The demon king who was killed by me came to seek revenge on me

Cen Chu looked at Al in front of him, knelt down on one knee, his eyes were gentle, and he held his hand very cherishingly. If it was matched with a ring at this time, and then replaced with the line of marriage proposal, then this would be a completely useless A marriage proposal scene with a sense of disobedience.

Meeting Al's eyes with pure concern, Cen Chu suddenly felt as if his face was burning on fire. Facing his question, Cen Chu originally wanted to answer "it's much better", but he was about to say something. At the moment of exiting, he unexpectedly said another completely opposite answer.

"It still hurts a little." After he finished speaking, even he himself felt that it was too hypocritical, so he buried half of his face in his knees in shame, and used the remaining half to quietly observe Al's movements.

Aier didn't think as much as he thought, he lightly stroked the back of Cen Chu's hand, and hesitated, "Should I take you to show Mu Jiajia again?"

Just kidding, how could he agree, Cen Chu immediately shook his head and refused: "No, it will be fine soon, there is no need to bother him with such a small injury."

"Then let me blow it up for you again?"

"Okay." After Cen Chu said this word with great shame, he felt completely shameless and used his other good hand to cover his face, but one hand couldn't cover his face at all, and in the end he completely became a To cover up.

Now he could be absolutely sure of the fact that Al was really pampering him.

After a while, Al didn't hear Cen Chu's voice, so he raised his head in confusion, and what he saw was his cheeks that were as red as if they were about to bleed.

"What's wrong?" He reached out his hand to Cen Chu's cheek, the temperature of his hand made his face that had just calmed down immediately become serious again, "The temperature is so high, are you sick again?"

"No, no," Cen Chu quickly waved his hands, "It's just a little hot, and it will be fine after a while."

Ai Er seemed a little hesitant, but still believed Cen Chu's words, and did not insist on sending him to see Mu Jiajia.He stood up and held out his hand to Cen Chu.

It took him a long time before he realized that Ai Er was going to pull himself up, which immediately made Cen Chu feel even more embarrassed.He wanted to open his mouth to refuse, but he couldn't find the right language to say it out. He opened and closed his mouth. In the end, he chose to obey his inner thoughts under Al's confused expression, and put his hand In the palm of Al's hand, he stood up following his strength.

In order to avoid his unilateral shame, Cen Chu lowered his head and said, "I'll make breakfast."

After finishing speaking, he was about to go to the outer door. Al looked at his back: "But it's past breakfast time now."

Hearing this, Cen Chu paused, and said, "Then make lunch." Then, without looking back, he quickened his pace and walked out. The moment he was about to open the door, Al remembered that his hand was still holding Injury, Mu Jiajia also explained yesterday that he should rest well and not touch the water.

Cen Chu was about to turn the doorknob, when Ai Er appeared behind him without warning, reached out and pressed the door panel: "Don't cook."

Realizing that his whole body was shrouded in Al's breath, he tensed up all of a sudden, and even his breathing became cautious. He tried to pull the door, but he couldn't pull it at all. It seems that Al I used a lot of strength.

He finally resigned himself to rubbing his hot face with the back of his hand, then turned around, still lowered his head, looked at his toes and said to Al: "Do you have a bad appetite today? You didn't eat breakfast, and you don't want to eat lunch. ?"

Al didn't want to look at the top of his head and talk to him, so he reached out and lifted Cen Chu's chin until he looked at himself, then said: "Your hand is injured, don't go to the kitchen until it heals."

Cen Chu felt his heart was hit by something again, ah, what should I do, the temperature that just dissipated came back up again.

"Well...I see, but, what shall we eat while I'm recovering?"

"Last night's steak, or something else, do you have anything you want to eat?"

Why Al spoils himself so much is so strange and abnormal, but he is so happy.

Maybe people are dissatisfied. After knowing that Al is targeting him, he actually wants to know how far he will spoil him?

Just... a little test.

"I don't want to eat the steak from last night, or anything else, I just want to eat something made in the castle's kitchen." After saying these probing words on the verge of death, Cen Chu was terribly nervous, and even From an angle that Al couldn't see, he secretly wiped the sweat from his palms.

In fact, he regretted it after he finished speaking, and wished he could slap himself to death before he spoke.

When he said these words, he not only showed his willfulness, but also expressed his desire to have the devil cook for him.

It wasn't until then that he realized that it seemed like he'd been around Al for too long, that he'd been too nice to himself, and he'd swelled up as a result.

As a result, Al's answer made him even more swollen.

"Well, although you can ask Sidis to find someone to do it for you, I don't like letting others enter this castle again." Apparently, Daya's 'confession' to Cen Chu still makes Al still hard to let go, and at the same time, he still feels sorry for him. All those who might snatch away Cen Chu became hostile. Of course, his hostility was not obvious, and naturally, Cen Chu didn't see it.

"So?" Cen Chu looked at Al with a surprised expression, thinking that it might not be what he thought.

"I'll go and make it for you."

When Cen Chu heard it, his eyes widened in surprise, and at the same time he shouted in his heart: I will really swell if you do this!

The author has something to say: Daily burden reduction for your wallet series 233333

Well, it’s actually a bit of a calf, I’m going to school tomorrow, and it’s foreseeable that the update time in the future should be stable before twelve o’clock, probably.

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