Tiange, who hasn't enjoyed family affection for a day, doesn't know what emotion it is.
Some people are full of it. It's like every time they make steamed bread, but they can't make the same taste as him. Finally, they can only look at a pool of white batter in a daze.
And some happy, if you have to describe it, it's like a hundred flowers in full bloom in spring. She opened the door and thousands of petals rushed into her arms. At the moment of smelling the fragrance of the flowers, the corners of her mouth rose slightly.
"Remember."
The man's eyes are a little erratic.
Big steamed bread
For thousands of years, he only made steamed bread for one person.
"Are you locked up?"
Tiange stared at the border curiously. The man was covered in the border, and the diameter of the activity was less than ten meters.
"I don't really want to come out."
He doesn't look very happy.
"Well“
Tiange tilted her head, just like when a man thought she would break the border violently, she suddenly opened her mouth and her eyes were clear and clean:
"Can you invite me in?"
He was slightly stunned.
"No?"
Seeing his hesitation, Tiange wrinkled his nose, took it out in his arms and spread out his palm. In his white palm, he lay a white steamed bread quietly and asked seriously:
"I have no money. This is my most precious thing. I'll give it to you. Can you let me in?"
This is human etiquette. Before entering someone else's house, you should first ask the owner's consent.
Those immortals hate her so much because she is a devil.
Demons will be hated.
Then she should be polite now. She should be like a human?
The man looked at her milk cat eyes and looked complex:
"You shouldn't be here."
"But you're here."
Tiange stared at her stubbornly.
She's so bad now that no one can hurt her, but she's not happy.
Everyone hates her. She doesn't know where to go.
Only he would hold her and make her delicious white steamed bread.
"You are still as stubborn as when you were a child."
Tiange didn't quite understand what he meant and said to himself:
"I'm hungry."
I was just hungry.
The man was quite helpless: "with your current mana, you can make a valley."
"But I'm still hungry."
Tiange looked dazed and touched his rumbling stomach.
"Alas..."
The man sighed slightly and raised his hand to reveal his wrist with chains under his white robe:
"But I can't make steamed bread for you now."
Tiange's eyes suddenly became fierce: "who is it?"
"You go."
Looking at her fierce fried hair, the corners of the man's mouth were slightly hooked, revealing the first smile after the reunion.
Tiange was stunned.
The flowers in spring bloom again.
Without waiting for them to say more, there was a sudden sound of footsteps behind them.
Tiange turned back sharply, and his eyes were not good.
"Don't look at me like this. I'm here to answer your doubts."
The visitor is a fairy, with gray hair and a gray Taoist robe.
Tiange was skeptical: "say."
"Do you know why he is locked up here?"
The old man's opening attracted Tiange's curiosity.
"Because he's dying."
"Dead..."
Tiange suddenly thought of the people she had killed. Warm blood kept pouring out of his body. His body gradually lost temperature, and then he couldn't open his eyes anymore.
Will he... Become a cold body that will never speak?
"Steamed bread, are you dying?"
Tiange stared into his eyes.