Prosperity is as you wish, empress, stop dreaming of me

The cute little witch made a big red face, and she didn’t even look at her favorite lamb stew with peas. As a maid, in this world it is completely the property of the master, even if Kahn never regarded her as a servant, but more as a friend.

But from the moment she took Kahn’s hand, she had engraved the mission of the servant in her heart.

She just kept her head down and muttered something.

Rao was able to hear only a few words clearly with Kahn’s ear power.

Vaguely words like “too early”, “happy”, “but still have to wait a few years”.

Elven girls who have a lifespan of up to a thousand years can only be considered adults at the age of one hundred and eighty, and in such comparisons, witches are naturally similar.

Kahn’s words just now, if according to the law of the previous life, are undoubtedly in the bottom of three years, and the maximum death penalty is walking.

It was only after the girl let go of the shyness in her heart and made up her mind that she was ready to climb into Kahn’s bed after waiting for so many years, did she come to her senses.

She saw Kahn grab the pot for stew, open the lid, and put in the water.

After the water boils, throw in the meat pieces, and add salt, pepper, peas and other items successively within more than 20 minutes after boiling.

Sheila struggled to memorize each step, writing notes in a notebook, and most of her cooking skills were learned from Kahn.

Kahn is almost omnipotent in life, and it is not surprising that any intelligent person who lives a hundred years can master most of the life skills.

When Sheila looked up and put her notes down, a large pot of hot and fragrant lamb meat was already in front of her.

Sheila carefully carried the pot to the dining room.

Beat the dish into two bowls.

Each bowl is large, with a hint of emerald green plump peas that add a lot of color to these meats.

When Kahn came over, she ran to Kahn and smiled sweetly:

“Lord Kahn, I have completely learned this dish, and I can make it for you tonight.”

Sheila clenched her small fists and gestured at her chest.

“Isn’t it too urgent…” Kahn tugged at the corners of his mouth, but thinking that if he didn’t agree to the girl in front of him, she might be entangled all night and couldn’t sleep, so he didn’t mention it tacitly.

Sheila is a very insecure little guy, likes to think cranky, does not promise her, and estimates that many strange thoughts will pop up in her head.

Including but not limited to self-doubt, fear of Kahn abandoning her, self-deprecation, etc.

Living with her for ten years, Kahn already considered her his family.

This character really has to be changed, otherwise what will become of Sheila when she enters the soil?

Unthinkable.

Kahn did not refute that it was tacitly agreed.

Sheila had already fantasized about the look of satisfaction on Kahn’s face tonight.

As Kahn’s only maid, she should naturally be versatile, up to the hall and down to the kitchen.

“Okay, go back to God, eat!”

Touching Sheila’s little head, Kahn sat down at the dining seat.

Other nobles eat a meal, just that bunch of rules take more time than eating, and there are only two people living here, naturally there are not so many things.

What servant shall not sit with the master, honor and order, and the servant should eat at a much lower level than the master….

Sheila was also used to it, secretly moving her seat near Kahn.

Kahn had already hummed and eaten, as a pure Fighting Qi cultivator, a lot of his energy had to be replenished from food.

Sheila’s magic is also growing at a high speed, and both of them have a lot of appetite and eat quickly.

Not long after, nearly twenty pounds of mutton and five pounds of peas entered the stomachs of the two people.

Kahn finished eating ahead of time and cleaned up his table early, not letting Sheila, who was concentrating on solving the food, notice that there were abnormally many lamb bones thrown into the trash.

He deliberately picked the bone-in part of the lamb and gave the other parts to Sheila to eat.

There were more bones, and Kahn actually ate less meat, and he was less and less able to eat, but for the time being, he couldn’t let Sheila notice the abnormality.

These days, he does this a lot.

Most of Sheila’s mind is Kahn, and under Kahn’s guidance, it is naturally difficult to detect these problems.

With the experience of a hundred-year-old man, isn’t it simple to fool a twenty-year-old girl?

Of course, some details must be in place, the little maid is a very intelligent person, if she is allowed to discover that there may be a problem with her body, then doctors all over the country will have to find a way for her to make a fuss.

When Sheila had already got up to clean up the kitchen waste, Kahn asked one step ahead: “Sheila, how do you feel the magic increase recently?” He

has always cared about the little maid’s ability to protect himself, and chatting about this matter after eating is in line with the current state.

Kahn behaved naturally.

Shira really didn’t think much about it, thought about her own experience, summed up her strength, and replied with a serious face:

“The current mana growth rate is two percent faster than before the age of sixteen, and I personally have been able to fight some sixth-level Warcraft.”

After saying this, her face showed some expectation, leaned forward, like a little milk cat, as if saying to Kahn: Quickly praise me, quickly praise my

witch’s strength does not have a very accurate level standard, taking Kahn as an example, a swordsman from level one to nine, then a earth swordsman, a sky swordsman, and then a final sword saint.

A third-level swordsman is the limit of an ordinary person’s life, and a Warcraft of the same level is stronger than a human of the same level.

The strength of the witch is growing faster and faster in a certain period of time, and Sheila can already be called talented.

Sure enough, Kahn quickly met her “expectations”, nodded gratifyingly, stretched out his big hand to compare a thumb, and said with a smile: ”

It’s really powerful, Sheila, with your talent will soon surpass me, among the witches I have seen in this life, I Kahn can call you the top three!”

“Hee-hee!”

The white jade-like cheeks quickly turned blushing, and Sheila was a little dizzy with praise.

Kahn praised a few words in other ways, and then revealed his true purpose.

He offered Sheila a little showdown, of course, just an attempt, a pointer.

This was the first time Kahn had made such a request, and Sheila couldn’t help but be a little surprised.

But you can get up close and personal with Kahn, even physically.

She asked tentatively, apprehensively, expectantly, and eagerly, “Is it really possible, Lord Kahn?”

“Of course, my dear Sheila!” Kahn spread his hands and smiled brightly.

Sheila, who looked surprised, said a little eagerly: “Okay, Lord Kahn, please wait a moment, I will go and change into suitable clothes, and the dishes on the table please do not move, wait for me to collect them later.”

Kahn nodded, serious and serious: “Of course, after all, this is the seventh prohibition of Sheila!”

Sheila ran out like a gust of wind.

The old god Kahn was there, with a calm face, slowly destroying the bones he had just produced, and finally walked towards the competition field very abruptly.

It can both exercise Sheila and hide his problems from her.

Kill two birds with one stone.

Poor little witch, played by old Kahn between applause.

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PS: Dear readers, this book was originally two chapters a day of about 5,000 words, but I haven’t signed a contract yet, and at the same time I happened to bump into a certain big guy (still the same as Western fantasy), it is easy to be compared by others, and I can’t get any recommendation exposure.

So every day temporarily single, if you feel that you don’t have enough to read, you can raise it first, and look at it every two or three days, but please don’t raise the author, ask for likes, collections, and all kinds of support.

By the way, the latter part of this novel is curable and very sweet.

Above.

Thanks again to the little author.