kiss the beast world

Chapter 517 I Like To Bite You
Wen Yue is really tired, and really doesn't want to eat, and really can't put it down, but, the pretty handsome face opposite, seems to have a faint frost falling...

All right, then, just take a small bite, just a small bite.

however.

When she swallowed a mouthful of "poisoned chicken leg" with great difficulty, and was about to reject the remaining poison, the patriarch suddenly lowered his eyes sadly, with a slightly sad voice:
"Yue'er, is it because my cooking is not as delicious as mother's, so you don't like it?"

Wen Yue just took a sip of the soup he was feeding, and hearing it, she almost couldn't help spraying him in the face.

No!

Who said just now that it's just a taste, if you really don't like it, you'll finish it for yourself?

Is it the air, or an auditory hallucination?

Little Xingxing: "..." I'm just a light bulb, please treat me as transparent.

"No, I like it very much." Wen Yue forced a smile with difficulty.

"You're reluctant." Lang Ye sighed and put down the drumstick.

"I do not have."

"You have."

"No."

"Have."

"Okay, if you say yes, there will be."

"..."

Lang Ye thought that Wen Yue would say a few more words, but he never thought that this time, she admitted her thoughts so quickly, which was a bit unexpected.

next second!
Under Wen Yue's shocked, incredulous, and unbelievable eyes, the patriarch actually enjoyed it, one bite, two bites, three bites... wiped out all the chicken legs she had eaten!

Just kidding!
Doesn't this guy have a serious cleanliness obsession? On weekdays, he doesn't even look at things that others have touched, let alone open his golden mouth to eat things that others have eaten! !

Could it be that the fever burned out the brain?

"Little Patriarch?"

Wen Yue stretched out her hand and pinched the handsome face opposite, um... a bit cold, but very flexible, he was right.

"Well, what's the matter, do you suddenly want to eat chicken drumsticks again? I'll pinch them for you right away." Lang Ye didn't care at all about the messy little paw on his face, he picked up the chopsticks and was about to pick up another chicken drumstick.

do not!

"No, no, I don't want to eat." Wen Yue quickly grabbed his hand.

Lang Ye looked at her suspiciously, but saw that she pointed to the plate of shiitake mushrooms and chicken on the table, and said to herself with a coquettish smile:
"Little patriarch, I want to eat that mushroom, and the fish over there."

The clear and pleasant voice is extremely pleasant, and her bright and pure eyes are shining. In addition, her charming and beautiful demeanor when she is acting like a baby at the moment, is always pulling the heart of the patriarch.

At this moment, Lang Ye just wants to bite her hard!
So, thinking so, he did it.

"It hurts, it hurts, let go, believe it or not, I'll hit you!"

Wen Yue almost wanted to slap her slippers on her. This mentally retarded big stupid wolf had already seen him stretch out his chopsticks, ready to pick up mushrooms, but for some reason, he suddenly convulsed and rushed towards her and bit her face!

Not pro!
It’s really biting, and it’s still biting hard, it hurts, sir! !
"like."

Lang Ye opened his mouth with his ears pulled, and spoke softly with a silly smile on his face.

"I like you, uncle, I'm mad at you!"

Wen Yue carefully touched her face, it hurt so much, a piece of flesh protruded, it's over, it's over, it must be a tooth mark, a wolf tooth mark!
Looking at the rapidly red and swollen tooth marks on the beauty's face, Lang Ye was very satisfied with his masterpiece, and the slightly cold corners of his mouth curled into a sly smile that succeeded.

She is his, no one can covet her, no matter if it is Ying Li or Yan Jun, no one can!
a meal.

It was all because of Wen Yue's complaints that sometimes she disliked this bad taste, and sometimes she hated that bad taste, and when it was too slow and too slow, and too fast and too fast, the curtain came to an end.

As for Lang Ye, he didn't eat half of his meal, enjoying the whole process of pain and happiness, the pleasure of being tortured.

When Wen Yue took a bath and returned to the bed in the inner room in her nightgown, Lang Ye was still cleaning up the dishes outside. She didn't feel sorry for him at all.

Looking in the mirror just now, she really had tooth marks on her face, not shallow, but also deep enough to bleed, it won't get better after two or three days!

"Yue'er, come, eat some fruit." A slightly cold and slightly magnetic voice fell, and a plate of cleaned red fruits was handed to Wen Yue.

Wen Yueqi snorted and took it with one hand, picked one up and ate it on her own, completely ignoring Wolf Ye who sat by the bed and looked at her with a flattering smile.

until……

"Why are you sitting here? Why don't you eat or take a shower? Do you not want to sleep tonight?" Wen Yue glanced at him lightly.

People who do wrong things should eat cold food, it is best that the food has been frozen into ice cubes, let you bite your aunt's face, bite the ice cubes!
"I'm not hungry." Lang Ye shook his head.

After saying that, he sat motionless by the bed, but his eyes seemed to be a little bit wrong, and he kept staring at Wen Yue, the other side of her face that was not bitten...

"What are you looking at, go take a shower if you're not hungry!"

Wen Yue's heart skipped a beat, and a bad sixth sense arose, and she hurriedly covered the other side of her face and chased away angrily.

"Oh, good." Langye put away his scorching eyes, got up and walked out of the room, took his nightgown and went to the bathroom in the cubicle.

After a while.

When he came out of the shower, Wen Yue had already fallen asleep on the inner side of the bed.

"Moon?"

Langye went to bed lightly, he knew she was not asleep, but just pretending to be asleep.

"Yue'er, I have something to ask you."

Lang Ye carefully hugged her body, and turned her whole body to him, her eyelashes moved slightly for a moment, and the moment she turned around, the corners of Lang Ye's mouth slightly raised.

He wants to see, how long can she pretend?
"Moon?"

With the sound of her slightly cold lips falling on Wen Yue's forehead, she didn't wake up. The next second, when it fell on her eyes, her eyelashes trembled slightly, but she didn't wake up either.

The light kiss fell on the nose, the left cheek, the right cheek, and she didn't wake up.

I'm very calm~

Lang Ye smiled silently, and began to slowly approach her bright red lips, which were tempting to taste all the time, and his warm breath was getting closer...

"Ask what you want to ask quickly. I'm going to sleep after asking." Wen Yue opened her eyes with a "swish" and put her fingers together to block the cold lips that he was about to reach by a few centimeters.

Lang Ye smiled and pinched her face, and when she was about to kick him off the bed in anger, he hugged her tightly and said softly, "Do you want to ask about the rice tonight?"

"Yeah." Wen Yue nodded.

The rice stored in the storage cave is intended to be kept after the heavy snow season, used to raise seedlings, and planted on the terraced mountains. It is agreed to keep it as seeds and not eat it.

"The rice is not the rice in the storage cave."

Lang Ye touched Wen Yuexiu's hair with pity, kissed her forehead, and said softly, "It's the batch you gave to the clansmen last time to teach them how to cook, and they ate it for the first time."

"Those, haven't everyone already eaten?"

(End of this chapter)