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Chapter 276

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He was interested. "How is it?"

Elder Xue's face was a little distorted. "It's, it's okay … No, it's delicious, too delicious. My lord's cooking is really the best in the world!"

The Demon Lord said casually, "Tell me the truth."

Elder Xue swallowed hard. Really? He hesitated, unable to figure out what the Demon Lord was thinking.

Speaking of which, was it really possible for a human to make such sweet pastries? Was there something wrong with the Demon Lord's taste buds?

Facing the Demon Lord's blood-red and cold gaze, Elder Xue said with trembling lips, "It's a little … a little too sweet."

Hearing this, the Demon Lord was not angry? Instead, he nodded and asked him, "How's the color?"

Elder Xue began to wonder. What color was that plate of pastries? Why didn't the Demon Lord look at it himself?

Could it be that those bloody eyes were just for show?

Of? However, he did not dare to say this out loud. Really? After the previous lesson, he did not even dare to try to figure out the Demon Lord's meaning. He trembled and said honestly, "The color is emerald green, very beautiful."

The Demon Lord made a sound of agreement, but there was no expression on his face? What kind of happy expression was there?

Elder Xue thought that this time, the Demon Lord should let him go? But he heard the Demon Lord's faint voice again. "You don't have to sweep the demon palace for the time being. Just stay here and taste my cooking. Take it as my reward for your hard work all day long. Here's your reward. "

Elder Xue: "…"

So he had to stay in the kitchen and eat pastries for the whole day.

In the end, his mouth was already numb.

The taste of the Demon Lord's pastries was really indescribable. Either the taste was too strong, or there was nothing? There was no taste to speak of.

He watched helplessly? The Demon Lord slowly added and added from two spoonfuls of sugar. Every time he made a finished product, he wanted him to taste it. More? He said in detail how he felt.

As if he was teasing him? He was playing.

However, Elder Xue did not dare to say much.

Until the Demon Lord finally brought out a plate of delicious apricot cake. Elder Xue's stomach was already round, and he could not hold it anymore. He could not help but look in horror. That plate of pastries.

The Demon Lord seemed to be in a good mood and even smiled at him. No? Hold it? He handed over the plate of pastries and spoke in a very amiable manner.

"Since you're full, let's go back to work."

Elder Xue heaved a sigh of relief, feeling as if he had just survived a calamity.

It was already evening.

The garden in the back hall of the Demon Palace was very large. Elder Xue stood alone in the lonely autumn wind, sweeping the fallen leaves on the ground.

It wasn't until the moon was high in the sky that half of it was swept away.

His gaze swept over a remote area, and his gaze suddenly focused.

Through the shadows of the trees, one could see the depths of the garden. In a dark green lotus pond.

There was a stone pavilion in the middle of the lotus pond.

There were two people in the stone pavilion.

It was the Lord and his wife.

The Lord's wife was still dressed in white. Her snow-like white hair was gently draped over her body, and her silver eyelashes were drooping. She was held in the Demon Lord's arms like a beautiful snow-white cat.

The Demon Lord had a plate of apricot cake in his hand and was talking to him. From time to time, he would pick up a piece of apricot cake and feed it to the Lord's wife.

The Lord's wife ate very slowly, and the Demon Lord imprisoned his arms, not allowing him to raise his hand to pick up the apricot cake. So the Lord's wife could only eat it? The Demon Lord's hand ate slowly, and his silver eyelashes trembled gently like a fan. It trembled so much that one's heart was about to melt.

After eating a good piece of apricot cake for half a day, the Lord's wife just ate it? When the last bit entered her mouth, the Demon Lord went up to snatch it again.

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