Wang Xiaobaa's diary: I don't want much, a spicy hot pot is enough~~~
He couldn't see Wen Fengjin's distorted expression when he lowered his head, and the scarlet bloodshots spread to the eyeballs whose black pupils were about to occupy the entire socket.
That old man is immortal! How dare you lie to me! Why would senior brother notice, why why why! My sacrificial training is clearly not wrong!
That old immortal must have lied! Wen Fengjin bit his lip and suppressed his breathing, if the old thing hadn't been dead for too long, he would have tortured him to death!
"Then what, I don't have any other intentions..." Wang Xiaoba quickly put down the flies beside the eating squat and rubbed his hands: "I really didn't mean to, why are you, your elder man still a girl? Wait? Wait! You can't be a shou, you can't! There is no spring for two little shou!"
Wang Xiaobaa's face changed greatly, and he became a scumbag when he treated the same kind of minute-minute watch.
Although Wen Fengjin didn't understand what attacking was, he still guessed it from his mouth, raised his head and said, "Mian Deng, you are worrying too much..."
That's good, that's good... Scared me with white hair.
Wang Xiaoba cleared her throat and said a little embarrassedly: "As I said just now, I may die if I leave the divine tree, so I can't leave either."
He has really become a 'Wang Shuren who charges for one minute and talks for two hours', and every time he leaves the divine tree for too long, he has to go back to the bottom of the tree to rush a wave of energy.
Now that you can taste the taste of hot pot, it is all due to holding a big tree and rubbing it for a long time in advance, otherwise he will eat a can of food like he is eating dirt!
"Well, I don't have any nostalgia on the ground, and you are sure it's me. If that's the case, then we'll live together and no one will dislike anyone. If I really restore my memory, we'll be together one day, or wait for you someday. Found out that I wasn't the person you were looking for, and we parted that day."
"How is it?" Wang Xiaobaa asked him tentatively.
Wen Fengjing shook his head and said, "It won't be that day. I said I'm sure it's you."
Wang Xiaoba asked in confusion, "Why are you so sure?"
He stopped talking, but stared at the red hot pot silently, obviously not wanting to say why.
Wang Xiaobaa grew up with his grandmother. When he was a child, his parents ignored him, and other relatives always told his grandmother that he was a burden. If he made a little mistake, the teacher would say, "Ah, it's that child."
Perhaps it was this kind of family that made Wang Xiaobaa see through everything since he was a child. He didn't have anything, and he could quickly accept unfamiliar things without fear of loss.
At that time, his grandma asked him some questions and wanted to have a heart-to-heart with him, and he was as silent as Wen Fengjin. What did grandma say at that time
"Let's eat... It's okay for you to have a good understanding of this matter." Wang Xiaoba tapped the canning box in her hand with chopsticks, smiling a little helplessly.
He sighed loudly and said, "Don't worry, in the future we will depend on each other, hey! I've never really lived with anyone in my life!"
His grandmother didn't take care of him until two years later, Wang Xiaobaa thought that he could find someone in this life, oh no, find a zongzi to live with himself. In melancholy, there was more of a subtle sense of luck.
Compared to being lonely and dying all my life, being trapped in the underground palace and being accompanied by life is too gentle.
This kind of creepy and weird daily life of two zongzi eating hot pot together is something Wang Xiaobaa never dared to expect.
So even if all of this is really just a fantasy before death, and it's all based on the good luck of others, Wang Xiaobaa will let herself seize this opportunity despicably until the day she has to let it go...
Grass! What the hell is wrong with me? !
Wang Xiaoba scolded herself secretly, then continued to stuff her hoof tendons, and grabbed a few chopsticks for Wen Fengjin.
"Hurry up and eat! I feel that the taste in my mouth has faded a lot. It must be that my sense of taste will fail after leaving the divine tree for too long."
Wen Fengjing looked at the meat in the bowl and the sleeping lamp in front of him, which was different from his previous life. He was a little stunned. He felt the spicy heat from the pot hitting his face. He is warm and unwilling to be close to him. How long have these difficult days been going on
Now he is by his side, approaching him with a strange yet familiar appearance.
Wen Fengjin picked up the piece of meat and put it in his mouth, feeling the long-lost heat on the tip of his tongue, and a relaxed smile slowly spread on his face, which was different from the usual flawless and critical smile.
It's the kind of emotion that people always feel warm and reveal inadvertently...
"Mian Deng, in this life, as long as you don't let me down, I will definitely not let you down." Wen Feng put down the tableware and said suddenly.
Wang Xiaobaa smiled and blinked, "You know, you have a habit. When you're happy, you call me Sleeping Lamp, and when you're unhappy, you call me Senior Brother. So I guess our relationship in our past life may not be as perfect as you said. But it doesn't matter, you can wait for me for so long, I think even if I recover my memory, I am willing to get to know you again and accept you."
Wen Fengjing looked at Wang Xiaobaa's smile, his expression was surprised and sluggish, his smile gradually expanded, and he said softly, "Okay."
A big zongzi, an immortal fake zongzi relying on a steaming small pot, gathered together desperately to experience the taste of being loved from each other, and became addicted to this taste...
Also invisibly pulled into two poor relationships.
In this regard, Wang Xiaobaa expressed deep gratitude to the tomb robber who sent the homemade hot pot base material!
Sichuan hot pot is awesome!
Homemade hot pot base is awesome!
Wang Xiaobaa: As the owner of a tomb, I welcome all the brothers who are robbing tombs to continue to bring the bottom material to play, and those who bring fresh black donkey hooves will also receive a free gold coin! The wind blows your word!
Hear the wind: Welcome, there are a lot of gold coins, guaranteed to give away. (Heh~ you can't get out after you come in anyway.)
Tomb robbers: ... (I believe in your evil! The two big dumplings are very bad!)
After they finished eating the hot pot, Wen Fengjing also washed the rest of the clothes and went back to the god tree.
Wang Xiaobaa's arm has begun to show traces of blood vessels, and the color of the skin has become blue and white. He tutted, this is really a charge for one minute and two hours of talk, and it doesn't bring another second!
Wang Xiaobaa rolled up her sleeves, hugged the vigorously blooming sacred tree, and started her daily, oh no, tree rubbing activities.
This thing is also magical. When Wang Xiaoba was close to the big tree, he could clearly feel a force penetrated into his body from the position where he was in contact with the bark, giving his body that was about to decay to life.
After five minutes, Wang Xiaoba, who was fully charged, poured into the coffin full of food and drink. It was strange to say that, as long as he lay in the coffin before he opened his heart to chat, the big guy next to him must have an evil smile on his face. He came over and hugged him, but after he finished speaking his heart just now, the big guy was still shy!
His body was stretched out into a piece of wood, and even his hands were neatly placed on his lower abdomen.
It seems that there is no way to take advantage of it today~ Wang Xiaoba smacked his lips and lay in the coffin unfortunately.
That's right! Usually when I heard the wind, I would come over to hug and hug, Wang Xiaobaa was expressionless on the surface, but in reality, he snickered in his heart every time, and even pretended to resist the real rubbish and touched it, taking the opportunity to use his claws to take advantage of it, Even after hearing the wind, I can understand how many abdominal muscles are on my belly!
Wang Xiaobaa: That's right! I am such a cub! what!
The shameless and righteous Wang Xiaoba lay in the coffin, snoring, and fell asleep against the hard jade pillow.