Chapter 506: God Synchronisation
She snorted twice, subconsciously rolled the quilt and rolled on the bed twice, and felt that there was something more on her neck and face, including her arms outside the quilt.
Forced myself to open my eyes, the front is the serious gaze of the group and the words why are you so lazy expression, on the side, the hair ball No. 1 Xiao Maomao is holding her little paw to touch (pat) her face, and then look down, there are two hair balls hanging on each arm.
These four dumplings are grinning with a mouthful of small teeth, and they are about to bite.
Seeing the teeth of the hairy dumplings, Jian Yan sat up with a spirit, "I'm up, don't bite." โ
Damn, this bite of the meteorite's teeth, her flesh and blood can't bear it.
I'm afraid that there will be a few blood holes in one bite.
Danzi, which made the way the little brother wake her up was too terrifying.
From now on, for her own safety, she has to ask the housekeeper grandfather to arrange a separate room for the dumplings.
I can't bear it, I really can't bear the deep love from the group.
"Squeak~"
Dango touched Jian Yan's face with a soft meat pad, and then pointed to the bathroom.
Now that I'm up, I'm going to wash and take care of it!
In short, my heart is broken.
She grabbed the dumpling and scolded it, gritted her teeth and said, "Who is the master and who is the pet between the two of us." โ
The dumplings squeaked, the meaning was very clear, nonsense, naturally I am the master, you are petted.
In short, "...
Forget it, the ball with a wrong perception of itself is too small, and it can't be scolded, and it hurts to compete with it.
It thinks it's the Lord, it's the Lord.
Anyway, she wants to keep it.
Three minutes later, Jian Yan slowly moved out of the room in a fluffy rabbit costume, with eight hairy balls hanging on his body, each holding a meteorite fragment and gnawing on it.
"You guys play here by yourself, I'll make breakfast."
Tear off the hair dumplings one by one and put them on the sofa, and said simply, "I repeat again, the kitchen is not allowed to enter, remember?" โ
"Squeak squeak..."
Eight Mao dumplings called together, except for the dumplings, the remaining seven dumplings couldn't understand the cry in a nutshell, but it didn't matter, she just understood what the dumplings were trying to express.
"I know, I know, I'll prepare your share."
Tuanzi was satisfied, and waved his paw at her with a relieved face to indicate that she could go.
A litter of ancestors, she has no human rights.
Oh my life!
After glancing at the uncle-like dumplings, Jian Yan sighed and left, and entered the kitchen to get busy.
The parents got up one after another, and each of them said hello to her at the door, and ran to have fun on their own.
In a nutshell, I'm used to this, and I'm busy with the things at hand while saying hello.
Two hours later, a hearty breakfast was ready.
She doesn't need to serve breakfast to the table, and the noses of the elders of this family are better than the other, and they are better at jamming.
Basically, she made a good one, and the parents took turns to come in and take it away.
When everything was ready, she took off her apron and washed her hands, and she was ready to sit down in the dining room to eat.
As always, as soon as she sat down, the eldest patriarch waved a branch to announce the start of the meal.
Jian Yan sat at the dining table, holding vegetable cakes in both hands, and ate deliciously.
Next to her, eight hairy dumplings squatting on a raised chair and level with the table, holding shrimp balls in their paws, eating deliciously.
Mom Bunny, "ยทยทยท"
It feels like this is a big ball with eight small balls eating breakfast.
This expression and this action are simply synchronized.