Doflamingo didn't hesitate long at the door, and he walked into the little shabby shed in Sauster.

After all, Doflamingo was not a timid man, and this man with the qualifications of a king, even as a child, had the courage to take risks.

"Thank you!" Shuster took a few steps back, and bowed gentlemanly not far from little Dover.

He didn't get too close to little Dover, who had a wary eye in his eyes. Just bow in a safe psychological position to show yourself harmless!

The situation was as Siuster had expected.

Proper distance, gentle words, and polite manners have succeeded in dispelling most of Doflamingo's vigilance.

"How do you know I saved you!" Little Dover's tone was a little cold, and he didn't get the joy of thanks.

Now, although he has let go of some of his vigilance, he still has a lot of rejection of his peers.

Because, in this short few months of life, he found a problem - it is the most painful for children to hit people!

Children are the most ruthless when they do bad things!

"It's easy! Because when you cleared the snow for me and helped me light the fire, I was still a little unconscious! What's more, my nose clearly remembers your taste! Schust smiled slightly, his face sincere.

He made up a reason!

Hearing the 'reasonable' reason, little Dover relaxed a lot, and he could see that this person didn't seem to have any ill will towards him.

However, he hadn't relaxed yet, after all, the boy in front of him was just a stranger, and the scene in the morning made him even more unforgettable.

Looking at little Doflamingo, whose muscles were still tense, Scheuster sighed helplessly in his heart.

He also knew that it would be impossible for Doflamingo to take off all his guard directly.

So, he was prepared! Before crossing over, he knew a truth - the dinner table is a catalyst for feelings!

Thinking of this, Schuster brought two tree stumps and placed them around the campfire. He first stretched out his hand to little Doflamingo for a moment, and then sat down on another stump.

The stump was very uneven, and when you sat down, you would even move back and forth with the movements of Schuster.

"It's not long since you helped me light the fire until now, and you've been walking in the snow! Sit down and have a good meal! Doflamingo! ”

As soon as Huster's words came out, little Dover was like a frightened bird, his muscles were tense, and his immature little face was full of vigilance.

He stared closely at the peer in front of him who was holding a bonfire with an iron hook, ready to fight and escape!

Although little Doflamingo is often beaten all over his body, that doesn't mean he can't beat his peers.

On the contrary, due to the good food in the Holy Land, an excellent foundation was laid for his body.

However, two fists are hard to beat four hands, even if you add his younger brother Luo Nandi, there are only four hands in total!

What's even more terrifying is that sometimes, he finally defeats the people who come to the stomach to find trouble.

As a result, that person called a bunch of relatives and friends to take revenge! In that case, little Doflamingo will often reap many times the fist, many times the pain!

What's more, now, in the face of this peer who seems to have everything under control, he doesn't dare to let down his vigilance!

After all, the scene in the morning was so impactful that when they were dying, they could kill those two with food!

And, little Doflamingo remembers clearly when he pulled this peer out.

This person is obviously hot all over his body, and his breath is weak. But it was only one morning, and his illness was almost gone!

All this shows the extraordinaryness of this boy who is gently roasting the fire, all of which has to make little Dover full of vigilance!

"Don't be nervous, don't think too much!" The boy who was fiddling with the bonfire seemed a little helpless,

He hooked a hook from the fire, and a dozen roasted sweet potatoes rolled out.

"I really have no ill will towards you, as for how I know you, it's not easy!" As he spoke, he gently pinched the piping hot roasted sweet potato, but because the sweet potato was so hot, he had to keep changing his hands.

"A family of Draconians who have lost their shelter has come to the country of Tank, and nearly half of the residents know about it!"

"What's more, the place where you live is not far from my nest, I have seen you being bullied by those people, and as for your name, I also got it at that time!" Speaking of this, Little Shoster seemed a little confused.

He once saw that little Doflamingo was in trouble, but he did not help; However, when he was in a difficult situation, little Dover instead reached out to help.

Although, there is a reason why I don't make a move; And little Dover's assistance also has its own reasons.

But, he made a move. I was saved by it, this is an indisputable fact!

Xiao Xiuster was a little embarrassed, so he decided to change the subject.

He set his eyes on the roasted sweet potato, and he slammed it between them.

The round roasted sweet potato suddenly split in half, revealing the golden and fragrant sweet potato flesh.

This sweet potato is extremely roasted, with a charred exterior and a ripe inside, and the sweet potato flesh is delicate. At the moment of breaking, the aroma filled most of the small shed!

Sweet potatoes without any spices bring an original aroma.

"Gollum, Gollum..."

Little Shoster and Little Doflamingo both looked down and touched their stomachs, then looked up at each other.

The moment their eyes met.

Both of them were embarrassed.

Among them, especially Doflamingo!

You must know that just now, when little Dover heard Xiuster's explanation, the whole person's breath was wrong.

His original nervousness, his sense of vigilance, did not know when it faded, and was replaced by anger and shame!

Little Doflamingo didn't know why he was feeling this way, he just felt his face flushed, a little hot, and a little embarrassed.

Doflamingo, who had been commanding since childhood, was uneasy about this emotion, but more curious.

But when his stomach growled, and he made eye contact with Shuster, it didn't matter so much.

He only knew that his face, which was originally slightly hot and red, was instantly hot; The face, which was originally red like an apple, suddenly looked like a monkey's ass.

"Here, do you want to taste it?" At some point, Schust had already left the little wooden mound that was swaying from side to side, and handed the half of the roasted sweet potato in his hand to little Dover.

"Oh, thank you!" Little Doflamingo took the roasted sweet potato at a loss, he was now in desperate need of something to hide his embarrassment.

It's just that when he got the roasted sweet potatoes, he suddenly remembered the useless etiquette that his father had given him.

The word thank you, spat out of his mouth for the first time.

Little Doflamingo seemed even more at a loss when he finished speaking, holding his morning's harvest in one hand and the half of the roasted sweet potato in the other, and nibbling on it quickly.

Scheuster looked at his performance, smiled slightly, and did not speak. Now, he also pays attention to the roasted sweet potatoes in his hands.

I don't know when the snow stopped, and the birds quietly poked their heads out, and from time to time a few birds fluttered their wings and flew over the small broken shed.

The sound of birds, the crackling of fire, the sound of swallowing food.

In the vast snow, for some reason, these two children felt a rare warmth.