The idiot shook his head and put down the washbasin in his hand. He felt that he needed to chat with the little girl and "communicate" his feelings. Poor communication is always the worst thing that hinders the development of things. A non-circulating communication can also allow the best brothers to turn against each other.

"I'll go find her."

After the idiot said something, he got up and got off the platform. He ran out of the woods, glanced at the direction where the little girl ran away, and immediately chased after him.

Mili just smiled slightly in response to this. She continued to take out the idiot's underwear from the basin and hang it on the drying. She didn't need to deal with these things, and she believed that His Majesty's handling method would definitely be more direct and convenient than what she did, right?

Facing the coolness of autumn, the clothes were hung up and gently swayed in the breeze of the forest along the branches. After Mi Li finished her housework, she also sat on the edge of the platform, looked at the woods in front of her, hummed a small song, and enjoyed this tranquility.

Yes...Silent.

It's really quiet...

This comfortable life doesn’t have to think all day long about how to avoid mother’s days. Without the threat of life, every day is so stable and happy. It would be great if this day could last forever...

Thinking of this, Mili suddenly stretched out her hand and patted her head.

What are you worried about? Of course, this kind of life will last forever. I am a dragon, Diluhagang. His Majesty is the devil, and both sides have life close to eternity. If you cannot be with you forever under such conditions, what conditions can you be with you forever?

Mili smiled, raised her head, and looked at the mottled sunlight that occasionally leaked from the leaves. After a deep breath, she stood up and clapped her hands.

"Okay, it's time to start making lunch. Well... what pastries should I prepare for today's lunch?"

Mili pear calculated with her fingers, and the crispy baked pudding series was made last week. The cake also turned over many tricks a week ago. Well... the sweet cake series? Or the sandwich pie series?

While thinking about it, Mili walked into the room. She smiled and held her fingers, thinking about what kind of snacks to use to open His Majesty's stomach today. After thinking for a while, she smiled slightly, took out a box of eggs, took out two with one hand and touched them gently, and knocked out the egg liquid in the bowl.

"Xiaobai, are you here? I'm here?"

Suddenly, a high-pitched voice of a woman came to the door outside the door. Mili was stunned and immediately entered the tree vine door, closed it, and "disappeared" from the tree house.

The door of the tree house was locked. At this point, Mili was very careful. The woman outside the door pushed the door, and sighed helplessly after finding it locked, saying, "Have you gone out? It's really not the time to come."

"Squeak squeak."

But at this moment, a gentle squeak sounded from the front of the door. Then, a little squirrel jumped to the window and lay on the glass and peered inside.

Looking around, there was indeed no one in the tree house. The little squirrel turned his eyes and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. Then, she suddenly pulled out a fighting position in front of the window, clenched her right fist and clenched it between her waist.

"Hmm? Little Squirrel, what do you want to do?"

"squeak"

With a shout, the little squirrel's fist suddenly hit the glass, but with just a touch, its fist immediately shrank back. What was unexpected was that the glass on the window broke one after another at this moment, and it was not inward, but flying outward?

The squirrel was bathed in this glass rain, and the sharp broken glass slashed through its fur, but could not cause any damage to it. After solving the glass, the little squirrel immediately jumped in and looked around. Then, he jumped onto the door and unlocked the door lock.

"Hate, isn't this good? We'll break in casually."

"Squeak, squeak."

The squirrel cried twice, and the Miss An, who was holding the little headset in her hand, stepped in like a thief. She looked at the empty room, sighed, and said, "It seems that there is nothing I can do, Xiaobai is really not here."

The squirrel squeaked twice, and then seemed at a loss. At this time, An patted his head and said, "Since the person is not here, there is nothing to do. By the way, hate, can you wait here for a while? I'll buy a piece of glass at the market."

"Squeak squeak"

"If you can't, of course you have to compensate for breaking other people's things. Xiaobai's family is not very rich, so I can't let him spend money casually. Then, please wait here for a while, and I'll come."

An put the earpiece in her hand on the table. Before she was about to turn around and leave, she seemed to think of something. She turned around and said very seriously to the little squirrel: "Do you know that you are not allowed to run out casually to harm others during my absence?"

The little squirrel snorted, shook his big tail, and seemed disdainful. After repeated reminders, An went there on his own.

In the tree house, only this little squirrel was left.

It lay on the table, lifted its paws and scratched itch, and then patted the dust on its body with its tail. It was very bored waiting here.

To be honest, it is not that it doesn't want to escape, but that it doesn't have that much strength to escape. During this period when it has never eaten hatred, its physical energy consumption is too serious, and it even feels like it is not enough to make ends meet. To put it bluntly, it is completely lazy now, and just hopes that someone can take the initiative to come up and let it absorb hatred and ask it to find it on its own like before, which is really exhausting.

She lay on the table to save her energy. At this moment, the vine door next to her slowly opened, and Hatred opened a slightly eye and glanced at her.

Diluhagang.

The little squirrel didn't say anything about this little dragon, who was less than a fraction of his age. It just stared at the black dragon and looked at her.

Mili also watched the squirrel at first, but after staring for a while, she did not express any comments. Instead, she turned around, came back to the stove and started making snacks.

Da da da da da da da da da da da da.

The sound of beating the eggs spread throughout the room, monotonous, but it seemed to contain something.

The squirrel watched the little female dragon's movements from beginning to end. When she saw her starting to refine some condensed milk and lay the foundation on the carefully crafted cream ice cream ingredients, her eyes turned, and a thought came to mind, and a sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"(Demonic) Humph, is this how you captured that human man? It's old-fashioned."

Mili ignored her, she just silently made the dessert in her hands.

However, her disregard did not mean that the hatred next to her would not mean anything. The little squirrel snorted again, and suddenly, he rushed to the cooking table and lay next to the ice cream. Before Mili could react, she stretched out her claws and grabbed it.

"ah"

Mili screamed, seeing that there was such a gap in the carefully carved ice cream. However, hatred ignored these completely. It put the ice cream in its mouth and tasted it for a while, and immediately showed a disdainful expression on its face.

"(Demonic) What? Just this level? The cream is too thin, the sugar is placed. And your conceited look is really enough to say as much as you want. I don't want to indicate how bad your cooking skills are. I just want to indicate that the scum can actually eat your stuff every day to survive, which shows that he is also a very tasteless man."

After saying a few words, Mili's proud snacks and idiots were demoted. Mili endured it at the beginning, but when she got to the back, she snorted, threw the cake knife in her hand on the table, and said dissatisfiedly: "(Demonic) Hate, what do you mean? Although my status is not as high as you, and my experience and qualifications are not as high as you. But this does not mean that you can insult me ​​wantonly."

"(Demonic language) Ha, insult you? Do you think your level is worthy of my deliberate insulting?"

The squirrel's tail was shaking, and the eyes of Mili were full of disdain.

Now Mili was a little unwilling to accept it. She was not a dragon that would get angry casually. But who could bear the squirrel who kept hostile to herself from time to time? Now she is still mocking her most proud pastry making? At this point, Mili made a fuss and said, "(Demonic) Then you try it, can you make pastries that are more delicious than me?"

Finally, the dragon fell into his own trap. He curled his lips and jumped up suddenly, landing gently on the edge of the pot beside him, and said, "(Demonic language) Hehe? Very stubborn? Since that's the case, I'll let you and me have a gap."

After that, the little squirrel's tail suddenly sank, rolled up the matches on the edge and slashed them. The flames raised and threw them gently, and the flames on the stove immediately rose into the air.

"snort."

The squirrel glanced at Milien with extreme contempt. The next moment, it jumped high, and its huge tail gently slapped the salad oil next to it. The oil bottle bounced up, and the tail hit the bottom of the bottle, and the stopper at the mouth of the bottle immediately popped up. In Milien's surprise, he hated holding the oil bottle with his tail, poured in a little oil into the hot pan, and heated the pot.

What happened next was definitely called "incredible" for Mili. I saw the little squirrel keeping his claws wandering on the stove, holding the big kitchen knife, and while hot pot, he quickly cut the vegetables and meat prepared for lunch on the cutting board. The movements were fast and the knife skills were sharp. The cut radish was even almost transparent, while the shredded meat was completely neat, as if it had been carefully portrayed.

The squirrel grabbed the cutting board and lifted it back without looking. The vegetables automatically entered the oil pan. The moment it wrapped its tail around the handle of the pan, and stirred it there with its tail just by purging the power of the tail. It cleaned the egg yolks, milk, and starch. The shredded meat began to knead continuously. After a rustling sound came from the pot behind it, it threw the shredded meat back, and at the same time stretched out its claws and stomped the prepared chopping board next to it. The chopped spices, green onions, garlic, etc. on the board also entered the pot. Poured in oil, and a huge fire suddenly rose.

"(Demonic) First of all, it is stir-frying. Pay attention to the heat and time and do not reduce nutrition, and use quick stir-frying to make the delicious food taste."

In a moment, Hatred rolled up the pot with his tail and lifted it upwards, holding a dish with his claws. Its claws softly held the dishes, and only turned slightly as the gravy and vegetable leaves fell, removing the power of the gravy splashing, and steadily put a plate of fried meat slices in the basin, and the soup did not splash a drop.

"After (the Demonic language), it's steaming. Look carefully."

Hate jumped off the stove, grabbed a bag of flour in the storage cabinet below, and quickly pulled it up. Pour out the flour, and quickly kneaded the flour on the flour. After a moment, the flour immediately turned into long strips with a slight slime. She added salt and MSG from it, and wrapped it in the remaining gravy in the oil pan just now. At the same time, the tail had already set up a steamer for honey pears to steam pastries. After the water boiled, the noodles were immediately thrown in and covered the lid.

Afterwards, the little squirrel jumped to both sides of the pot, breathed a little, and pushed his claws to the stove below. In the moment, black smoke rolled, the flames suddenly wrapped around the steamer for less than a minute. The moment the steamer lifted the hot steam and steamed out, the little squirrel had already picked up some carrots, jumped up, and stroked with four claws. The carrots immediately turned into thin slices, gently falling around the steamed noodles, and added a little green onion. The fusion of red, white and green made it look so beautiful.

In a very short time, this small body exerted the agility and "proficiency" that made Milien's eyes dizzy. In just fifteen minutes, it was frying, stir-frying, steaming, stewing, stir-frying, and cutting. In a blink of an eye, ten extremely exquisite dishes had been served on plate after plate.

"(Demonic) Do you still choose to cook dishes only on desserts that don't require much technology? I admit that desserts can be carefully crafted. But the limitation of hunting just proves your incompetence. It's like telling the world that you're just 'that little thing'. Isn't it?"

Milien's face turned blue and white when she was refuted by the little squirrel, and she wanted to refute it, but looking at the top ten dishes that were extremely rich on the table, there were all kinds of front soup, front dishes, main dishes, desserts and drinks. In comparison, my skills may not be comparable to those of my life. If you want to refute it in time, you have no way to put it in your mouth.

"(Demonic) You...how...you...maybe..."

"(Demonic language) Humph, if you think I am just a squirrel, it is absolutely impossible for me to be better than you in other aspects, right? Then you are wrong. Since ancient times, food and martial arts have been a family. A real martial artsist is often an excellent chef. I am naturally an excellent martial artsist. Just like my combat power is stronger than you, my cooking level can also leave you far behind. Do you know what this is called? I was once called "Shi Na Squirrel" because not only my fighting movements are fast, but my cooking skills are also changing rapidly."

"(Demonic language) Compared to me, what is your little female dragon? A little girl who is less than a hundred years old dares to serve the Demon Emperor? Do you really think you have this honor? If it weren't for the mercy of that human being, maybe where would you still be gnawing mud now?"

With the successive humiliation, even if Mili is well-educated, she can't stand it anymore. What's more, this little squirrel is now directly provoking her most proud kitchen skills?

But the fact is that this squirrel is indeed better than his own...but...but...

"(Demonic) What's the use of just knowing how to cook? I'm much more useful to His Majesty..."

"(Demonic) What do you know? You can sew, take care of your family, and clean? Sorry, if you feel that you are not ashamed enough, then we can compete. If you think you can stand the challenge only if you remember your self-esteem, you can choose your best things to challenge me. I have lived for three years, and I haven't learned anything, and I have failed to pass the essence of anything? If you think about it, you can come."

Mili stretched out her hand and slapped the table suddenly. She couldn't help it anymore and shouted: "(Demonic language) Enough of you, what do you mean? I know my mother has betrayed Your Majesty, but I don't have you, why should I always target me like this?"

"(Demonic language) Haha, targeting you? You're too concerned about yourself, right?" The little squirrel lazily lay on the table, raised his tail, half covering his face, and sneered, "Can you ask me to target you with your kindness? You are so arrogant. I play you purely because of boredom and interest. Because I see you overestimating your abilities like this, I think it's very interesting to see you playing with yourself here and be self-righteous, so I can't help but come and play with you. Why? I started to hate me? Did you start to hate me?"

Mili gritted her teeth and pinched her fists. She breathed heavily, looking at the provocative squirrel, and her heart was filled with indignation. But after forcing her forcing her for thirty seconds, she finally let out a long breath and suppressed the hatred in her heart.

"(Demonic) Humph, why do I hate you? I'm so angry with a squirrel."

Mili turned her head and continued to pinch her dessert, saying, "(Demonic) No matter how good you are, you are just a squirrel. What can a squirrel do? Ha, that's a joke."

Mili didn't go to see the squirrel, so as not to get angry as she looked at it. But just as she was saying these words, a sinister laugh suddenly came from behind.

"(Demonic) Lizard, you seem to be very confident in your human appearance? Do you think you are very charming and charming? No woman in the world is better than you?"

Mili snorted and sneered: "(Demonic) I won't think I am the most beautiful in the world. But I just need to be more beautiful than a squirrel."

"(Demonic) Oh? Hehehe... Since you are so confident, why don't you look back and take a look? See... how are you more beautiful than my human form...?"

At this moment, Mili was stunned. She suddenly felt that she could not breathe and her heart began to beat violently.

She couldn't resist her disordered heartbeat, but an irresistible magic force forced her to turn her head slowly and look behind her...
Chapter completed!