greasy, and the taste is gentle, which matches his taste.

He took another piece of battered bread and tasted it.

The face of the male **** who was so good-looking was so strange that he raised his brows and ate it casually.

After eating, I picked up a piece and gave it to Huan Qingyan, saying, "You have worked hard to cook, so you can eat one piece too."

Huh? The male **** took the initiative to give her something to eat?

What is the illusion of being flattered and involuntarily wanting to worship?

Huan Qingyan quickly picked it up.

"No hard work, no hard work, it is an honor for a young lady to serve the son!"

She had been busy for a day without food for her performance on the first day, and she was too hungry.

Huan Qingyan took a very big bite very happily, and heard the ancient bowl prompt in her mind, "Ding, we found special burnt food, negative spiritual food, slightly toxic..."

Immediately afterwards, Huan Qingyan felt a bitterness, like chewing cinders.

Huan Qingyan has been eating spicy, delicacies and delicacies every day, and rarely eats such unpalatable things.

Squirted out in one bite!

Spray it on Jimo Ya, who exists like a god...

If it weren't for Jimoya's alertness, he picked up an empty plate on the table that was ready to be filled with vegetable scraps and blocked his face, even his face was covered with bread crumbs!

After spraying, Huan Qingyan is confused!

Gosh, she actually sprayed a goddess?

She offended the gold master when she went to work the first day today? Does she still want this month's salary of a thousand spirit stones? Does she still want to hold the male god's thigh?

Hurry up and fix it.

Huan Qingyan took a rag from her waist and moved it to Jimoya to help him wipe the bread crumbs...

I was a little flustered in my heart, my feet were unstable, I tripped over a chair, and rushed directly on Jimoya's thigh!

I hugged Jimoya's thigh again, this long-lost thigh, no, the calf and foot I hugged last time...

Is it true this time? Thighs!

Jimoya was stiff and half-beat, and with a light wave, Huan Qingyan was like a grain of dust, which he waved away several meters away...

With a bang, the back of Huan Qingyan's head hit the wall, and there was a hot pain!

Damn, don't you just hug your thigh? As for?

Jimoya's voice is like a spring breeze, "Miss Huan, are you okay?" But his eyes are extremely indifferent, as if to say, if something happens, then immediately get out of the Nianhua Hall. Don't be a fool in the Nianhua Hall. ...

Yan Qingyan immediately shook her head and smiled, "I'm fine, what can I do? I am a three-star spiritualist, and my head is as hard as a city wall."

"That's good, it's better not to have a next time."

Suddenly, Huan Qingyan felt that this uncle's immortal appearance and elegant aristocratic breath were just his blindfold, and he was a great demon deep in his heart!

"No next time, don't worry, Lord Jimo." Next time he sprays his face, I will never go to help him wipe his face again!

Jimoya lowered his eyes and applied a cleansing technique to himself. The clothes sprayed with breadcrumbs by Huan Qingyan were all clean and smooth as new.