Chapter 1023 Always(1/2)
For example, one of the victims, Li Cang, is currently persecuting a group of squirrels.
After the big magic wand came online, Li Cang basically bid farewell to relatively normal sleep. Teacher Cang, who couldn't sleep and had nothing to do and nowhere to go, faced the quiet sea and the full moon outside the crystal wall of the insect nest with a pious gesture.
He shaved off the hair and removed the internal organs of dozens of fat squirrels one by one with surgical rigor.
Squirrel is a good thing, it is fat, tender, elastic and full of flavor. The most important thing is that it is relatively indifferent among wild animals and has almost no fishy smell common to wild animals.
Peel?
Peeling the skin is the most amateurish way to do it. Grill the meat with the skin on, which can lock in the juices and increase the aroma, and you can also enjoy the crispy skin.
Oh yes, right now, Lao Wang, who is hundreds of walls away, keeps insisting that he will teach the little lady how to ride a horse. You can use your toes to know what this guy is learning, riding, and riding.
"As long as you don't bother me, thank God!"
Lao Wang is actually not that annoying, right? He has a very bad habit of trying to steal slots!
As long as the food in other people's bowls is delicious, even if Li Cang usually just roasts a few potatoes and sweet potatoes, he will rush over to taste the salty smell, which makes people hate it and itches their teeth!
Li Cang, who rarely gets quiet time alone these days, enjoys this slight feeling of loneliness. He even made some decent bottles of prickly pear sparkling sweet water and got drunk.
Prickly pear, this is also a good thing.
The prickly pear sparkling sweet water fermented by the little lady in a rice wine vat has a sour yet sweet taste that is refreshing and moving. The degree is as high as 9°, which is completely worthy of Teacher Cang’s pretentiousness and loneliness!
After the first squirrel was roasted, the knife girl came over and disappeared with a swish.
After the second squirrel was roasted, Yamei came over and disappeared with a swish.
After the third squirrel was roasted, Xiaoba came over and disappeared with a swish of a kick.
"Hetui, you are worthy of it?"
Teacher Cang has no awareness or sympathy for Xiaoba, who is hiding from disasters in the same nest and sharing the same suffering.
But speaking of Xiaoba, today is really miserable. There are very few alienated creatures in the size of birds on the empty island. Apart from it, the only options for this group of women to ravage are white squirrels, giant hedgehogs and that number.
The vegetables were withering, and even if there were four living creatures, how could there be enough for dozens of crazy bitches to share? Xiaoba didn't have a moment of leisure at the end of the day, and he was so tormented that he almost didn't use letting go as an active skill.
Anyway, a group of fate servants took turns to take a look, comfort the old father perfunctorily, and then took away a roasted squirrel, just like waiting for the elders to hand out red envelopes during the New Year.
They are just looking for fun as little dogs, and it really has to be Brother Zhi. Brother Zhi is waiting on the side carefully, pouring Li Cang a glass of wine with some ice from time to time, or feeding the squirrel some.
Add some firewood to the oil and taste.
In the past, Mr. Cang’s island had only a few toilets, so Big Corpse Brother followed Li Cang. He is older than a group of servants of fate. He is the player who can best understand Mr. Cang’s spiritual instructions, and he is also skilled in Mahjong Landlord.
He is on par with Li Cang and is deeply loved by Cang. He belongs to the position of a servant of fate butler on the empty island.
In short, these two guys created a feeling like old friends having dumplings and drinking together, emphasizing a sentiment and a good match.
"Want a drink?"
"Roar."
"Where are your father if you are being polite to me?"
"Roar."
The big corpse brother carefully twisted the bottle of beer with two fingers, as if holding a bottle of oral liquid. Li Cang raised the cup filled with prickly pear sparkling water, and his tone was a bit drunk and happy, pretending: "
Do it! Hmm? Hmm! Oh, don’t force it, if you can’t drink it, then don’t drink it~”
It's so pitiful that Teacher Cang, as a pure northerner, finally found an opportunity to say this to others.
Brother Corpse: "..."
Dad, you don’t really want to drink with me. You can even lie to a child?!
Teacher Cang, who had completed a major regret in his life, never expected that such a scene of social death would be seen by others. He saw Suo Zhihui standing in the entrance corridor of this insect nest, smiling happily with her lips pursed,
As pure as a small white flower...
Right, the black-hearted white lotus is also a small white flower.
Li Cang sighed: "Coming out at this time is not the way to seek death. Do you want to be silenced by me or killed by Da Leizi?"
Suo Zhihui asked eagerly: "Can I choose a specific method?"
Li Cang knew that she didn't have anything good to say in her throat, and she didn't respond at all.
Her condition seems to have improved a lot, and she has regained her previous feeling. Speaking of which, this little girl is really Schrödinger's face!
but...
Li Cang was suddenly very curious about who did it to those two girls on the day when the door was blocked!
My heart feels like it’s being scratched by a kitten’s paws!
Suo Zhihui sat next to the fire with her legs in her arms, and her waist-cinched white shirt disappeared, revealing her white and tender legs and feet: "They are so noisy. People who make noises get headaches."
Suo Zhihui's skin was extremely white and tender. She had just been ravaged by a group of crazy women. There were still suspicious red marks on some parts. Li Cang saw it and tried to imagine the scene, but found that he could not imagine it at all.
I thought, so I made gestures.
"Are my velvet and wild duck down pillows still alive?"
"Pfft, men's ability to associate is really rich and strange. There's no pillow fight like you thought. And don't you even care about pillows when you don't sleep much?"
"That's why sleep is so important. In order to get some sleep, I want to burn incense, bathe, fast and pray. Pillows are very important props."
"Oh..." Suo Zhihui rolled his eyes, full of cunning: "So that stuffed bear is also yours?"
"Go away, my bedroom is the same as yours. What kind of bear? There is no such thing as a bear!"
Suo Zhihui flattened her mouth, puffed out her chest, and said weakly and bravely: "Yes, there are still some..."
As a result, Li Cang's eyes staggered above.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Suo Zhihui saw the twists and turns in his eyes, glanced at the empty bottle containing prickly pear sweet water, and suddenly straddled Li Cang's legs and sat on him, catching Li Cang
Cang put his hands into his arms and raised his palm-sized face to say:
"Is it there? Is it white? Is it slippery?"
He looks fierce, but his expression is actually full of shame, anxiety, and even a strange sense of tameness.
Li Cang's expression was even stranger than hers: "Can you still buy steel rims now? Aren't they already eliminated? Are you sure you won't be out of breath if you have so many pads?"
Nightmare unfolds.
Suo Zhihui was numb, her eyes were wide open and watery, and there was a sense of despair that her dream of climbing Mount Everest was killed by a small dirt bag in front of her home.
Then, he suddenly let out a trembling cry.
She could feel the steel ring undergoing a subtle deformation, squeezing one of the most delicate parts of her body. It hurt, but she liked it.
"That's it? It's gone? What happens next? It's unprofessional!"
"You...then what do you mean...how, how can you be...professional..."
"Picked."
Suo Zhihui moved excitedly, silently put her hands away, and silently threw a particularly thick little piece of clothing behind her, and murmured with her eyes becoming more and more empty: "I remember you looking at me then.
The look in my eyes, especially the first dormitory party, I dressed up for a long time, wearing the shortest and most beautiful clothes and skirts, but you can see that every girl in our dormitory room spent the same amount of time without pause, just like a school leader inspecting."
"high school?"
"Qiangqiang and the deputy monitor of your class organized it. The girls in our dormitory have only one request. The dormitory party is okay, but you have to participate."
"Do you have any impression that it is said to be the most beautiful girls' dormitory in the 100 years since the school was founded~!"
"What were you thinking at that time? Was it her?"
Li Cang curled his lips. At that time, he and Li Laixi were sworn half-brothers. "I was thinking at the time, you little bitch really deserves a good beating, as if I don't look at you more."
He looked like he was about to stab me several times. I thought you arranged that dormitory party, and I don’t live on campus."
Suo Zhihui shook her body again and muttered: "Now, it can be done now..."
"If you don't change your mind, you don't really have any weird hobbies, right?"
"Hold, hold her tight, and I'll tell you."
"Doesn't it hurt? Will it explode?"
"No, I like it. It's not fake. How could it be broken?" After a while, seeing that Li Cang's expression was still weird, Suo Zhihui's eyes suddenly became clear, and she became extremely fragile and nervous: "I'm not weird!"
"Isn't that strange enough? Well, if you still want to be a fake after such a small amount, I suggest you call the hospital directly to report fraud!"
This is Suo Zhihui. Only she can withstand Li Cang's emotional intelligence, which is not much higher than that of an idiot, and his tough straight-man mentality.
"Well, how about a change of taste? She's like that, no matter how hard a normal person tries, it's useless, right?"
Li Cang was stunned, saying that the little aunt is the one who really achieved the ultimate in this area, the little Lasso still lacks a lot of meaning, at least three plus signs!
"Hey, you...don't think about other...people!"
"how do you know?"
"I just know it!"
"I asked, how did you know that I was writing on my face?"
To be continued...