Of course, this is not an ordinary baguette, but a super baguette!

After many attempts to "harmony", Wang Yuan has confirmed that the hardness of this baguette is comparable to that of steel.

Unless you soak for three days and three nights, you will definitely not be able to bite.

I have been eating dust in the system space, and now Fusu is "blessed"!

[Su Dasha, you forced me!]

Wang Yuan gritted his teeth and held the baguette in one hand, extremely sincere.

"Young Master Fusu, please try it."

"Ah? Forget it?"

Fusu's hair stood upside down and retreated slightly, feeling something was wrong.

"You can't forget this!"

Wang Yuan was furious and picked up the baguette and pointed it at Fusu's face, and pushed it down.

"My big ones, just bear with it!"

[While Brother Zheng is happy, I must break your mouth today!]

"No, no!"

The two of them refused. Seeing this, Ying Zheng couldn't help laughing.

"Ha ha!"

interesting!

It's so fun!

Since he ascended the throne, he has not tried such a peaceful ordinary life in a long time.

Even, Wang Yuan was also his son's illusion.

However, the thought quickly dissipated.

If he really had such an outstanding son, I'm afraid...

I can wake up laughing in the middle of the night.

The night gradually became deeper and the dinner ended with a burst of joy.

"Greatly send your Majesty!"

"Send me respectfully to my father!"

In front of the mansion, Fusu and Wang Yuan, who had tooth pain, saluted respectfully and bid farewell to Ying Zheng.

Fusu is consistent in his appearance, while Wang Yuan is just showing...

【Good guy, Brother Zheng is out!】

[Hey~ Mom, in order to deal with Brother Zheng, my hands were sore and I felt that my weight had been lost several pounds.]

As for that exaggeration?

Isn't it just to prepare a dish?

I was able to lift a tripod when you were at your age!

At this time, Ying Zheng had already walked out of the door and smiled helplessly as he listened to the voice of Yin and Yang people.

He was about to nod and reply, but suddenly the heart in his chest trembled slightly, with an inexplicable throbbing!

It seemed that I was very familiar with it, but I couldn't remember it for a while, as if I was separated by a thick fog.

Even if I try my best to recall, I can't find any answer.

But it can't be gone.

Huh ~

In front of the door, a breeze blew gently, with a slight chill of bones.

Ying Zheng was stunned, surrounded by several Great Qin guards, looking confused.

"Father, what else is there?"

Fusu stepped forward to ask and made a statement of listening, and so did Wang Yuan.

【Strange, why did Brother Zheng froze in place from time to time?】

【Did you commit Parkinson’s?】

Ying Zheng: "..."

In place, Zulong did not reply immediately.

Instead, he looked at the Fusu mansion, and the slaves who followed Wang Yuan and Fusu.

All the slaves lowered their heads, dared not look directly, and shivered.

Everything is normal from that perspective.

Is it an illusion?

Ying Zheng finally gave up thinking, smiled, and nodded slightly to the two of them.

"I have nothing to do, don't worry."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

Maybe I...
Chapter completed!