Yan was about to open his mouth to admit defeat when Ximen Lang added softly.

"quiet."

Then Yan was drowned in golden light.

…

"Asshole! Scumbag!"

Ximen Lang ignored the resentful little angel in front of him, covered his ears and turned his head to the other side.

Yan ran to the other side reluctantly.

"Asshole! Scumbag!"

That's called stubbornness.

"Honey, this woman is pestering me, do you care?"

Leng Ye was a little helpless, Ximen Lang had indeed gone too far just now.

Let’s not talk about the Shining Fruit. No one can say anything about his abilities.

But everyone wanted to admit defeat at that time, and you said a word of silence, forcibly interrupting their process of admitting defeat.

This is rather excessive.

Fortunately, Ximen Lang had just eaten the Shining Fruit, and the weapon it condensed into was not that strong yet.

But this also caused a lot of trouble for Yan.

Even Leng herself felt a little numb when she thought about so many weapons hanging above her head and shooting at her at the terrifying speed of light.

He glared at Ximen Lang fiercely, that's what he meant.

It's your own trouble, and you'll solve it yourself.

Ximen Lang had no choice but to press Yan's shoulders and push her away.

"What do you want to do?"

"I want it too!" Yan pointed at Leng and said aggrievedly.

"You still want to be my wife?! Isn't this good? I'm already cold? Is this appropriate?"

Ximen Lang was obviously a little moved, Leng was almost pissed off by him, and said with a dark face.

"What did you say!"

Ximen Lang felt a little regretful and shrugged.

"You also saw that she disagreed."

Yan almost went crazy with him.

"Where are you thinking? I'm talking about devil fruits, devil fruits!"

Speaking of this, Yan's little eyes flickered and his painting style changed.

"Of course, it's not impossible to be your wife. But, I want to be the older one! She will be the younger one!"

"Xiaolanghoozi! You really dare to think!"

When Ximen Lang saw these two people competing for him, he became jealous.

He held the two of them in his arms and said carelessly.

"What are the big ones and the small ones? They are all the same. You are all my wings."

Then, there is no more.

night.

Ximen Lang stood outside the palace with a sad face, patting the palace door.

"Honey, I was wrong! I really know I was wrong! Open the door, open the door."

Upstairs, Angel Yan, the culprit, looked at Leng sulking there with a smile.

"What are you looking at!"

Yan was unmoved.

"I'm hungry."

"You really take yourself seriously! I tell you, it's impossible! Unless I die, bah! Even if I die, I will take him with me!"

"What the hell? I was just teasing him, you couldn't tell."

Indeed, Yan was indeed teasing Ximen Lang.

How dare he think of marrying two angels at the same time!

The most important thing is that he really dares to believe it!

Of course Leng knew that Yan was teasing him, but the joke wasn't funny, especially after she had that dream.

But after hearing Yan's words, Leng's expression did soften a little, but she still added.

"Not even small ones!"

Yan waved his hand carelessly.

"Okay, okay, I'll depend on you, I'll depend on you. Really, I don't know what's so good about this guy to confuse you like this."

"If it's not good, then don't try to influence him."

Yan was not happy anymore.

"Who gave him the idea? Hurry up, I'm hungry, go cook quickly."

"Do it yourself! Do you still think of yourself as an uncle?"

Yan came to Leng's side with a smile on his face, held Leng's arm intimately, and Leng shook it, but did not shake it off.

"Isn't what I cook not as delicious as what you cook? Besides, that guy hasn't eaten either. Are you really going to starve him?"

"I really owe you!"

Leng went to busy cooking. As soon as he left the house, he came back and took Yan away.

"Hey, what are you doing? I can't cook."

“If you don’t know how, just go and learn!”

Yan followed her into the kitchen with a pout, feeling unhappy.

Finally, after waiting for several hours in Ximenlang, the door finally opened.

"Get in!"

"Okay."

Ximen Lang followed in with all his might.

At the dining table, Ximen Lang looked at the few more dishes and wondered.

"Why are there so many extra dishes today?"

After looking at the quality of the dishes, Ximen Lang couldn't help but feel a little jealous.

"Daughter-in-law, I'm going to criticize you. When it comes to cooking, it's not only about the taste, but also the presentation. If the presentation is good, your appetite will also increase, right?"

Under Leng's strange gaze, Ximen Lang took a bite of food.

"Bah, bah, bah, who beat the salt seller to death? There is so much salt, and the salt is free."

In fact, this dish is not as bad as Ximen Lang said, but who let the new guy's mouth be so cold?

I am served every day by five-star chefs who are trying their best to do whatever they want, and they are always trying to make things difficult for anyone.

"Is it so unpalatable?"

Yan took a mouthful of food in disbelief, and his face fell.

It's really not delicious, and it's incomparable to the cold version.

I don’t know what’s going on with this guy. Everyone has been fighting with flaming swords for thousands of years. Why can she still have the skill of cooking?

It’s unscientific!

He piled all the dishes he cooked in front of Ximen Lang.

"After eating it, I'll leave it to you."

"Why?"

Yan ignored him and talked to Leng, minding his own business.

"Leng, educating the male god is a relatively detailed job. First of all, you have to let him develop a good habit of obedience. I leave it to you."

Leng was completely unmoved.

Communication from the cold dark plane.
To be continued...