Insanely Pampered Wife: Divine Doctor Fifth Young Miss

"You already knew that he was not sincere to you." Sima Youyue said affirmatively.

"After Dad disappeared, others bullied me, and I had no source of life. Uncle Yang Zi was the only one who approached me." Mousse said, "I have no strength, I don't know what I can do. Without Uncle Yang Zi, I might Already starved to death. "

"When did you find that he was not sincere to you?" Sima Youyue took out a few dark spirit spirits, threw one to Di Wu, and stuck one in Mousse's hand.

Mousse held the fruit but did not eat it. Looking at the water drops on the fruit, he said, "Two years ago, he asked me if there was a treasure map left by my father at home."

"Treasure Map?"

This is indeed a reason worthy of him.

"Um. He said his father was out to hunt for treasure, and he must have left a copy of the treasure map at home so that we could find him. He also said that his father had mentioned it, but I have never seen it." Mousse He said, "When I told him, he didn't believe me, and said that I should look for it. After I said a few times, he even yelled at me."

Sima Youyue understood that this little guy was already sensitive. Although Yangzi had been good to him before, his performance in the past two years was too obvious, and he naturally had doubts.

"If I didn't interrupt you just now, would you tell him the truth?"

"It is possible. If the Zhang family knew this and arrested me, he knew it, at least he would find a way to save me. After all, he hasn't got that thing yet." Mousse said.

"Then why don't you stop talking as soon as I interrupt you?"

"I do not know either."

Sima Youyue smiled, no longer mentioning this, stunned the spirit fruit in his hand, and said, "Eat, this thing is much more useful than the few sublime crystals he gave you."

"I'm going out to buy food first," said Mousse, his stomach ringing in despair.

Only then did Sima Youyue remember that Mousse was still in the stage where he needed to eat every day. No wonder he was so precious to those inferior crystals.

"Don't go out, too. We can't go out anyway now, we might as well find something to do." She got up and walked to the yard, and Mousse followed.

"What are you going to do?" Mousse asked.

"Cooking! Are you hungry?" As soon as Sima Youyue waved, the guy in her pots and pans took it out.

Mousse saw those things, and even those pots were magical objects, and labeled her in the heart behind the famous door.

Seeing her skillfully cooking, he gathered together and said, "I didn't expect you to cook."

"What's weird about cooking?"

"I thought that ladies like you must have no fingers." Mousse told the truth.

Sima Youyue laughed and said, "I like to eat. The outside things are not delicious, only I have made it myself. After so many years, I can also count on master cooking."

"The place where you grew up must be nice to you," Mousse said affirmatively.

"Yeah!" Thinking of Sima Lie, the smile on her face was warmer. "My grandpa and my brothers were very nice to me. At that time we were in a very barren place. My grandpa was a general in that country. I have The four elder brothers are very talented. They have never rejected me because I was fostered. "

"You are so lucky," Mousse said enviously.

Although she also lost her father, she had a loving family. And he had nothing.

"I'm really lucky about this." Sima Youyue didn't shy away. "But I also have my own troubles."

"Do you still have trouble?" Mousse didn't believe it.

"Of course there is. When I was your age, I wouldn't practice, people in the whole country said I was the number one waste." Sima Youyue said.

"How is that possible! You are so good!" Mousse had a surprised expression for the first time.

"What's impossible ?!" Sima Youyue said, "At that time, my body was poisoned and I couldn't cultivate. The family didn't know the reason."

"Then how did you cultivate?"

"Detoxification! I remember that you are too old to detoxify, cultivate, and enter a whole new world. Then, life slowly changes." Sima Youyue said, "Come and try my barbecue. "

Mousse hesitated, took the barbecue in her hand, took a bite, his eyes flashed amazingly, and then he calmed down.

Sima Youyue knows what level his craft is, and he was surprised for a moment when he saw him. He thought that this little guy had a strong self-control.

"What do you usually eat?" She put the grilled barbecue on a plate, and Di Wu consciously brought it to the table on the side.

"It's the same as ordinary people. You can buy a lot of subpar spar," Mousse answered.

He can eat those foods for a long time, but it does not help cultivation.

After eating the food in his hand, he didn't go to get the table again. Di Wu stepped forward and said, "There are a lot on the table."

"Wait for her," Mousse said.

Sima Youyue smiled slightly and said, "It takes me a long time to cook a meal. You can eat it first, or it won't be so delicious after a while."

In the past, everyone was more casual. Basically, they were eaten when they were grilled. Sometimes she grilled, and sometimes they were roasted by another person. Basically, after a meal was prepared, everyone ate. It's been a long time since no one said he was waiting for him.

Especially in such a hungry situation.

Although she said so, he still didn't move, and had to say that he had an excellent education.

This made her curious about his father, who was able to teach such a tenacious and self-controlling child, certainly not a general generation.

When she had cooked the barbecue, she made another roast duck, and at the same time stewed a pot of snake meat. When everything is done, the first roast is cold. The taste is worse, but it is still delicious compared to others.

The three sat at the table, and Sima Youyue scooped the duck leg and put it in a mousse bowl.

"Miss ..."

As soon as Di Wu went to lame duck legs, Sima Youyue beat them back with chopsticks. Now she saw that she gave the duck legs to Mousse, and called weakly.

Sima Youyue poked the duck's neck down, shoved it into his bowl, and said, "Eat."

"..." Di Wu was aggrieved.

Why does this little guy eat duck legs while he can only scratch the duck neck?

"Where to eat it, this one is best for you." Sima Youyue said quietly.

"Hum--" Mousse, who was indescribable and angry, laughed for the first time.

Di Wu was even more aggrieved.

"Why, don't you want to eat?" Sima Youyue asked.

"No, the dishes that the lady gave me are naturally the best." Di Wu looked at Sima Youyue, pulling his face, and quickly laughed.

Di Liu's guy never said that he had eaten a meal made by a lady, let alone that she had taken it personally. Go back later and have the bragging capital!