The Almighty Rich Daughter is Explosively Cool

Seeing a stranger dressed darker than it approached, the black-bone chicken was so frightened that he immediately fluttered his wings and fled around.

Jun Yexuan raised his foot and ran after him. Suddenly, a yard suddenly jumped, and feathers flew all over the sky.

Mu Jingheng looked at Jun Yexuan's embarrassed look of catching the chicken, and leaned forward with a smile while holding on to his belt.

In the end, he didn’t laugh for a while, and he got another crutches on his head, "Let you chop wood and boil water! Why are you laughing here?!"

Mu Jingheng: "..."

On the other side, the human-chicken war was still going on. When Jun Yexuan was chasing him with sweat, he suddenly discovered that the most difficult thing in the world to chase was Qiao Qing, as well as the chicken.

Qiao Qing didn't know Jun Yexuan's absurd and undue beating thoughts, looked at the man drowning in chicken feathers through the door, and couldn't help laughing.

Jun Yexuan couldn't catch it all the time, and was immediately annoyed, got up and took out the gun from his waist.

With a "bang", the whole world was quiet.

Mu Jingheng looked at the twitching chicken on the ground and shook his head with a "tsk", "It's amazing, this chicken probably doesn't know that he will be shot for the rest of his life."

Jun Yexuan: "..."

other people:"……"

Jun Yexuan turned his head and looked at him, "Don't give me a poor mouth, where is the water you chopped wood for?"

Hearing this, Mu Jingheng hurriedly picked up the axe on the ground, and followed the TV show to straighten the wooden stick to be split.

Although he was Jun Yexuan's attendant, he was also born with a golden spoon in the end. The matter of chopping wood was also the first time in the world.

When he struck the wooden stick with an axe, he looked like it was going on. Who knew that when he swung the axe upwards, he used too much force, and hit his forehead with a "bang", and the forehead was suddenly at the speed of the naked eye. Blow up a bag.

Mu Jingheng threw away the axe abruptly and screamed in pain.

Upon seeing this, Jun Yexuan smiled and held his belly, tears almost coming out.

Little Firefox curled his lips in disgust, and the second product was the second product, and it did not disappoint.

Just then, a helicopter landed outside the courtyard.

Jun Yexuan didn't mind paying attention to Mu Jingheng anymore, turned and ran out of the courtyard.

After a group of subordinates got off the helicopter with their things, they saw Jun Yexuan who was covered with chicken feathers, and was suddenly lightened by thunder, "Three...three young masters?"

Only then did Jun Yexuan remember his dirty state, and immediately retracted his hand.

It happened that Qi Yusen came over at this time. He looked at Qi Yusen and said, "Brother, you send things to Qingqing. I will go to the helicopter to pack up and change my clothes."

Qi Yusen took the thing and turned to look at him, "You won't be able to get rid of the feathers later?"

Jun Yexuan smiled upon hearing the words, "They are all here, how can we still need us?"

As he pointed to the chickens on the ground, "you few of you will work together to stew it into soup."

A group of subordinates: "..."

They are all trained dead men, and they used to go north and south with the master, living a life of licking blood with the tip of a knife.

I don't know when the style of painting has changed suddenly, either as a gift of feminine products or stewing chicken soup.

But the man of Miss Cousin is also half the master, and they dare not listen.

Seeing Jun Yexuan's arrangement, the old woman rarely made any comments.

I am probably afraid that these men with ten fingers will not touch Yang Chunshui because of a stew of chicken soup, and lift her home.

Qi Yusen escaped a catastrophe and suddenly felt relieved.

The division of labor and cooperation among the subordinates was really fast, and it didn't take long for a pot of black-bone chicken soup with a tangy fragrance to be simmered.

Mu Jingheng was hungry for a day, and he was about to drool after smelling the smell, but he was not embarrassed to ask for it. Instead, he looked at the old woman who came by and said:

"Your grandson and grandson can't eat such a big animal? Qingqing is weak now, otherwise you can share some tonics for her?"

The old woman gave him a blank look, "You are so stupid, can women eat this during menstruation?"

As she said she poured out the black chicken soup and handed it to Jun Yexuan, "This is for you to eat."

Six, good morning!