"The moon?"

Hua Sheng always feels that the name is familiar and unfamiliar. It seems to be mixed with a lot of memories and past events.

The name Bai ran said, and so did the Pluto.

Hua Sheng went over it in his mind and asked uncertainly, "is it a man with a red crescent in the center of his forehead?"

"Yes."

"Then I know. I've seen him."

"What did he say?"

"He's a psychopath, and I can't quite understand what he said."

It seems that Hua Sheng didn't put moon cutting in her heart. That's because she felt that the FF mysterious man in the mortal world, the senior hacker, as they called moon cutting, wasn't so terrible. Last time I went to see him alone, it was nothing.

"You..."

"What?" Hua Sheng is a little puzzled when he looks at the complicated mood of Pluto.

"It's all right. You're asking for more."

The king of the netherworld turned to leave. Hua Sheng said, "I have a lot to do recently. I don't have time to guard against you. Now that you are my friend, you can't take advantage of the fire and rob. Take my mother's soul with me when I'm not in the hospital. If you are like that, I will definitely go to the underworld."

"Are you threatening this seat?"

"No, I just don't want you to betray your friends."

Hua Shengyi's honest words, although the way of the Ming king, but the Ming king is not angry, is not it?

The Ming king didn't agree with Hua Sheng's request, but Hua Sheng knew that if he didn't speak, he would acquiesce. With the Ming King's acquiescence, she would be able to deal with Wu Nan's side without looking forward.

It's nine o'clock in the evening from the cemetery back to ten li spring breeze.

The river was at home and even cooked.

I can smell the smell of rice as soon as I go home. That feeling is really happy and satisfied.

"Wow, did Mr. Jiang cook?"

Hua Sheng naughtily went to the kitchen, watching the river boiling soup, my heart warm.

"Well, knowing you're busy today, I made you some bone soup."

"Mr. Jiang, what else in the world would you not have?"

Hua Sheng's eyes are sour. He embraces the river behind him and then becomes a little woman.

Jiang Liu turns around with a smile and kisses her forehead. "Yes, I won't make my wife sad."

, are you a Turkish love story? You've gone bad, Mr. Jiang. Did you learn from Gao he

"You should say that they all learn from me, OK?"

This is how the two husband and wife talk and play in the kitchen, just like ordinary husband and wife, very warm.

Half an hour later, dinner starts.

Ginkgo was also invited to sit down and was flattered, but Jiangliu and Huasheng insisted that she could only listen.

"Ginkgo biloba, I and a Sheng also never regard you as servant, after you, a bit at will."

"That's not good. The master and the servant are different. I can't break the rules." Ginkgo is very reserved.

"my grandmother's set is out of date. Now I has the final say, you can eat quickly."

Hua Sheng served gingko a bowl of rice, and then with a few home-made dishes, the three chatted while eating.

The river is excellent in cooking and exquisite in making. Huasheng and ginkgo have been full of praise.

, especially the soup that sticks out at the end of the pot, has simply boiled out the essence and is not greasy. Even Huasheng, who has bad appetite, has drunk a big bowl in one breath.

After dinner, Hua Sheng asked about the hospital and said that he was calm after seeing Chuntao.

Jiang Liu looks at his wife in good condition, so he is relieved.

"Mr. Jiang, if the Hua family goes bankrupt, will you support me for life?" Hua Sheng asked with a smile.