Chapter 339： pocket for balls

That packet of peanut nougat Wumei was left to Qiuqiu to eat. She didn't want to eat Mei Shuhan's food too much, and she couldn't get over that hurdle in her heart, and the last time Yan Mingshun bought the candy, she hadn't finished it yet!

Wu Mei peeled off a piece of sugar and fed it to Qiuqiu. The water on the little guy's body had dried up and became a fluffy ball again. Wu Mei held Qiuqiu in his arms and said to himself: "Qiuqiu, you say Why is this life different from the previous life? Then am I still the same me?"

Qiuqiu's brain capacity is not much bigger than that of a walnut. How could he clearly think about such a profound problem? With a big tail, he rolled up Mei Shuhan's packet of peanut candy on the table, and disappeared after a while.

Wu Mei watched helplessly as a paper bag of peanut candy disappeared inexplicably in front of his eyes, as if it had dissolved into the air, silently.

She turned Qiuqiu upside down, her belly was clean, not even a piece of candy wrapper, and this packet of peanut candy was about the same size as Qiuqiu's body, it couldn't hide it even if she wanted to, where did this packet of candy go? already?

"Ballball, where did you put the candy?"

Wu Mei searched the house, but found nothing, Qiu Qiu swung his tail proudly, but there were already three more pieces of candy on the table. The candy wrappers were still missing.

Under the service of Wu Mei's horse-killing chicken, Uncle Qiu finally showed mercy and took out the candy wrapper. Although Wu Mei's eyes were like copper bells, she still couldn't find the hiding place of the candy wrapper. Seeing the fluctuations in the air, just like ripples on the calm water, the candy wrapper appeared so suddenly.

Qiuqiu peeled off a piece of candy, and the candy wrapper disappeared again under Wu Mei's eyelids.

This time, Wu Mei could see clearly that with the fluctuation of the air, the candy wrapper was like rock candy that fell into the soup pot, and soon disappeared, blending with the soup.

Qiu Qiu's black bean eyes blinked triumphantly, his big tail hooked again, and the stationery box on the table was rolled over, so the stationery box also dissolved into the air like a candy wrapper.

Wu Mei looked at Qiuqiu blankly. At this time, if she didn't understand, she would be really stupid. She suddenly thought of Tinkerbell's magical pocket, which contains everything you need, and can put anything in it.

"Qiuqiu, are you really Tinkerbell? Can you make Argen-Dazs? Can you make matcha mousse?"

A series of questions popped up in Wu Mei, his eyes fixed on Qiu Qiu's belly, he couldn't help reaching out to touch the little guy's soft belly, trying to find a pocket on it, but after touching it for a long time, the belly was still small and exquisite. Outside the little Ding Ding, it is empty.

Qiuqiu was so embarrassed that he bared his little fangs angrily. For the second time, the little master peeked at his private parts for the second time. Uncle and aunt couldn't bear it!

"Qiuqiu, what are you doing to be angry? You are out there every day, and you want to keep people from seeing unless you wear small underwear." Wu Mei disagreed. Little Tintin, who is not much bigger than an embroidery needle, has such big eyes. , is really easy to ignore.

But this can't be said in front of Qiuqiu, the little guy also needs dignity, and he can't be attacked!

Really can't stand Wu Mei's harassment, Qiu Qiu had to honestly confess his pocket, it was actually in his mouth, Qiu Qiu only had one mouth, the air fluctuated, and the candy wrapper fell out, the same, another mouth. , the stuff is stuffed in.