The Demonic King Chases His Wife: The Rebellious Good-for-Nothing Miss

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It can be seen how clear their heart is.

It is better to teach people to fish than to teach people to fish. In the heart of Su’s heart, they suddenly asked: “Do you want to learn the skills of hunting? Do you want to hunt yourself and support your family in the future?”

"Hey sister! Is this true?!"

"Hey sister! Can we really learn?!"

These two small radish heads, the clothes on the body are broken and old, I don't know how many patches were made, but the washing is clean, as clean as their eyes.

Su Luo laughed: "I can teach, but to learn what to do, it depends on your own talent."

Zhao Erzhen’s heartbeat was thunderous and extremely tense.

Zhao Xiaowu also stretched a small face, very nervous!

Because this is enough to change their destiny.

"Well, don't think about it first, roast sweet potatoes, sweet potatoes, and your stomach is starving." Su Luo smiled and waved his hand.

But the two little guys are immersed in the excitement and tension of the heart, where can safely test the sweet potato, so the cooking thing is in the hands of the Soviet Union.

She had just cooked the sweet potato and cooked it, and she remembered a less friendly voice.

"Oh, you are here." A sarcasm sounded.

Su Luo looked up and found that the followers were actually the four children of the Zhao family.

Su Luo is of course familiar with them, because these four, before listening to Zhao Laotai's words to catch her.

The Soviet Union fell slightly.

Among the four brothers of the Zhao family, Zhao Sanlang is the most exposed.

He arrogantly stunned Su's eyes and ridiculed: "Look at the big baskets you have carried up the mountain, and thought that you will be rich in harvest. As a result, you are actually eating roasted sweet potatoes, hahaha-"

Zhao Erzhen and Zhao Xiaowu were trying to talk, but Su Luo shook his head at them.

Zhao Erzhen, two younger brothers, hated to sit in the same place, very unwilling to take advantage of their cousin.

Zhao Sanlang squinted at the Soviet Union and taunted: "Hey, girl, it’s been so long, you really only dig three roasted sweet potatoes? So everyone said yes, yesterday’s prey, you are lucky because of luck. Got it?"

"Hey, luck, how can you always care about you? Are you saying?"

"The real hunting is still depends on luck."

"Look, what is this?" Zhao Sanlang squinted and slanted his eyes and raised the golden pheasant in his hand. "You open your eyes and look at what it is? Golden pheasant!"

Su Luo looked at the golden pheasant...

Hey, a golden pheasant who didn’t grow up, after going to the fur viscera, was less than a pound. At that time, she all disliked the meat, so even though she was swept by her strong wind, the pheasant licked her leg, but she still did not want to lick. Xiaojinji.

Su Luo frowned: "You chicken is too small."

Zhao Sanlang was suddenly stunned by the words of the Soviet Union. However, after he reacted, he suddenly became mad: "Where is it small? And, even if it is small? You haven’t hunt anything, I’m sorry to dislike me, this little chicken is small?!”

Su Luo: "Hey, I don't bother to be a pheasant."

Zhao Sanlang: "Ah, hahaha - lazy? Hahahahaha - Hey girl, you, you, you really laughed at me, hahaha-"

Su Luo looked at Zhao Sanlang with sympathetic eyes, shook his head and stopped talking.

Zhao Sanlang sees Su Luo ignore him, even more angry!

This feeling of being ignored is more irritating than being targeted.

"We are here, grill this golden chicken?!" Zhao Sanlang deliberately said.