Fairy dream Ye Luoli's Kong Xi

Shi Xi looked down at the dolls piled up in front of him and at his feet, and his blood pressure soared again because he felt better after seeing the little tabby cat Hualing.

Soaring is back to Soaring, the doll still has to be picked up by oneself, Shi Xi bent down and picked it up resignedly.

Picking up the scattered dolls at his feet, holding them in his hands, walking and picking them up all the way, in the end, he couldn't take them down when he picked them up, so he barely made the space around him vacant.

the other side.

"A Bing, A Bing, where are you, where is your mirror? Have you brought it with you? Is there a lot of flour on my face?"

After hanging up the phone, Hua Ling hurriedly searched for Han Bingjing among the various materials in front of her.

"Here, Lingling—"

Hearing Hualing's eager cry, Han Bingjing stretched out her hand among the ingredients, beckoned, and then used ice to melt into an ice mirror.

"Bing——Bingbing, hahaha... Ah Bing, why are you becoming a little cat?"

Hualing turned sideways and saw Han Bingjing, whose face was covered in powder of various colors.

There are three beards drawn on the left and right sides of the face, the colors are still different, red orange yellow, blue blue purple, and even a perfect black spot on the nose.

It looks more like a cat than Hua Ling.

Yan Jue, who is the culprit: ...

Hearing Hua Ling's words, Yan Jue realized that something was wrong, and it was too late to stop him. He glanced at Han Bingjing, who hadn't realized what was happening, and slowly moved to the side step by step. zone.

next second...

"Yan Jue——!!! Are you sick?!"

Hearing Hua Ling's words, Han Bingjing pointed the ice mirror in her hand at herself to see her appearance clearly.

Han Bingjing on the surface: ...

1 speechless.

Inner OS: Don't say it, it's pretty good-looking and cute.

But what about so many people watching?Is she shameless?

Han Bingjing let out a roar, picked up the rolling pin in her hand, and started chasing "Yan·Tiao·Pi·Jue·Fox·Beaver".

"A Bing—A Bing, I was wrong, don't slap me in the face, oh~~—Don't slap me in the face, A Bing, I was wrong, don't slap me in the face, I still have to rely on my face to grab Xibao ?”

Yan Jue was chased by Han Bingjing and fled around. While chasing, he had to pay attention to knocking down ingredients and meeting those unskilled dark killers who were making things.

In case they are the killers of dark cooking, because of one of their own careless collisions, they put too much or too little material in their hands, and the things they made that can’t be seen at all are even more unreadable.

"Yan Jue, you still have the nerve to say that you want to rob Xixi with your face. When you painted my face, did you ever think that I would rob Xixi with your face?"

Regarding Yan Jue's wailing, although Han Bingjing spoke harshly, she was still a duplicity person and did not hit Yan Jue in the face.

The others looked at the two who were chasing, shook their heads, and continued to work, looking at the "four different images" in their hands with satisfaction.

This scene will be played out from time to time, they are used to it, Yan Jue always wants to tease the ice princess from time to time, and he is also a person who remembers eating but not beating.

After being beaten, I still won't have a long memory, and it won't be long before I have to tease...

Hua Ling looked at the ice mirror that fell in the air, took two steps forward, caught the ice mirror, saw her appearance clearly inside, and breathed a sigh of relief.

It's okay, she doesn't have Ah Bing's smugness, but has "a little bit" of flour. Compared with Ah Bing, she is considered good.

……