96. LITTLE LIAR.

 

A flash of vigilance flashed in Jin Lingrui’s eyes: “I don’t know.”

Dong Ling Ce stared into his eyes: “You don’t have to be wary of me, I just want to figure out what sins your father did in his previous life so that his face is covered with sarcoma, why will it become more while doing bad things, and less with good deeds, if I find out the reason, maybe I can help Jiabao cure sarcoma.”

 

“You know that?”

“Hmm!”

“Why do you want to help him?” Jin Lingrui suddenly thought of what Rao Yi said, did she really guess it right?

“I don’t need to tell you this.”

Jin Lingrui sipped his tea, “I really don’t know my father’s birthday. I was young when he died, so it’s impossible for him to tell me this, and it’s even less likely for me to ask.”
Dong Ling Ce thought for a while and asked, “What is Jiabao’s date of birth?”­

Jin Lingrui was silent for a long time before saying, “June 4, 1993, at five o’clock in the morning.”

 

“The information in his slave contract is different.”

“I forged the information, and I don’t want others to know about our past.”

Dong Ling calculated with his finger, but couldn’t figure anything out.

But he couln’t calculate anything.

Dong Ling Ce did the calculation again, but still did not get anything.

Seeing that he was frowning tightly, Jin Lingrui quickly asked, “How is it? What did you figure out?”

Dong Ling Ce glanced at him, “Are you sure you didn’t give me the wrong birth date?”

“No mistake.”

Dong Ling Ce said again After counting again, it still doesn’t work: “Nothing can be calculated.”

The people he usually can’t calculate are either more powerful than him or as powerful as him, or they are people who can change their own fate. He thinks the latter is more probable.

Jin Lingrui raised her eyebrows: “Can’t figure it out?”

Dong Ling Ce asked: “What about your date of birth?”

“June 4, 1981, born at 5 am”

same day, same hour?

Dong Ling Ce curled his lips: “It’s really interesting, it seems that I might still not be able to figure it out.”
He counted with his fingers, and sure enough, he couldn’t figure anything out.

If Dong Ling Ce hadn’t suspected that this father and sons had problems, he would have thought that his divine power had declined.

“You can’t figure it out?”

“No.”

Jin Lingrui took out a cigarette in surprise, lit it and took a puff: “Even you can’t figure it out.”

 

“I can’t figure it out. There are only two possibilities. The first is someone who is more powerful than me or as powerful as me. If it is really the first type, then your father is definitely a god.” Dong Ling Ce squinted his eyes: “A very powerful god.”

 

Jin Lingrui Breathing out smoke, said, “No matter how powerful you are, you will die.”

Dong Ling Ce took a sip of tea, got up and walked out, followed the sound of cutting vegetables to find Bao Ye.

While chopping vegetables, Bao Ye said, “Tan Tu, if you have nothing to do, can you wash vegetables and rice, or kill fish, why do you keep staring at me?”

 

Tan Tu poked his waist and said: “You must promise me that you will never add your divine power to food.”

Bao Ye rolled his eyes: “You think I have too much power to use?”

Tan Tu saw Dong Ling Ce came to the kitchen, turned around and left without further words.

Dong Ling Ce walked to Bao Ye’s side, raised his hand to remove the vegetable leaves stuck on his head.

Bao Ye glanced at him: “Why are you here? Go out, the smell of oily smoke is heavy here, it is not suitable for you to come here.”

Dong Ling Ce stood still: “I came here to tell you about what I

Want to eat.”

“No need, I’m not your chef, I can’t cook your favorite dish.”

 

“It’s very simple, you just need to remember a few points.”

 

“What is it?”

Dong Ling Ce twitched his lips, “I don’t eat the beginnings and end of vegetables, I don’t eat vegetables with holes or worms in the leaves, and I don’t eat vegetables that are too old or too tender. I don’t eat meat and vegetables sliced ​​more than one millimeter, and I don’t eat food that are too oily, too sweet, too bitter, too salty, too spicy, too sour, too bland…”

Bao Ye had expected that he would do this, so he said very calmly: “There is exactly one dish that meets your requirements.”
“What dish?” Dong Ling Ce asked curiously.

Bao Ye picked up the transparent plastic bag next to him, inflated it and said, “A Ce, open your mouth, I’ll feed you.”

Dong Ling Ce raised his eyebrows: “What do you want to feed me?”

“Come on, let me feed you air.” Bao Ye quickly put his arms around his shoulders, took a plastic bag and poured it into his mouth: “This dish has absolutely no vegetables, no holes, and no worms, and it is not too old or too tender, not too oily, too sweet, too bitter, too salty, too spicy, too sour, too light, it is very suitable for your taste.”

Dong Ling Ce grabbed his wrist: “If there is no oil or salt, the dish without seasoning I don’t eat either.”

“Go away.” Bao Ye gave him an angry look, “Don’t hinder me from cooking.”

 

Dong Ling Ce held his hand and said, “I see that you are good with knives, you teach me how to cut vegetables.”

“You?” Bao Ye sneered: “Forget it, your hands are as tender as a piece of tofu. You are not a person who is suitable for rough work.” He put down the plastic bag and picked up the kitchen knife: “I’ll do it, you, just be patient and wait for the meal.”

These words made Dong Ling Ce feel that he was reluctant to make him do rough, the corners of his mouth curled high, he put his arms around Bao Ye’s waist and rested his head on his shoulder to watch him chop vegetables.

As long as Dong Ling Ce doesn’t make trouble, Bao Ye didn’t care.

Boss Ji, who had been completely ignored from the beginning, looked at them and silently lowered his head while washing the dishes. He felt that after washing the dishes, he should also wash his eyes. Otherwise, why did the more he looked at these two, the more he felt that they looked like a couple.

Dong Ling Ce watched Bao Ye chopping vegetables familiarly, and suddenly called out: “Little liar.”

Bao Ye glanced at him: “me?”

“Yeah!”

“When did I lie to you?

“You didn’t learn to cook in Jin Lingrui’s dormitory.”

Bao Ye was stunned when he heard this, and cut his finger: “Ah!”

Dong Ling Ce hurriedly took his hand and saw that his middle finger had been cut: “Why are you so careless.”

Bao Ye stared at Dong Ling Ce, if he hadn’t exposed him suddenly, would he have been distracted and cut his finger?

Dong Ling Ce used divine power to heal his wound, and said in a deep voice, “Be careful, if you cut yourself again, you won’t be able to enter the kitchen in the future.”

Bao Ye picked up the kitchen knife: “Isn’t it normal to cut yourself in the kitchen sometimes? ”

“You’re still talking back.”

Bao Ye: …
Dong Ling Ce didn’t talk after this.

Boss Ji, who was still washing the dishes in the corner, hurriedly washed the dishes, and slipped out of the kitchen lightly: “My god, I think I’ve discovered something extraordinary.” The more he watched, the more he felt that Dong Ling Ce liked Bao Ye, especially After Bao Ye got hurt, Dong Ling Ce’s expression and tone were as vivid as a husband caring for his wife.

“What Did you discover?” Jin Lingrui who came out to smoke asked curiously when he heard Boss Ji’s words.

Boss Ji thought for a while, he wanted Jin Lingrui to find out by himself, so that he would be shocked too.

When the meal was ready, everyone was stunned when they saw the food on the table.

“This, is this really made by you, Jia Bao?” Tan Tu took a piece of meat to try, and it tasted really good.

Tan Mai asked: “Tan Tu, how does it taste?”

“It’s not bad, why don’t you try it?”

“Do you feel uncomfortable after eating it?”

Bao Ye was speechless after hearing this: “You think I Poisoned the food?”

Tan Mai quickly shook his head: “No, no.”

Tan Tu picked up a few other dishes and tasted them: “It’s really good.”

Rao Yi and the others looked at Tan Tu eating Bao Ye’s dishes, He can still sit here well, and I also picked up the chopsticks to try.

Tan Mi wowed: “Master Bao, your skills have improved.”
Tan Tu and the others glared at him immediately.

Tan Mi sticks out his tongue, and quickly grabs some vegetables to eat.

Knowing that they regarded him as the father of ugly slave, Bao Ye didn’t pay attention to what Tan Mi said, scooped a bowl of soup for Dong Ling Ce and started to eat.
Dong Ling Ce glanced at them and drank the soup leisurely.

After the meal, the people from Floating City came to see Bao Ye one after another.

“Jia Bao, I was really embarrassed I saw you as your father.” Uncle Ming took Bao Ye’s hand and said, “Because you look so much like your father, we couldn’t help being too excited when we saw you.”

“It’s okay.” Bao Ye found that although Uncle Ming and the others were not as enthusiastic as before, from their eyes, they could see that they were suppressing their emotions, so as not to be too excited.

This made Bao Ye feel very strange, they still regarded him as the ugly slave’s father, then why are they pretending.

What puzzled him the most was that they kept pulling him to recall things about Ugly slave’s father, and sometimes they would quickly ask him if he could remember something, He wasn’t Ugly slave’s father, so how could he remember?

“Your father was so bad. He once stole my underwear and put it under the pillow. He also told me that he would marry me in the future, but now he is gone, so you, the son, can fulfill his promise.” A demon said.

Bao Ye: “…”

Rao Yi was furious: “Fu You, don’t fabricate things to deceive him.”

Fu You put his hands on his hips and said, “What I said is true, why would I fabricate things? He gave it to me. The letter of commitment is still under my pillow, do you want me to show it to you.”

“Okay, bring it here, I want to see if it says “Let Jiabao marry you.””

“You!”

“Don’t quarrel.” A fat male demon stopped him: “Bao Ye doesn’t like you at all, he likes me. He also gave me a token of love, which is hanging around my neck. Look at the necklace, my name is engraved on it. It’s me.”

“!” Bao Ye hurriedly asked Jin Lingrui: “How many people has our father proposed to?”

Jin Lingrui curled her lips: “When he can’t control himself from doing bad things, he often proposes to others.”

“Really?” Bao Ye hurriedly touched his face: “You didn’t lie to me?”

“Isn’t the truth right in front of you?”
Bao Ye: “…”
Dong Ling Ce suddenly chuckled.

 

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