Chapter 10： I am such a cub!

Diary of Wang Xiaoma: I don’t want much, a spicy hot pot is enough~~~

He couldn't see the distorted expression on his face when the wind hung down, and the scarlet blood spread to the black pupil, which was about to occupy the entire eyeball.

That old immortal--! Dare to lie to me! Why does Brother know, why and why! My sacrifice is clearly correct!

That old immortal must have lied! Wen Feng bit his lip and suppressed his gasp. If the old thing died too long, he must torture him to death!

"Then what, I don't mean anything else..." Wang Xiaoma hurriedly put down the flies next to the squat and rubbed his hands: "I didn't mean it on purpose. Why are you, your big lord, a girl attacking?? Wait! You won’t suffer, won’t it! There is no spring for two little sufferers!”

Wang Xiaoma's face changed greatly, and he treated the same minute minute watch as a scumbag.

Although Wen Fengjin didn't understand what was attacking, he still guessed from his mouth and raised his head and said, "Sleep lamp, you worry too much..."

That's good, that's good... scares me with white hair and sweat.

Wang Xiaoba cleared his throat and said a little embarrassedly: "As I said earlier, I might die if I leave the tree, so I can't go."

He is now really a ‘Wang Shuren who charges for one minute and talks for two hours’. Every time he leaves the God Tree for too long, he has to go back under the tree to charge a wave of energy.

Now the taste of hot pot can be tasted by holding the big tree in advance for a long time, otherwise he would like to eat soil if he eats a can!

"Well, I don't have any attachments on the ground, and you are definitely me. Since then, we will live together and no one will abandon anyone. If I really restore my memory, we will really be in one day, or wait for you. When I found out that I wasn’t the person you were looking for, we separated that day."

"How is it?" Wang Xiaomei asked him tentatively.

Wenfeng shook his head and said, "It won't be that day. I said I'm sure you."

Wang Xiaoma asked in confusion: "How are you so sure?"

He didn't speak, but stared at the hot red hot pot silently, obviously he didn't want to say why.

Wang Xiaoma grew up with her grandmother from an early age. When he was a child, his parents ignored him, and other relatives and grandma always said that he was a burden. If he made a mistake, the teacher would say: "Ah, that child."

Perhaps it was such a family that caused Wang Xiaoma to understand everything from an early age, he had nothing, and he could quickly accept strange things without fear of loss.

At that time, his grandmother asked him some questions to talk to him, and he was as silent as the wind, what did the grandmother say at that time?

"Let's eat...you have a heart in your mind." Wang Xiaoma tapped the tin box in his hand with chopsticks, smiling a little helplessly.

He sighed aloud and said, "Don't worry, our grandfathers will depend on each other in the future, hey! I haven't really depended on anyone in my life!"

His grandmother did not take care of him and would not be there for two years. Wang Xiaoma thought that he could still find a person in this life, oh no, he found a dumpling and lived with himself. Under the melancholy, it was more subtle luck.

Compared to a lifetime of solitude and old death, being trapped in an underground palace is too gentle.

This kind of horrible and bizarre daily life of two dumplings eating hot pot together is something that Wang Xiaomei once dared not expect.

So even if all this is really an illusion before death, it is all obtained by the good luck of others. Wang Xiaozai will let himself despicablely seize this opportunity until the day he has to let go...

grass! What is my sadness? !

Wang Xiaoma secretly scolded himself, and then continued to stuff his hoofs, and caught a few chopsticks for Wen Feng.

"Hurry and eat! I feel that the taste in my mouth has faded a lot. It must have been away from the **** tree for too long and the taste will fail."

Wen Feng looked at the meat in the bowl and the sleep lamp that was different from his previous life. Some were stunned, feeling the spicy heat from the pot hitting his face. He thought: how long has the sleep lamp been unwilling to give He was warm and he didn't want to be close to him. How long has such a hard time?

Now he was beside him, approaching himself with a strange and familiar look.

Wen Feng tried to pick up the piece of meat and put it in his mouth, feeling the long-lost heat on the tip of his tongue. A relaxed smile slowly spread on his face, which was different from the usual flawless to picky smile.

It's the kind of feeling that people always feel the warmth and indulgence inadvertently...

"Sleep lamp, in this life, as long as you no longer disappoint me, I will not disappoint you." Wen Feng put down the tableware and said suddenly.

Wang Xiao blew a smile and blinked, "You know, you have a habit. When you are happy, call me a sleep lamp, and when you are unhappy, call me brother. So I guess our past life relationship may not be as perfect as you said. . But it’s okay. You can wait for me for so long. I think I will know you again and accept you even if I recover my memory."

Wen Fengjin looked at Wang Xiaoma's smile, his expression was dull and dull, and at half bang his smile gradually expanded, and he said softly, "Okay."

A big dumpling, an old immortal pseudo dumpling relied on a steaming small pot, surrounded together and desperately experienced the taste of being loved from the other party, and was addicted to this taste...

There are also two small and pitiful relationships between them.

In this regard, Wang Xiaoma expressed his deep gratitude to the brother who sent the tomb from the hot pot base material!

Sichuan hot pot is amazing!

Homemade hot pot bottom material is amazing!

Wang Xiaozai: As the leader of a tomb, I welcome all the big brothers who have robbed tombs to continue to bring in the base material to play, and those with fresh black donkey hoofs will also receive a free gold coin! The wind does what you say!

Wenfengjin: Welcome welcome, there are many gold coins, guaranteed to give away. (Oh~ You can't get out anyway.)

The big brothers who robbed the tomb: ... (Lao Tzu believed your evil! The two big dumplings are bad!)

After they finished eating the hot pot, they washed the rest of the clothes and went back to the tree under the wind.

Wang Xiaoma's arm has begun to show the traces of blood vessels, and the skin color has become blue and white. He snorted. This is really a two-hour call for one minute of charging, and no more than one second!

Wang Xiaobo lifted up his sleeves, holding the blossoming and vigorous God Tree, and started every day, oh no, rubbing the tree activities.

This thing is also magical. When Wang Xiaomei approached the big tree, he could obviously feel a force penetrate into the body from the position where he was in contact with the bark, so that his decayed body was brought to life.

After rubbing for five minutes, Wang Xiaoma, who was fully charged, poured into the coffin full and full. It was strange to say, as long as he was lying in the coffin before he opened his mouth, the big brother next to him must have a wicked smile. After we hugged and hugged, instead, after just finishing his heart, this gangster was shy!

The body lay straight into a piece of wood, even on the lower abdomen.

It seems that there is no way to take advantage today~ Wang Xiao's pity sucking his mouth and lying in the coffin

That's right! I usually heard the wind and hugged and hugged, Wang Xiaozai was expressionless on the surface. In fact, he snickered in his heart every time, and pretended to resist the real oily touch, and took the opportunity to use his paws to take advantage of it. Even when I heard the wind, there were a few abdominal muscles on my belly.

Wang Xiaoba: That's right! I am such a cub! what!

Wang Xiaoma, who was shameless and straight-forward, lay in the coffin and fell asleep on the hard jade pillow.