The tender and fresh beef sizzles on the grill pan, and the clear butter drips on the charcoal fire, making an intoxicating sizzling sound and turning into a soothing aroma.
This was the best dinner ever.
What if Li Mo hadn't been nagging beside him.
The Demon King stuffed the burnt and shiny roasted meat into his mouth, but his face looked like he had eaten spoiled cat food.
"Ali, can you calm down for a while? I have completely lost my appetite!"
"I haven't eaten a piece of meat after roasting it for so long. You don't seem to have any appetite no matter how you look at it."
"Long-winded!"
There was still sauce on his mouth, but his eyes were fixed on Li Mo like a poisonous snake staring at its prey coldly.
"Ah - really, that's it, then I won't care about you, and I'll make the barbecue myself."
Although he said this, he still flipped the barbecue on the grill neatly to ensure that it would not burn.
"I don't care, I don't care. I don't want to be a stinker. I don't care about Yu anymore. Hey, hey, hey—"
Although he said this, he stuffed all the meat on the baking pan into his mouth, his cheeks puffed up like a frog, and he smacked his lips while not forgetting to quarrel with Li Mo.
"Really, Lord Demon King, when you said you wanted to eat barbecue, I quickly went to buy it. I rely on you for everything, but you are always like this. How can I feel relieved? If you were more sensible, how much worry could I have saved. ....."
"Say, are you Mommy Yu?"
The Demon King didn't take Li Mo's words seriously at all, and completely ignored the etiquette at the table. He put his feet on the armrests of the chair and lay on his side waiting for the next wave of barbecue.
Silence, very depressing silence, is the usual atmosphere after irritating my mother.
But when the next batch of barbecue was about to be cooked, that is, when my mother felt soft, Li Mo deliberately pretended to be nonchalant and said to the devil:
"The barbecue is almost ready, stop playing...wait! Lord Demon King, what are you holding in your hand!"
The Demon King, who was spread out on the chair, held two small wooden blocks like chess pieces in his hands. He made an inexplicable "BiuBiu" sound in his mouth, and then collided with each other with the small wooden blocks.
"This? This is Yu's toy, found under your bed!"
Hearing Li Mo's voice, she leaned her head on the armrest and raised her silver hair, then lowered her head. She looked at Li Mo upside down and raised the toy in her hand to proudly show it to Li Mo.
"That's right! That's a very dangerous thing, throw it away!"
Li Mo's eyes widened and he couldn't help but stretched out his hand to grab it.
"No, this is the rest!"
The Demon King jumped down from the chair, clenching his hands tightly, but his originally cute face looked creepy because of the bulging veins on his forehead.
"Let go, this is not a toy!"
"No, I want it!"
Both of their faces turned red, and neither of them was willing to give in at all.
This kind of confrontation is very common in the Demon King's City. Every time it ends in Li Mo's defeat, this time is no exception.
His hands gradually broke away, and even his feet were dragged by the devil, but he couldn't lose this time, so:
"Ah! Rich and treacherous!"
"Where?!"
The Demon King let go of his hand, and Li Mo also fell backwards. He rolled several times before hitting the wall with his face and stopped.
"pain!"
Li Mo stood up holding his red nose.
His dizzy head felt like it was about to explode, and his nose was completely numb. He even suspected that the bridge of his nose was broken.
"You actually lied to me, stinky Limo!"
The Demon King pointed at Li Mo with his hands on his waist and tears in his eyes.
"It's the Demon King's fault that he was deceived by such lies. Everyone knows that the rich and treacherous must be playing mahjong. How could he appear here?"
snap——
Bright red liquid dripped onto the ground.
"It doesn't matter, Ali."
The Demon King quickly ran to Li Mo's side and held Li Mo's hand tightly.
"Ah, does it really still bleed?"
Nosebleeds dripped down drop by drop, and Li Mo quickly took out his handkerchief and covered his nose.
However, the small piece of wood in his hand was like a shark in the deep sea. He could smell the blood even if it was just the slightest bit, and it began to heat up. Bright red runes emerged, and then flashed with a dazzling and strange red light.
"ah!"
The two covered their eyes and shouted almost at the same time.
But after just a moment, the light dimmed, and the two people covering their eyes were safe and sound. Only the two small pieces of wood were spinning on the ground, and then broke into two halves.
"What the hell is going on!"
Li Mo rubbed his eyes and stood up unsteadily, complaining about the sudden incident in a rough voice.
His vision quickly recovered, and he fixed his eyes on the Demon King standing next to him, but his face suddenly turned livid, and his trembling lips turned pale.
"Who is this kid with a flat face that looks like he's eaten shit!"
well--
According to usual practice, the Demon King would definitely beat those who said such things until they could no longer take care of themselves, but this time she just held her forehead and sighed slightly.
"What about you, kid? Who are you?"
Li Mo was forced to panic by this indifferent reaction. He directly reached out and grabbed the Demon King's collar and lifted the Demon King up.
But at this moment, he seemed to notice something:
"Why does Yu's gaze seem to be so high?"
The Demon King, who was lifted into the air, still had a painful expression on his face. He pushed Li Mo's hand away and landed firmly on the ground.
She took two steps with her back to Li Mo with her hands firmly behind her back, then turned her head and stared at Li Mo's dark red pupils, which were quite different from hers.
"This brat is you, Lord Demon King!"
The girl, who was wearing a white dress with lace trim and her beautiful silver hair falling down to her waist, pointed at the black-haired young man who was wearing a neat tuxedo and combed her bangs flowingly.
