Chapter 934

Lu Zhengkang's eyes glanced around the room. There was a long table on the fireplace, bookshelf, Candlestick, coat and hat rack. A plate of hot pie on the table should have just been taken out of the North kitchen. The hot air evaporated from the pie skin and condensed into a thin mist, curling around the leaves of the green orchids on the table. If you don't eat this pie again, when the mist condenses on the veins of the leaves, it turns into dew drops and falls back on the skin of the pie.

Lu Zongping can almost judge the dangerous time: after a minute and twenty-one seconds, there will be drops of water.

Seeing that he was hesitating in the corridor of the lounge, Toril called out, carefully pinning the bookmark, closing the book and putting it on her lap. She pressed the book cover with her hands in a quiet manner. "Hey, little guy, do you see the pie on the table? It's still very hot. Why don't you take a nap? "

Let him come back in vain? It's absolutely impossible, absolutely impossible. Full of determination, Lu Zongping trotted into the kitchen, took out two platters from the cupboard, and got knives and forks.

In a panic, toryl looks around on the sofa: she seems to have her legs sealed by the sofa. She bends her knees and moves on the sofa seat. Looking at the knife in Lu Zongping's hand, her heart beats suddenly.

"Child, you can't use such a dangerous tool. What if you hurt yourself?" Toryl wanted to get up in a hurry. Lu Zongping had already cut the cream sugar cinnamon pie into six equal parts. His action was quick and without thinking. He took one from each and put it on two platters. Then he put a knife and fork on one side of the platter. He acted skillfully, just like a diligent master.

Toriel was relieved. "Oh, I didn't expect that, son. Do you often do housework?"

Lu Zongping doesn't speak. It's his first time to do housework. If it's also called housework, it's just that he has a high degree of control over this simple work. It's nothing more than dispatching, distributing and arranging. He foresees every step ahead of time.

Hot pie, placed in a round bowl, is baked by fire magic with a long-lasting heat. If it wasn't for toriel to bring out the pie in advance, she might have to worry about Lu Zongping being scalded.

Lu Zongping takes a portion of cream sugar cinnamon pie to Toril. It's respect for the host's family. Even travelers should keep good manners. Lu Zongping is very demanding of himself.

Toryl gently rubbed the boy's comfortable hair. "Boy, I find you are too sensible. I don't know what you've been through."

Lu Zongping:-_ -

sure enough, a man like me will make women involuntarily attracted by my mysterious temperament, hehe.

Torrell finally got rid of the bondage of the sofa. The soft cushion can always make people forget to return. Lu Zongping sat down side by side with her at the dinner table. Toryl was very gentle and carefully cut off the skin of the pie with a fork. Each time she took a small bite, just like a casual brush stroke. She didn't have much interest in the special pie for her children. From time to time, she looked at Lu Zongping sideways.

The filling of the flowing cinnamon pie is not completely solidified and maintains a certain fluidity. When you press the pie skin gently, you can hear a soft crackle. The filling flows out and overflows on the plate, making the aroma more abundant. Lu Zongping doesn't like forks. He cuts a large piece directly with a knife and sends it to the entrance. His tongue licks the residue on the knife face, which makes Toril tremble.

"Oh, this child is so strange and uncomfortable, but he's still a good child on the whole," torrell whispered

Lu Zongping finished one and added another to his plate. He had a large amount of food, but he was not very hungry. He ate two to show his affirmation of Toril's craftsmanship.

On the journey, the different people he meets are also very important scenery. Lu Zongping is not in a hurry to continue his exploration of the underground world for the time being. He plans to stay at toriel's home for a while. She is ready to educate Lu Zongping herself.

After dinner, toriel hopes Lu Zongping to take a nap to replenish his energy and relieve his frightened mood. If a child rashly enters a new world, he will always feel fear, even if he doesn't show it. Lu Zongping felt that he was strong enough. Toriel also asked him to wear shoes: there was a box full of children's shoes in the bedroom.

Lu Zongping fell down naked. His clothes were woven with flowers, and he was barefoot. His feet were white and full, and there was no dust at all. Toryl was so fond of looking at the lovely boy everywhere. He is not perfect like nature, and natural without carving, perhaps only the natural sacred can do it.

Lu Zongping can go back to take a nap. After dinner, he is also a little sleepy, but he doesn't want to wear shoes. He doesn't like the styles of those shoes. Some of them are very feminine and hinder his touch of the earth.

The soft single bed has a soft quilt, and Lu Zongping falls asleep.

Toryl opened the door quietly, and the room was dark and dark. The boy lay flat on the bed and curled up. Baiyang walked to the bed and looked at Lu Zongping's face. It was white and beautiful, like a white jade face sculpture with eyes closed, as if there was sunshine. Even though the room was dark and dark, the boy gave people warmth.Is there such a beautiful child in the world?

Torrell regards this human child as a special gift.

Bai Yang gently stroked Lu Zongping's forehead and touched his glossy and smooth skin to detect his slight trembling. The boy breathed evenly and suddenly frowned. Toryl suspected that she had disturbed his sleep and was about to leave. The boy raised his hand and groped around as if chasing something. Did he have any dreams? It must be.

Toriel gently grasped the boy's anxious palm, and his brow relaxed.

Quiet sleep, is the moon god's gentle branches, boy, don't panic, the sun will come out; deep quiet flow at night, flowing through the long boat, monsters in the sky, singing the song of nature, the clouds are also scattered, the fog is also scattered; the dome of rock is cracked, the dome of earth is broken, the moon god's branches are long; boy, don't panic, oh, the sun will come out The underground is the sky, the sky is the ocean, the monsters are singing enchanting songs on the sea, the waves subside, the storm subsides; the dome of the atmosphere collapses, the dome of the weather collapses, the branches of the moon god are high; boy, don't panic, eh, the sun will come out.

Lu Zongping gently holds the thumb of Baiyang. He seems to be climbing the branches of the moon god and flying up into the sky. There are clear stars and moon in the clear sky.