Chapter 315
"Hurry up and eat. After you finish, it's Misaki's turn."
Ye Cang knew that he didn't eat as fast as Orochimaru, so he served him a bowl of soup while he spoke.
Good things should be shared.
Ye Cang did a great job in this regard.
"That's no need."
"Drink more."
Originally, Orochimaru had no objection to these soups, but when he thought about their current effects, he didn't want to drink them.
"Of course I have to drink. We can't let our precious daughter starve."
"You should drink some too, to replenish your body."
Ye Cang looked at Orochimaru deeply and thought to himself, I still fed you.
"The chicken soup is delicious, teacher, just drink a bowl."
Seeing that Orochimaru was about to say something to evade the question, Misaki quickly interrupted.
"Okay, I'll have a bowl then."
Orochimaru agreed and started eating first, followed by Ye Cang.
Only Misaki was enjoying holding Sogetsu, as if she wasn't hungry at all.
"If you like it so much, I'll keep it for you for a few days."
"I just happened to be a little tired of playing."
Ye Cang looked at Misaki's worthless smile and teased.
How could she bear to throw her daughter away?
"No, I'm afraid Cang Yue will be hungry."
Misaki smiled, but she didn't have breast milk to feed Sogetsu.
"Haha, send it back when you're hungry."
Orochimaru followed with a joke.
"Then I'm afraid you won't be willing to let me go, teacher."
Misaki knew how much Orochimaru treasured Sogetsu. She was truly the apple of his eye.
Hold it in your mouth for fear of melting, hold it in your hand for fear of falling.
"Is there anything I can't bear to part with?"
Orochimaru still refused to admit it, and his eyes hardly left his precious daughter while he was eating.
"Then should I really let Misaki take care of Cang Yue for a few days?"
Ye Cang just couldn't stand seeing someone being stubborn.
"Forget it, I still think it's inappropriate."
"It's not that I'm reluctant, it's just that it's too troublesome to go back and forth."
"It will be better to wait until Cang Yue is older and can eat food."
Orochimaru refused in all seriousness, and what he said was very reasonable.
"Hahaha~"
"Master's wife is joking."
Misaki was amused by Orochimaru. It was really a blessing to have someone who was willing to play dumb and cooperate with you.
"That's just you."
"When Cang Yue grows up, you'll want to tie her to your belt, right?"
Ye Cang rolled his eyes, and it was confirmed that he was a daughter slave.
"That's not the case. I'm not that kind of person."
Orochimaru said this, but he didn't think so in his heart.
I feel at ease only when you are by my side.
"The teacher is afraid that Cang Yue will be kidnapped by Ginci when she grows up."
Misaki suddenly remembered what Tsunade had said before and brought it up again.
"If he dares, break his legs."
Orochimaru's eyes widened, as if he could imagine that brat Ginji holding Cangyue and demonstrating in front of him.
"Uncle Orochimaru, I will take Cang Yue away."
Orochimaru quickly shook the image from his mind, still feeling a little scared.
If that day really comes, he hopes it can be later.
It's really painful to see the cabbages that you worked so hard to grow taken away with the pots.
"Then just wait for Chuanfeng and his wife to fight you to the death!!"
"I think Ginji is pretty cute."
Ye Cang changed the subject and said that she was quite interested in child marriage.
If Orochimaru hadn't stopped him, he would probably have agreed.
Compared with the looks of Kaede Ikawa and Tsunade, first of all, Ginji is definitely not ugly.
Secondly, the Hatake family has huge assets, and Tsunade is the Hokage, so she has both money and power.
No matter how you think about it, Yinci will be a hot commodity in the future.
If you really want to be picky, Cang Yue has found a rich husband in advance! !
I'm afraid there's no other Ginci in the entire Konoha.
"So what if I'm cute?"
"Cang Yue's happiness should be in her own hands."
Orochimaru simply ignored the topic of fighting to the death.
As things stand, he is totally not strong enough to defeat those two men.
