My Demon Queen

"how is it going."

Ye An's eyes were full of eagerness and anticipation. He looked at the three girls closely, like a child who was eager to be praised. His voice was slightly raised, and he couldn't wait to ask the three girls repeatedly.

After hearing this, Mo Ruxue just snorted coldly, pursed her lips and stopped talking, but her movements of eating the meat obviously became faster, and her hands moved skillfully and quickly, as if she was expressing her approval of the deliciousness of the barbecue in this way.

Xiaorou was full of excitement and joy. She held the meat tightly in her hands, her eyes sparkling, her face filled with a bright and happy smile. She nodded repeatedly and kept saying, "Very good, it's really delicious."

Mo Qingcheng seemed much more elegant and calm. She slowly brought the barbecue to her mouth and savored it bite by bite. Every movement she made was filled with innate nobility and elegance. Then she nodded gently at Ye An, her mouth corners slightly raised, and her crescent-shaped smile revealed a hint of imperceptible admiration.

Seeing the three girls' reactions, Ye An's inner pride instantly surged up like a tide, and he secretly rejoiced in his heart: I'm kidding, this is a unique craft passed down from my world. If I had traveled to a parallel and fictional ancient time instead of this fantasy world of cultivating immortals, with this skill of mine, I could at least become the richest man.

Ye An was very satisfied watching the three women eating the meat to their heart's content and marveling at the deliciousness of the barbecue. He also felt a great sense of satisfaction in his heart because of their recognition. However, after a brief moment of joy, his brows gradually frowned, as if something crucial had been missed.

Ye An slowly looked around, his eyes filled with thought and exploration. His brows were tightly furrowed as he carefully thought about what was missing.

Suddenly, as if he suddenly realized something, he slapped his forehead and shouted loudly: "Oh, I said something was missing, eating meat without drinking wine is like feeding it to the dog, wait a minute, there is something good for you."

After saying this, Ye An ran to the backyard in a hurry like a gust of wind.

It turned out that there was a flower with a very strong fragrance there that Ye An had accidentally discovered when he was wandering around with nothing to do. At that time, a kind of wine immediately came to his mind, called peach blossom wine. So, he cleverly used modern knowledge to blend the petals and wine together, and then let them ferment naturally. Now, a year has passed, and it seems that the wine should be almost ready to be tasted.

However, when the three women heard Ye An say the somewhat vulgar words "eating meat without drinking alcohol is like feeding it to a dog", their expressions changed drastically in an instant.

Mo Qingcheng's originally indifferent expression became even more indifferent. She gently placed the meat in her hand on the plate beside her, and a trace of barely perceptible disdain flashed in her eyes.

Xiao Rou looked angrily in the direction where Ye An left, her face full of displeasure. Then she also imitated Mo Qingcheng and put the meat in her hand aside obediently, pouting her mouth slightly, as if to express her dissatisfaction.

Mo Ruxue seemed more irritable. After hearing Ye An's words, anger suddenly appeared on her face, as if there was a flame burning. She exerted force with her hands, and the piece of meat that she had not finished eating instantly turned into powder in her hands and fell from between her fingers, as if the dissatisfaction in her heart was also scattered along with the powder.

Afterwards, Ye An carefully and happily brought three jars of wine. He walked very carefully, as if he was holding the most precious treasure in the world, and walked steadily step by step.

Because just when he took out the wine, Ye An clearly smelled the extremely strong aroma of the wine. The unique aroma was completely different from what he had smelled in his original world. It was even wonderfully mixed with the faint scent of flowers. This unique scent made him very excited and made him very happy.

"Come on, this is..."

Ye An just walked up to the three women excitedly, but the excitement on his face froze all of a sudden, because he found that the three women all had an expression of obvious dissatisfaction on their faces.

Even Xiaorou, who was usually the most well-behaved and gentle, looked unhappy at this moment, with her little mouth slightly pouted.

However, when seeing Mo Ruxue's murderous gaze, Ye An suddenly felt a little afraid. He racked his brains but couldn't figure out how he had offended them to make them look like that.

Just as Mo Ruxue was about to make a move, Mo Qingcheng spoke elegantly: "Let me see what you have in your hand."

Ye An hurriedly and obediently placed the three jars of wine next to Mo Qingcheng, but the doubts in his heart were like a lingering fog. Just as he was about to ask what was going on, Mo Qingcheng spoke again.

"It's OK, Ruxue."

"Okay, sister."

As these two sentences fell softly, before Ye An had time to react, Mo Ruxue grabbed him aside like an eagle catching a chick, and then gave him a merciless beating.

This time, Xiao Rou did not feel sorry for Ye An as usual. Instead, she looked at him angrily without saying a word, but her cute little face was full of anger.

Mo Qingcheng asked Ye An to put down the wine because she smelled the tempting aroma of wine, so as to avoid accidental injury in the fight. At this moment, she opened the wine jar with curiosity, put her nose close to it, and carefully smelled the unique smell of wine.

"Mo Ruxue, what are you doing? Do you have any conscience? I gave you barbecue and you hit me."

While Ye An was desperately protecting his head, he was shouting at the top of his lungs, his voice full of grievance and confusion.

"Oh, conscience? Eating meat without drinking is like feeding the dog, right? Hmm? Who do you say is the dog?"

Mo Ruxue gritted her teeth, her voice was cold, and she raised her pink little fist and beat Ye An mercilessly.

This time, Mo Ruxue did not use any spiritual power at all, but only sealed Ye An's spiritual power. It was completely a fight between mortals, with every punch hitting the flesh.

When Ye An heard this, he couldn't help but feel annoyed in his heart: Trouble comes from the mouth, trouble comes from the mouth. If I had known this, I would not have said anything nonsense.

Xiao Rou pouted unhappily. After smelling the aroma of wine, she sat down next to Mo Qingcheng, wanting to see what that delicious thing was.

Mo Qingcheng looked at Xiaorou coming over and smiled slightly. She was always extra tolerant towards Xiaorou. Then she took out two cups and poured one for Xiaorou and one for herself.