MTL - Never Dare to Abuse the Female Protagonist Again-Chapter 49

Chapter 49

After returning home, the two men looked at the black-eyed eyes that were still screaming.

"How do you deal with this?" When I remembered it, I used to buy the black-bone chicken that I had already processed. It was like this time, because it was too happy to sell things, I forgot it.

"Would you like to go again?" Musuo looked at the time of the Wuji chicken, and smiled. "Whoever makes you sell is so excited, forget the business!"

When the boss went to mention the black chicken, he also muttered to let the boss help.

The results were all forgotten later.

"You are not the same?" When you look at the wooden rope, "You also forgot! Auntie, or else you try?" The kitchen knife in the handle was handed to the wooden rope.

Musuo smiled charmingly. "I forgot that there is a justification!"

"Hey! Auntie is because she is old, her memory is not good, so she forgot it? This is half a legitimate reason..." said the eyebrows.

Musuo looked at the time of Joseph faintly. "Someone said to her wife and daughter to make up the chicken soup. The result is that she dismissed her wife and her stomach." The tone of Musuo is more and more resentful. "I have been watching I have forgotten this thing with my disappointing stomach... Is this a valid reason?"

It’s been smashed for a while, okay, I shouldn’t be arguing for a moment...

"Two words describe our master..." The small flower jumped to the small bone, and then slipped down, while the petals of the sliding edge kept shaking, and the tone said cheerfully, "adapted..."

Is it good to kill people? Is it necessary to make a little white rabbit that even the chicken does not dare to kill?

Wuji seems to be dissatisfied with the two people's attention is not on their own body, fluttered twice, when the time was shocked, immediately released!

Wuji stood on the table and looked at two people. When I looked at the knife and looked at the chicken on the table, I felt deeply that if there was a male creature at home, it was good, at least... at least kill the chicken...

"I think it is necessary to marry you earlier! This way, your person can help me kill the chicken. This, the girl is really a little difficult to do..."

When I looked at the feathers on my hands, "you look at it first, I will wash my hands and come out immediately..."

When I washed my hands, I found that the ropes were gone.

The chicken is gone.

"Musuo?" When the time was called, no one should.

The two small ones outside were wide open, and the black-eyed chicken, which was giggling in the hand of the wooden rope for the next second, became a stout, and the hair was all on the ground.

Wujifeng has not been messy, and has lost consciousness and become a dead chicken.

Musuo’s expression is serious, and he is treating the class enemy.

The small flower and the small bone looked at each other, needless to say, it was stimulated, and was stimulated by the words of the time.

When the time came out, I saw the black-bone chicken that had been glazed, and in the hands of the wooden rope, looking at the serious and rigorous expression of the wooden rope, the next moment would be directly opened.

"Wait a minute!" The time stopped.

When the ropes heard the sound of falling, they turned their heads and looked at them with no expression.

When I touched the tip of my nose, the expression of Musuo was not right! Is it angry? When I fell, I felt that there was a slight grievance in the eyes of the wooden cable...

Time has come over.

"Boss, I bet, when the time will say that the master is not wronged, but wants to commit suicide..." Xiaohua glanced at the expression of the time, then said to the little bone.

The little bones ran away with the little flowers before the wooden ropes caught fire.

"Musuo ~" when I smiled and looked at the wooden rope, I wrote three words in my eyes, I was wrong...

Musuo’s mood is actually a lot better when he smiles and looks at it. Now the relationship between himself and the time is not a lover. It’s normal to say it, it’s normal, you shouldn’t be so excited...

"Musuo, I am wrong. In the future, I will never mention the matter of marrying you. If you marry, marry me..." When it comes to the last sentence, it is sad and sad.

I only heard a bang, and the neck of the dead black chicken was broken once.

Xiaohua touched his neck behind the window on the second floor. Just had a feeling of cold neck, and then decisively licked the small bone standing next to him. "Boss, you are good!" If the boss does not take it away Now I have a pain in my neck!

For the first time, I felt that the thoughts of Musuo were hard to guess. What happened? It feels more serious than just now.

"Now don't open your throat, you still have to do one thing."

Musuo looked over, although his face was still gloomy, but at least did not ignore it.

It’s a sigh of relief, as long as you don’t ignore yourself, as long as you manage yourself, you will be able to squat!

When I took the black-bone chicken in the hand of Musuo, I asked, "Is there liquor in the house?"

Musuo nodded, then went in and gave the white wine.

When it comes time, take out a larger container from the kitchen and wait for the white wine.

Although Musuo did not know what to do at the time, he still took the liquor.

When I fell down against the wooden rope, I looked down. "Look at it." When the wine fell down, it ignited, and then put the black-haired chicken that had already been lighted over the fire over and over again, until it saw a slight When I was in the oil, I took it down.

"..." This time, I was not prepared to let the ropes start, I was afraid of doing things. Musuo certainly did not like to do it, so I prepared myself to open the black-bone chicken. The result was just washed twice and put down. The wooden rope came over and calmly picked up the kitchen knife.

In the next five minutes, I saw what it means to be a knife, and after a few moments, the black-bone chicken became a piece.

The time is simply shocked, "Musuo, you are definitely the best of all the bosses in the knife, the best in the knife, the most beautiful!" Time and effort to praise Musuo.

When Musuo didn't take care of it, he continued to do his own thing. It was a bit sad when he was inexplicably.

She knew she was a little spoiled.

Musuo has always been good to her, almost a pet.

It may be because she has never tried to be spoiled by others. She is shamefully addicted. As a result, Musuo just ignores her, and she feels that she has begun to feel sad.

When I was in the heart, I was a little wronged. She didn’t know what she was doing wrong!

When the wood was cut, the medicinal herbs were washed.

When it's time to open the fire, pour the oil, pour the spices into the pot, wait until the scent emerges, then pour the diced black chicken into it. After two rounds of speculation, it was confirmed that there was no smell, and the fire stopped and the black-bone chicken was filled.

At the top of the kitchen, I took a casserole that was specially used for soup. Then I put the black-bone chicken and various herbs that had been simply tasted, added a little scent, and then added water to start with a small fire. .

The kitchen is full of spices and aromas of chicken.

When I packed it up, I looked at the watch and it was very early. I didn't worry about cooking and other dishes. Let’s talk about the wooden rope first.

"Musuo ~ Auntie ~" hugged the wooden rope from behind, the wooden body was stiff, but immediately relaxed.

Holding her time, how could I miss this detail, "Boss ~ ~" continued to shout.

"Although I don't know where I am wrong, I am sure to make you angry..." The sound of the sound is small and small, and the warm breath is blowing in the ear of Musuo.

Musuo suddenly felt that his anger was meaningless, and he did not know what he was angry with.

"I have very few experiences with people, almost no one. Apart from you, I have almost no close friends." The time is really not to hope that the relationship between Musuo and himself is rigid.

When the time is different from the wooden rope, she has always been relatively straightforward. "If I have something wrong, you can tell me directly. Don't ignore me, I will be afraid."

I have to say that this trick is very useful, especially in that sentence I will be afraid, let the whole heart of Musuo.

"..." Musuo turned back and hugged. "I'm fine."

When you hear the sound of the wooden rope, you will let go of your heart, and you will not be angry.

Although there is no hope for the taste of the so-called soup, it has to be said that when the lid is uncovered, the strange taste is amazing to the wood rope.

"Give, although the stomach does not live up to expectations, but still have to drink more..." When the bowl fell, a bowl of soup was handed to the wooden rope, and smiled and snarled.

"Let's fall, do you particularly like children?" Musuo took the soup and asked.

Time and time nodded and nodded, "I feel that there are places where children will be more like home." The time is only for married families.

Musuo nodded and said that he understood. As for what you understand, then only Musuo knows it.

On the other hand, the company’s Wang Sister looked at the various documents piled up in front of her, and she was silent, and the old lady was a good secretary and could not be deaf! No!

She always thought that it was time to come and chase away the perennial clouds over the center, from the boss's haze.

As a result, it has driven away the company's haze, but its own good days are over!

"Sister Wang, how did the boss take a vacation today?" asked Xiao Li.

"Do you really think of curiosity as an instinct? Come over and review!" said Wang Jie.

"What is the boss's holiday, I don't know, but I know that if we don't complete the task, then we need a permanent vacation!"

Suddenly, Wang Sister suddenly saw an invitation.

Wang Jie took it up and wondered, "How come here?"

Wang Jie took a look at the time. "It’s actually today. It seems that I don’t see the boss today. Isn’t this expired?”

Wang Jie stopped. "I am going to send something to the boss and I will be back soon." Wang Jie shouted.

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