Chapter 954: Chickens and Ducks Talk
Early the next morning, the Great Master woke up when he felt a wet breath on his cheeks. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
He had never slept for so many years, and when he first woke up, he was still a little confused. The great power teacher, who is used to being indifferent on weekdays, is a little less cold at this time. It's a bit down-to-earth silly.
"Lazy worm, get up. Liang Liang said that he couldn't be lazy in bed. The soft and glutinous voice of the rice balls lingered in his ears, and the sluggishness on the face of the great master had not faded.
Seeing that the glutinous rice balls were once again practicing the habit of being at home, they gnawed on it. Liang Liang said it was a good morning kiss. There was some confusion in the small soup ball courtyard, but he still grabbed the ears of the great master, twisted it over and over, why didn't he wake up yet. I'm so hungry, I'm so hungry, I want to eat chicken legs.
The little guy clicked his lips, as if he was very hungry.
Seeing her bouncing on top of her, her face was still pinched by her soft little hands, she didn't feel disgusted at all. Instead, he chuckled, looked at the little girl with shining eyes, and took her off his body. Then he held it in his arms with one hand, quite a bit of a dad's posture.
The cold voice also brought some cheerfulness: "You guy is making a fuss, and I don't know how your mother brought it." "It's still so weird.
The great master hugged her and was about to get off the soft couch, Fang moved to the side of the bed, and heard a click and click, the great master's face changed, and he performed a trick with a rub. instantly flew to a few meters away, holding the milk doll, and turned around. Seeing that he had used it for many years, although he had never slept on it, the pear blossom wood soft couch that had never been lost every day when he reclined on it and rested for a while, suddenly shattered into several large pieces.
This pear blossom wood is not a good wood, but it is the previous emperor, I don't know which emperor, from the world to collect all kinds of rare soft couches for him to choose. At that time, he only fell in love with this pear blossom wood, and later carved a formation. I'm afraid that it won't be rotten in a few hundred years. What's more, it's still so thoroughly rotten.
The Great Master's eyebrows and eyes were a little dark, and he pouted the culprit who still pretended to be calm in his arms.
Now the young Tangyuan can't be happy and angry, although he is calmly nestled in the arms of the great master, but the eyeballs are dripping and dripping, and the soft fingers are still against the fingers. Occasionally secretly looked up, and saw the great master looking at her silently, and suddenly lowered his head as if he was startled.
It was half loud, and then it was like a mosquito-like voice that said, "Nest, nest is not intentional." Wo, wo took his finger and poked it a little. Tang Yuan pouted, and his face was a little aggrieved. Seeing that the white-haired Great Master didn't seem to believe it, he plucked up his courage and said, "The nest really poked it." Really, mud looks at mud. That's it! ”
With that, she gestured with her right index finger and poked directly at the wall beside her. Just as the great master retreated to the wall with her in his arms.
I saw that the white and tender little index finger was like poking tofu, and directly poked a big hole. This guy seemed to be afraid that he wouldn't believe it, and turned his head to look at him seriously, "Look, look, I didn't lie to you." "A look of seriousness and seriousness.
The great master looked at it without blinking..... That hole. Tang Yuan was stunned, and he unexpectedly received the brain circuit of the great master.
Xiao Tangyuan turned around suddenly, as if he had just remembered what he had done again. With a whoosh, he withdrew his hand and hid behind him. Looking at the big hole in the wall, I was heartbroken. I'm so stupid, really! Liang Liang said that if you do bad things, you will be beaten, but if you do bad things and are still discovered, you will be guilty of one more crime.
The rice balls are almost crying, okay? pouted, and there is a posture of crying if you don't agree.
"The mud guys are as bad as my house. Last time Liang Liang and his father fought in bed, they also broke one. Tang Yuan said. also blamed the thief once.
The great master's eyebrows jumped, and when he saw the black and white eyes of the rice balls but relied on them to the extreme, he couldn't help but soften his heart. Even he didn't realize that the mind he had cultivated over hundreds of years was so vulnerable. You must know that he has seen all life, old age, sickness and death in the past few hundred years, and has never stopped his eyes because of anyone or anything.
There used to be women who were wrong about her, but there were only a few people in the past few hundred years. I counted them on one hand. There are even people who have waited for decades before finally escaping into the empty door. And everyone gave him a word, cold-blooded. The great master himself felt that he would not be swayed by anyone.
At this time, I was softened by the eyes of a milk doll.
Even he didn't notice the incredibly soft face, only patted her little shoulder comfortingly and awkwardly. After thinking about it, I felt that something was wrong, so I gently leaned in and kissed her soft little face. It also has a bit of milky aroma, as if it is more delicious than the most delicious steamed bun he has ever eaten. The great master didn't react a little.
I thought that there was still a difference between male and female babies in the past, and I thought that Bai Zijin's monkey child was white and tender and clean. But he never had the idea of hugging him. The great master always felt that something was fleeting in his mind. However, the little guy in his arms was twisting and pinching to eat meat, and the great teacher didn't think much about it anymore.
The guy was still looking at him cautiously when he went out, making him feel as if he had done something heinous. "Well, I've wanted to change this bed for a long time. There may be some problems with this wall. In the future, let's overturn and rebuild. The great master didn't know if she could understand it, but he explained it seriously.
It's just that if Bai Zijin hears this, he will probably have to vomit several mouthfuls of blood.
In this whole week, there is no better way to find a blessed house than the pear blossom wood soft couch that blesses the formation. The great teacher is also a master who opens his eyes and speaks nonsense.
The two talked about the chicken and duck for a long time, Tang Yuan could nag a few words when he saw anything, and the great master also followed the chatter seriously, and the painting style of the two was simply different from heaven and earth. I don't know if I understand it or not. But the excited appearance of the two of them is eye-catching. It's a pity that the only few mothers-in-law in this house are not fortunate enough to see them.
Early this morning. The mother-in-law in the house arranged some food suitable for two-year-old children.
The mothers-in-law in the house are in this cold national teacher's mansion, and Rao can't play a good craft. On weekdays, I feel proud of the scenery and pride in the National Teacher's Mansion, but I feel panicked in my heart. At most, the daily food is used in the concierge and some in the backyard cleaning mother-in-law. No more than five or six people on the left and right.
This kind of cooking is simply useless. The great masters and other immortals, they didn't dare to think that he could eat.
But yesterday I brought back a milk baby, but a few mothers-in-law were full of energy to make something to eat.
So far, I entered the door early this morning. The great master suddenly felt that the mental state of several mothers-in-law in the house was commendable, and then looked at the exquisite food on the table, and suddenly there was a sense of immediacy that the New Year was coming. (To be continued.) )