Baoye looks at Leng Zhuo who is sitting on the opposite side. Why does this person kick him?
Leng Zhuo winks at him desperately to show him donglingce.
Baoye blinks his eyes and turns his head. He immediately turns to the red eyes of shangdonglingce. His face is very ugly and dark. It can be compared with the weather outside.
Is it possible that the change of the weather outside is the result of the disease of the spirit.
"Coax him. "Leng Zhuo said to Baoye with his voice," if you don't coax, the world will be finished. "
Seeing that the house is going to be ruined in two, Baoye quickly fills a bowl of porridge and blows it to donglingce's mouth. He says in a good voice, "uncle, I'll feed you the porridge. If it's hot, I'll blow it for you. "
Dong lingce tightly pursed his lips and looked at him coldly.
"Don't you want to eat porridge?" Baoye goes down to the bowl and puts a piece of cake to his mouth: "we eat cakes. The cakes made by the chef today are very delicious. Be good, open your mouth. "
donglingce just doesn't open his mouth, but the weather outside is much better, the thunder is less, and the ground is not as strong as before.
Baoye is a little relieved. However, after several times of coaxing, the other party doesn't eat, and the weather outside has not been better. He is a bit depressed. Who in the end likes whom? Do you really like yourself? Do you have a look like this to show him?
the more he thinks about it, he slaps his chopsticks on the table and says in a cold voice, "donglingce, Do you like people so much? When you like me and I haven't liked you, shouldn't you please me? Now I have to coax you and treat you as a master. Do you think that I can like you in this way? "
Leng Zhuo: "
the ugly slave finally found out that his master liked him. I really don't know whether his attitude is good or bad.
"Do you remember what I said about" three no four wants "? If you want to cater to me and pursue me, you must do my three no four wants."
Leng Zhuo asked: "what if three no four?"
Baoye looked at him: "don't order me, don't tease me, don't get angry with me, you should obey my orders, you should serve my clothes, food, shelter and transportation with your own hands, I] fight and fight, you should give in to me, I'll beat you and scold you, you should bear it. Donglingce, what do you think you've done? "
now he has figured it out. Isn't there a man who likes him? It's not like the sky has fallen down. There were men who loved him secretly before, but they didn't show it, but he still found that there was something wrong with the other person's eyes. Therefore, he will not escape any more and let donglingce pursue himself. As long as donglingce doesn't force him to be too intimate with him, it depends on his own ability to make him like him.
However, judging from the current situation, if donglingce always puts on airs and plays a big temper as he does now, it is very unlikely that he will like him.
Leng Zhuo gives Baoye a thumbs up silently in his heart, and only he dares to make three no four demands for the master.
Baoye looks at donglingce with a stiff face and doesn't speak. He stands up and wants to go.
Then, the wrist is pulled.
Baoye turns his head and looks at the master holding him. His face is still very dark and heavy. He thinks that the other party has been the master for tens of thousands of years. It is impossible for him to make a change. He sits back, raises his legs and orders, "hello. "
Leng Zhuo: '...'
although the two people in front of us are not together yet, we can already foresee that his master's son will become a wife and slave.
Donglingce holds Baoye's wrist, squints, and finally lets go. He picks up the bowl Baoye has just put down, and clumsily scoops up a spoon of porridge and feeds it to Baoye's mouth.
Baoye's lips touched the porridge and immediately said, "it's hot."
Donglingce blows, and then reaches Baoye's mouth. When he eats, he scoops a second spoon and blows.
Baoye saw that he was so obedient to serve himself, and the corners of his mouth could not help but bend upward: "I want to eat corn cake. "
seeing that he was happy, donglingce also flashed a smile and picked up a piece of corn cake for him.
Baoye said, "such a big piece, do you want to choke me? Divide it into three parts and feed me."
Leng Zhuo:....
this ugly slave must have deliberately embarrassed his master.
Donglingce puts the cake back into the dish, divides it into three pieces with divine power and gives it to Baoye.
Baoye doesn't eat the cake immediately. He looks at donglingce and says, "the wind is so strong and the ground is shaking so much. It's noisy outside. I don't feel like stuttering when I look at the messy hall. "
with his words, the wind stopped outside, the thunder did not ring, the ground did not shake, the villa was up and down, inside and outside were restored to its original state, and the weather became bright and beautiful, as if the previous changes had never happened.
People who are scared are not so easy to recover.
Baoye's temper comes and goes quickly. He eats the cake with a smile and gives donglingce a bowl of porridge. Put it in front of him, or it will be cold.
After that, he remembered that he was still angry. He could not help stroking his forehead. He was really used to serving Dongling CE.Forget it. Anyway, he is not used to being served by others. He makes himself look disabled.
Donglingce directly drank the porridge fed to Baoye and said, "I want to eat sausage."
Baoye immediately brings him sausages, cuts them into pieces, and pours spices on them and puts them in front of donglingce.
Leng Zhuo: '...'
it's very good, and it's hard to change the master's temper since he was born. It's hard to change the master's temper when he's born. If he wants to change, he can't change it for a while.
Just, I don't care about them, as long as it doesn't hurt him.
Leng Zhuo quickly ate his cold breakfast, no one is so miserable.
After breakfast, Dongling pulls Baoye to the sofa to watch TV, pats his leg and says, "lie down. "
" what are you doing? "Baoye looks at his thigh and lies down obediently.
"I want to see if your sarcoma can't be cured, can you suppress it and prevent it from growing rapidly. "Donglingce used his magic power to give his sarcoma a thin and simple one, even the black spots on the bottom of the inner tumor.
Baoye looks at him with a serious face. He can't help but think of a sentence. They all say that a serious man is the most handsome. Besides, a good-looking man is more charming when he is serious. He is a bit crazy.
He quickly regained his consciousness and asked, "don't you think my sarcoma is disgusting now? Is it not disgusting if the sarcomas are sprayed with blood?"
Dong lingce carefully pulled out the sarcomas. After hearing his words, he directly punctured his sarcomas to show that he did not feel his sarcomas were disgusting. Then he took out cotton wool to stop bleeding, and then took a paper towel to wipe off the blood splashed on his face.
"It hurts. "Baoye gives him a glance:" do you really like me when you attack me so hard? "
Dong lingce glances at him without saying anything.
Baoye asks: "donglingce, what do you like about me?"
donglingce raises his eyebrows: "I really want to know?"
"yes, I'm very curious. I'm not good-looking, and I don't have anything to attract you. What do you like about me?"
donglingce hooked his lips, threw away the tissue in his hand, and said slowly, "I am, I just like the way you're upset and I don't know what I can do
Baoye: '...'
good cow B's answer
Baoye gives a thumbs up: "you're so good that I can't refute you. "
even if he wants to say what you like about me, I can't change it. He really has no way to estimate the divine disease which is stronger than the God.
"Don't you know medicine? Look at the sarcomas yourself. "Donglingce becomes a mirror for him.
Baoye takes the mirror: "I look really ugly."
Donglingce sneered.
Baoye laughs: "but some people like it. "
donglingce": "
take a look at it, and you will feel proud when you find out that you like him.
Baoye looked at his sarcoma for the first time: "it's the same as ordinary sarcomas. Since it can't be treated by magic, you can use medicine. But it's the result of my father's sin in his previous life. There's little hope that it can be cured. You can see that the sarcoma you just stabbed has grown again, which means that surgery is not good, and the drug treatment should be similar, I don't think it's OK to see a doctor or not. He tries not to do bad things. Besides, he may open the world one day. "
donglingce said with a heavy face:" do you want to die if you don't want to be treated? "
Baoye:...
is the relationship between the spirit disease and the spirit disease true? Then what will happen if he leaves the world? Wait for him for 30 years?
donglingce said, "tell me what medicine you need, and I can find any precious medicine for you."
Baoye's eyes turn and smile and ask, "do you need to go to the world to take herbs from some god?"
Dongling CE Leng hiss: "as long as you can cure your face, it doesn't matter if you kill God. "
Baoye"... "
just now, he was very angry. However, sometimes the spirit was really good to him, just like giving him a space ring.
Thinking of the space ring, he couldn't help touching his ring finger.
Donglingce looked at his movements, hooked his lips and stroked his hair.
Leng Zhuo, who has been regarded as the air, laughingly shakes his head. At this time, Leng Zhuo quickly enters and says, "master, someone has checked our industry. Now the world has sent people down to say that someone has reported that our license is false, and we need to re-examine the certificates and licenses of our industries. "
Dongling CE lowered his face. When the atmosphere was right, someone came to disappoint him:" can't you solve this problem yourself? "
Leng Zhuo said," people in the world want to see you. "
lengzhuo said in a low voice:" it should be ou Yexi who plays tricks in the dark. "
Baoye squints at the name.
Dongling CE Leng hum: "Ou Yexi's divine power is not as good as mine, so he's asking me for trouble in other aspects. When will they come? Where do they want to start“"They'll come in the afternoon and start from the construction site in the next world. "