Chapter 2295 A Certain Druid: I Have Special Feeding Skills

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"What do you want?" She asked coldly, raising her knife.

"Whatever...whatever." I swallowed, my legs shaking a little.

She retracted and began to cut. Every time she made a cut, I felt as if the blade was falling on me, and I couldn't help but shudder.

Suddenly, the sound of the knife stopped, and she stuck her head out again, pointed at me with the kitchen knife that was stained with red liquid, and asked, "How much do you want?"

"One...a small plate is enough." I began to shudder. Was she hinting at something? Will I, who has a harem, finally face the end of my life?

After a while, the little maid finally brought out a plate of fruit salad, red, white, yellow, and green, mixed with white salad dressing. The color was pleasant and appetizing.

It’s not dark cuisine, it’s unscientific!

I took a bite carefully, and my face suddenly turned red, white, yellow, and green. It turns out...that's it, this little maid finally made a breakthrough in her cooking skills and could make dark dishes look good.

Someone come and save me. I looked up at Princess Sanwu and suddenly found that the kitchen knife was still in her hand. The most important thing was that her upper body seemed calm. Under the heel-length maid skirt, I clearly knew Feeling her moving her toes secretly, Princess Kick came towards me and hit me on the forehead.

So, I silently picked up the spoon that I had put down and ate it with tears in my eyes.

"Hey, has Little Jasmine prepared breakfast for the adults? It's really strange." At this moment, Vilas, who was very shy just now, appeared, looked at me in surprise, and then looked at Sarah in front of me. Smile reassuringly.

"Little Jasmine, you did a good job. You should get along well with the adults."

No, I can't play with her anymore!

With fruit stuffed in my mouth, I stretched out my hand to Vilas's departing figure without tears, like a drowning person about to sink.

"A lot of breakfast has been prepared. Since little Jasmine has made it for the adults alone... Why don't you send some to Sister Angelil?"

Don't abandon me! ! !

I burst into tears. Suddenly at this moment, a golden light appeared, a small golden-haired animal, a reserve of dry food, and a dead dog. For some reason, he chose to come to the elves with us this time. At this time, it was holding its dog bowl with fragrant grilled fish on it, happily preparing to find a place to feast. When passing by, it didn't forget to cast a look of contempt at me.

You are the one!

I roared in my heart and suddenly shouted: "Eliya, give this dead dog some color when you get a chance!"

Shocked to hear the name of the enemy. The dead dog's body shook violently, and the dog bowl it was holding in its mouth fell. It immediately lowered its four short legs, looked around with a grin on its face, and made a threatening sound.

It's now!

With lightning speed, I pounced on the dead dog with the fruit salad in my hand. By the time it reacted, it was already too late. I spread the fruit salad all over the grilled fish. Then he sat down, patted the dog's head and smiled without saying a word.

"Leona, Vilas just said that we should love each other and get along well. Look, let's share delicious food together."

Leona stared blankly at her beloved grilled fish that was messed up by the fruit salad. A pair of beady eyes were barely exposed from the golden curly hair, and with apocalyptic horror, she used her little dog nose to sniff the grilled fish. The look of fear in her eyes deepened, as if she was still unwilling to accept the reality. She tried her best to open her mouth and took a bite on the grilled fish with fruit salad.

The mixed flavors in her mouth turned the panic and disbelief in Leona's heart into boundless anger. She raised her head and roared with a roar, her eyes flashing fiercely, and she fiercely bit the damned Druid in front of her.

A battle between man and dog immediately started. The whole living room was filled with chaos and smoke. Many furnitures were staggered. The furniture that could be placed in the Crystal Tree naturally could not be ordinary goods. Every piece of it could almost tell the story. A long history and infinite feelings.

After all, a dead dog has a broken pattern. With my physical advantage, I quickly pinched the flesh of the back of its neck, picked it up, and let its four short legs dance wildly without even thinking of hurting me.

"Hey hey hey, grilled fish with fruit salad, why don't you take a bite?" I smiled sinisterly, like a villain. I was about to stuff the grilled fish in the dog bowl into the dead dog's open mouth, and suddenly turned around, I saw Princess Sanwu right in front of me.

Her face was expressionless, but her trembling body and calves had exposed the fact that she was angry inside. She was going to suffer. She just took advantage of trapping the dog to death, but forgot that the real owner was still there.

It fully proves the saying that when a mantis stalks a cicada, the oriole follows behind. Princess Sanwu’s princess kick responded to the situation and landed accurately on my calf.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh can i can and can you are!"

Willas hummed a beautiful prairie tune and carefully held a plate of delicious pastries in her hands as she came back from Angelil.

"Humph~~~~ I made too much breakfast and gave it to Sister Angelil. Unexpectedly, she was also ready. I received a gift in return from her. How do you make this kind of pastry? I have never done it before. I’ve seen it before. It must be a special recipe unique to the Angel Clan. I’m really looking forward to it. I can’t wait to go back and let the adults have a try. If the adults like it, you can try to reverse the recipe based on the taste and ingredients to see if you can. The cooking is as delicious as Sister Angele’s, hee hee.”

As she thought about it, this dog-like girl couldn't help but laugh happily. There seemed to be a dog's tail wagging happily behind her, as if she was holding a bone in her mouth and couldn't wait to get it. The puppy rushed back to share with its owner.

"Sir, I'm back, and I've brought delicious food... Huh?" After returning home, Vilas's voice turned into an exclamation as soon as she heard it.

A fierce battle was taking place in the messy hall. A certain druid was sitting on an overturned chair, forcing his Sanwu maid to lie down on his lap, and spanking her buttocks with his hands. A golden pug. Then he took the opportunity to bite a certain druid's calf, which happened to be the sore spot where the princess kicked him just now. The pain became more painful and the injury became more painful. The certain druid screamed and could no longer care about hitting the little maid. The buttocks were grabbed hard. With one swing, he threw away the calf killer under his feet.

"Oh!" Leona roared angrily. As a dragon princess, she naturally inherited the basic characteristics of all giant dragons, which is to hold grudges. That damn shameless, despicable little druid wanted to do this. Just throw her away? There are no doors!

then. Leona rolled a few times in mid-air, like a kung fu superstar. When her hind legs hit an obstacle, she kicked hard. Suddenly, her body flying upside down took advantage of this force, and it was like a ball. The sharp arrow that came off the string rushed forward again.

only. The obstacle he was pushing against was a bit unstable. He seemed to have fallen over as soon as he pushed against it. Otherwise, his speed could be doubled.

Leona, who was facing the enemy, couldn't think about that much, and it was impossible to turn around and take a look at what she had knocked down. She yelled and rejoined the battlefield. He bit the evil druid's calf, vowing to become a professional calf killer.

Just biting and biting, she suddenly realized that something was wrong. Why did this bastard Druid seem to have given up resistance and was indifferent to his terrifying sharp teeth that would cause pain to anyone he bit.

The vindictive Leona was afraid that this was a trick, so she still refused to let go, but her beady eyes raised.

Huh. What is this idiot Druid doing? Not only that, but also little Jasmine.

If it was just a stupid druid in a daze, Leona would definitely not be fooled. But if even little Jasmine is the same, it means that the situation has changed.

So, she reluctantly let go of her mouth, raised her head, looked at the two dumbfounded people in front of her, and then turned her head to look in the direction of the door, following their gazes.

At this sight, Leona's curly hair suddenly stood up, as if she was electrocuted. If the destruction of the grilled fish was the end of the world for her, then the scene in front of her should be the end of the universe.

Veras stood at the door with her hands in front of her chest, as if she was holding the air. A round tray that was supposed to be held in her hands fell to her feet, and the cakes on the floor were scattered and broken. Because it was as sticky as cake, some of it landed on Willas's head, face, and clothes, turning the little dog into a Dalmatian... no, a pastry dog.

Why did Vilas become like this, and who is the culprit? Leona figured it out almost in an instant. If she had just used her strength to kick, could it have happened to hit the tray in Vera's hand, knocking over the tray and all the pastries on it?

Although Leona wanted to deny this fact, the eyes of the crowd were sharp. In addition, there was also the presence of Vilas, the torturer, which meant that there were both human and material evidence, so she couldn't rely on it even if she wanted to.

My grilled fish... stuff pissed off Vilas. She won't cook grilled fish for me anymore. What should I do? Oh my god, no!

Leona cried out in pain, but she soon discovered that grilling fish was the next best thing. The biggest question now was whether she would survive until later.

Willas stared blankly at the air in her hand, as if the plate was still on it. Finally, she lowered her head blankly, looking at the tray on the floor and the sprinkled pastries. She was too surprised and was stunned for several beats. Nerves finally connect everything that happened before.

The adult was playing around with little Jasmine and Leona, and then Leona kicked down the pastry that she was looking forward to giving the adult a taste of.

The answer is that simple, but within the simplicity, there is something profound.

Veras squatted down without saying a word, picked up the tray, and then picked up the cakes scattered on the ground one by one. Most of these cakes were broken and covered with dust. They were definitely inedible.

During this process, the three of us kept silent, like prisoners on the execution ground. Every little move of Vilas made our hearts tremble.

After cleaning up the ground, Willas stood up with her head lowered. Her face could not be seen, which made it even more terrifying.

"Sir, little Jasmine, Leona."

"Yes!" The three of us stood at attention.

"I have been saying for a long time that food cannot be wasted."

"Yes...yes, I did say that." Three eyes fell on the cakes covered with mud. If we could be forgiven just by eating these, we would definitely do so without hesitation. Do.

However, no matter how angry she was, she was still a kind-hearted Vilas. There was no way we were allowed to eat these pastries, and knowing this made me even more scared.

Finally, Vilas raised her head, and her dark eyes hidden by her bangs were finally revealed, with tears rolling in them, and she murmured in a choked voice.

"Original...originally I wanted you to have a taste..."

"Originally... I wanted to let the adults eat pastries with new flavors."

"Originally I wanted to... I wanted to make more food that adults like to eat."

"I originally thought I could eat it happily with the adults... and the adults."

"Originally I wanted to...want to see the adults greedy and happy...happy..."

Yuan Yuan, who was crying with choked voices, said it, which cut my heart like a knife. This considerate and lovely little wife thinks of me wholeheartedly, with me as the center, and everything she does revolves around me. However, I ruthlessly shattered her little expectations, although the culprit was not I.

suddenly. The expressions of the three people changed drastically because they saw Vilas murmuring these words. They lowered their heads again and held the tray with one hand, while the other hand reached behind the waist.

Wrong... you can't be wrong, this is an action to get the pan! ! !

We who have been scorched by pans many times have already learned our lesson. He was particularly sensitive to Veras's movements when taking out the pan. When he saw her doing it, he was immediately frightened.

My life is at an end!

No, I think we can still save it. Veras is so happy and looking forward to it, doesn’t she just want me to taste these pastries? I can understand the feeling of having my joy and expectation shattered, but how about making up for it soon?

In the nick of time. This druid is quick to become wise, and his IQ is explosive.

"Wait a minute, Vilas!"

Wait a minute, Ziwei, I’m Kong Erkang!

Willas stretched out her little hand behind her back and paused, but she didn't give up. It didn't matter. That's enough.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, I strode forward and with fearless spirit came to Vilas, who was about to turn black, and reached out to lift her chin. Look carefully at her cat face with pastry stuck on it.

Then, he reached out and lightly touched her face, rubbed the pastry on her fingertips, and put it into her mouth.

"Well, the rose-flavored pastry must have been made by Angelie's sister-in-law." From the taste, I immediately judged the identity of the maker, because Kajiel likes the taste of roses the most, remembering Carlos's Rose candy... Let’s not talk about it anymore. The guy promised to teach me his craft, but he hasn’t fulfilled it yet.

"Hmm..." Regarding my sudden move, Vilas was at a loss as to what to do. She was dumbfounded and nodded subconsciously.

"It tastes good. It is indeed the special craftsmanship of the angel tribe." I smeared it a few more times and ate it until all the pastries on Willas's face were completely eaten.

"Sir...what are you...doing?" Vilas, who had been slow for several beats, finally responded slowly and let out a startled cry.

"Eat cakes." I said matter-of-factly. Looking at the cakes stuck to my hair, I simply leaned in, kissed and licked her black hair.

"Woo!" The little dog immediately trembled as if frightened, and his face began to blush slowly.

"Oh oh oh, this is the smell of jasmine, um, and chrysanthemum. It seems that Sister-in-law Angelil has put a lot of effort into breakfast. Kajiel is really lucky."

Eating...no, licking, I actually licked it. The delicious pastries, mixed with the faint fragrance of Veras's hair, are much more delicious than eating them directly on the tray. It's just like I am enjoying the feast of pastries and vilas at the same time, huh huh.

"No... no, sir, the pastry is already... dirty." Vilas's pretty face turned red and she wanted to push me away to prevent me from licking her hair again, but her strength was very weak. I am so shy that I am weak. Ha, what a shy and cute little dog.

I ignored her words, and hurriedly spread a small piece of pastry stuck to Willas's neck on my fingertips, and then stretched it to her mouth.

"Come on, ah~~~ You also have a taste. Didn't we agree to taste it together? I can't eat it alone."

"Ah~~~" The little dog Veras heard the words and obediently opened her soft lips to let my fingers enter. Then, the shy little tongue inside gently slid over the fingertips and gently touched them. The package sucked.

"Is it tasty?"

"Hmm~~" Vilas nodded in response, her face already so red that it was almost bleeding.

"Really?" I snickered, but the fingers that I put into her mouth were unwilling to leave. I kept teasing the shy and petite tongue inside, making Willas's eyes well up with tears of embarrassment, and she opened her lips, hoping I was able to pull my fingers out, but I couldn't do what she wanted, and instead teased her even more vigorously.

"Woo~~~Woooo~~~" Vilas was shaky and was about to faint from embarrassment. Seeing this, I reluctantly pulled out my fingers. It was such a comfortable and fascinating place, just Just put your fingers in, huh huh.

"I... I'm going to take a shower... Wu~~~" Barely maintaining the last bit of consciousness, Vilas pushed me away and ran to the bathroom, forgetting to put down the tray in her hand first. It was really A confused little maid...

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