"That's it, do you want to eat big sausages after work, it's free, I made it myself, after all, how do you say it's also eleven executives, you still have to let you eat better, otherwise it will make the people of the Solstice Country think that I am stingy in Yuanyue Restaurant." "

Night Feather said kindly.

He swore he was absolutely well-intentioned.

The big sausage is really a big sausage, the raw materials come from Qingquan Town, and they are freshly produced.

But.

Rosalyn has been brainwashed by Ying, knowing that Night Feather is a pervert among perverts, how can she still eat Night Feather's big sausage, her body trembled and said.

"I wasn't feeling well, so I stopped eating. "

"Don't you really want to eat it? It tastes very good, and it tastes even better when you add some cheese to thicken it. Night Feather recommended it as best she could.

Pity.

At this recommendation, Rosalyn's little face turned even paler, and she refused to eat anything.

If you eat that kind of thing, it will definitely go bad.

Seeing that Rosalyn didn't eat alive or dead, Ye Yu only regarded it as Rosalyn still didn't accept her identity as an employee of Yuanyue Restaurant, alas, there is a gap that can be understood, after all, half a day ago, he was still a majestic eleven executives.

Night Feather can only enjoy the big sausage by herself.

Such days did not last long, and news came from the Dragon's Back Snow Mountain, Dvalin absorbed the power of the poisonous dragon Durin, completely blackened, and the power of the abyss on the dragon's neck deepened.

A passing cuckold poet fights Dvalin.

The end result is that both sides retreat to the edge.

The Knight of Favonius is entering the snowy mountains.

Seeing these news, Ye Yu also chuckled in his heart.

, you won't really.

To know.

The plot has been messed up by itself, and it's not surprising that anything happens, Barbatos won't really be able to do it for his family.

When it gets dark, in Nightfeather's dining room, the cuckold poet that the Knight of Favonius said has returned.

The cuckold poet Barbatos was a little tired, and it seemed that he had not beaten Dvalin.

Night Feather was stunned.

"I said Barbatos, you really haven't beaten Dvalin, can you still beat your own family?".

Barbatos just smiled awkwardly.

"Shouldn't you be a little concerned about me now? It's too much to always worry about who wins and who loses. "

said.

The drunkard poet took out the gourd and drank it in a big gulp.

"Wow, that's so comfortable. "

"You're still drinking, you're too... Lord Barbatos, can I swear?" Nightfeather asked politely.

"Yes. "

Barbatos directly swayed and spread his little hands.

"Then I'll scold, Lord Barbatos, you're such a little fool!" Nightfeather couldn't help but say.

"Hahaha, it's over, it's over~".

Barbatos was quite proud.

Night Feather was speechless.

I already knew that I would scold a little harder.

"You pig-headed, drunken idiot, give me a good job and purify Dvalin. "

"Hey~".

Barbatos tapped his head and pretended to be cute.

Ye Yu is completely helpless, this girl's wind god can't be counted on.

However.

Nightfeather didn't know.

Lady Rosalyn turned back at this moment because something had fallen, and happened to see Barbatos and Nightfeather, as a five-hundred-year-old Mondstadt, she had naturally seen Barbatos.

Moreover.

She also felt the power in Barbatos.

You can't go wrong.

That's the power of the god of wind.

But why, Ye Yu, an ordinary cook, dared to insult the Wind God !!

It's just incomprehensible.

Rosalyn has long since lost her faith in Barbatos, but seeing Barbatos being scolded, she still feels very complicated, and feels a bit excessive, as a former Mondstadt, she still retains a certain amount of respect for the wind god.

But.

Nightfeather wasn't that kind of coward.

You people in Mondstadt don't dare to swear it, I'll say it.

If you gods in Mondstadt dare not punish you, I will punish you.

In a word, I have the final say.

Nightfeather picked up the whip and slammed it at Barbatos.

"Give me a good job, bastard!".

"Wait, don't fight, um~ah~, it's weird~".

Barbatos made an inexplicable sound, and the whole picture became very strange.

Even.

When Night Feather came over with a whip, she accidentally pulled out the women's clothes that Barbatos usually wore.

"Isn't this the one you usually wear for me? "

"I know. "

The heavy picture constantly impacts Rosalyn's cognition.

Huh?

Aeolus women's clothing?

Or was it what Night Feather wore for him?

Why are the two of them so skilled when they use leather whips?

Could it be that this guy Night Feather is some kind of ancient demon god, no, it must be a demon god, a demon god of color, who came to Mondstadt, not only dominating the catering industry in Mondstadt, but also playing with the god of Mondstadt!

Too, it's terrible.

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Ask for flowers, beg, please

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