Before Yang Pan could finish sympathizing with Chunlei and which of their captains, Chunlei, who cut off a piece of meat from the ribs, continued, "Uncle, you said that you can't smoke when you're so big, you have to learn it quickly, otherwise this thing will be ruined soon." ”

After speaking, Chunlei stuffed the cut piece of meat into her mouth, and her cheeks bulged like a hamster with food in its mouth.

"I don't know if it's too late to learn first, but this pipe doesn't say that you can't use it if you can't smoke." Yang Pan said as he lit the tobacco in the bowl, then stuffed the cigarette holder into his mouth and took a puff.

"Ahem, ahem."

The taste was not as choking as Yang Pan thought, but there was a faint mint fragrance, which made his head feel cool, but even so, Yang Pan, who had never smoked a pipe, was still choked and coughed lightly, and Chunlei giggled.

As a result, before Chun Leile could be waited for long, she was choked by the meat in her mouth, and her little face was red, Yang Pan was also happy when she saw this situation, but she still handed her a glass of water, and at the same time patted her on the back.

After drinking the water, Chunlei finally swallowed the meat, and then breathed a sigh of relief, but Yang Pan still didn't say anything when he saw this, just looked at her happily, and at the same time took a puff of the pipe in his hand.

After being prepared, although Yang Pan still felt a little uncomfortable this time, he was not choked, but felt very energetic, and after smoking a few more pipes, Yang Pan had adapted to this feeling and did not feel any discomfort.

I have to say that the good quality of the tobacco in this sober pipe is one reason, and Yang Pan's extremely high physical fitness is another reason.

Looking at Yang Pan, who was beginning to swallow and spit out the fog on the side, Chun Lei, who finally swallowed the food and eased up, was very unhappy, "I also said that I don't know how to smoke, you see how hard you smoke, but this cigarette tastes very good, a bit like mint." ”

"I'm not kidding you, I really haven't smoked before, but this pipe works really well."

While speaking, Yang Pan took a deep puff of the pipe in his hand again, and his comfortable appearance made Chun Lei, who was fighting to the death with the triangular dragon ribs, a little moved.

"That, uncle, is it really that good to smoke? Why don't you let me try it? Chunlei looked at the eye bags on Yang Pan's hands and said expectantly.

"Well, this, do you want to try it?" Yang Pan raised the dark green awake pipe in his hand and asked in a very subtle tone.

"yes, yes." Chunlei nodded hurriedly.

"No way, the little kid still wants to smoke a pipe." After speaking, Yang Pan stuffed the cigarette holder into his mouth again, took a sip, and then spit out a mouthful of fresh mint-flavored smoke.

"Hmph, uncle is not a good person." Chunlei snorted very unhappily, her eyes glared at Yang Pan viciously, and the knife and fork in her hand also viciously cut the meat on the ribs in front of her, as if the meat was on Yang Pan's body.

Yang Pan just smiled and shook his head, he didn't care much, the child was just playing around for a few minutes, and he almost forgot about it, and he was still very clear about it.

Sure enough, just as Yang Pan thought, after less than three minutes, Chunlei really couldn't stay idle again, and began to talk to Yang Pan.

"Uncle, you dye your hair, hey, even your beard is dyed, and it's still red, tsk, I don't see it, you're quite up with the trend." Chunlei looked at Yang Pan's head and said with some curiosity.

"Dye your hair? Still dyed your beard? It's all a mess. Yang Pan touched his head and said with doubts.

"Don't believe that." As she spoke, Chunlei put down the knife and fork in her hand, and took out a small mirror with those oily hands and pointed it at Yang Pan.

Seeing this, Yang Pan looked up at the small mirror in Chunlei's hand, and saw a sturdy figure with a stubbled beard appearing in the mirror.

It seems that he should shave, Yang Pan suddenly had this idea when he saw himself in the mirror, but soon he noticed that just like Chunlei said, the color of his hair and beard was indeed a little different from before.

His hair was originally black, but now it was covered with a faint layer of red, and it looked like lava in a volcano.

After seeing his hair color, Yang Pan quickly guessed that the reason for this change was related to the magma river he jumped in the training room.

Guessed the reason, Yang Pan didn't care, and the change in hair color was not a big problem, and then said to Chunlei, "This hair color should be a side effect of the previous skill, don't care." ”

As he spoke, Yang Pan pulled out the tyrannical claw that flashed with cold light from his waist and poked it towards his face.

Seeing this scene, Chunlei, who was holding the mirror, suddenly shouted, "Oh, uncle, isn't it just that your hair has turned red, and it's not green, so you can kill yourself." ”

Listening to the smile in Chunlei's tone, Yang Pan glanced at her angrily and said, "I'll shave my beard, don't make noise, hurry up and eat your meat." ”

Hearing Yang Pan's words, Chunlei was energetic again, and she didn't eat anymore, she directly put down the knife and fork in her hand, put away the remaining triceratops ribs and said, "I'm full, I'll eat the rest later, come on, let me help you shave." ”

Seeing this, Yang Pan dodged Chunlei's oily dirty paws with a disgusted expression, "Hurry up and wash your hands, and then talk about it after washing your hands." ”

After hearing this, Chunlei glanced at her hands, and then hurriedly ran to wash her hands, and did not forget to say to Yang Pan while washing her hands, "Then you can wait for me, don't shave your beard secretly." ”

Looking at Chunlei in a hurry, reckless Yang Pan shook his head again, in the mission world, this little girl looked stupid, well-behaved and obedient.

Now that she has returned to the infinite space, the two of them are familiar with each other again, this little girl can be regarded as revealing her true nature, and the whole person is a lot more lively, but Yang Pan doesn't hate her like this.

After a while, Chunlei, who had finished washing her hands, hurriedly ran back again, and was relieved to see Yang Pan and make a move.

"Come, sit still, let me help you shave your face." While speaking, Chunlei picked up a razor that Yang Pan put on the table.

This razor was just exchanged by Yang Pan from the list of basic materials, and it can't be brought into the mission world, so its value is very low, but the sharpness alone is enough to rival some green quality weapons.

In fact, if he did it himself, he could make a living with the tyrannical claw, and the main reason for exchanging such a razor was because he was afraid that Chunlei would want to use the tyrannical claw to shave his beard.

With the weight of the tyrannical claw, Chunlei is estimated to be stable enough to hold it, coupled with the sharpness of the purple weapon of the tyrannical claw, if Chunlei shakes her hand, it is estimated that she will be broken, if she is a little more accurate to her throat, then although she will not die, she will also suffer.

Looking at the spring bud who was holding a razor in his hand and sharpening the knife Huo Huo walked towards him, Yang Pan was a little helpless and could only remind, "Then you have to hold the knife steady, and pay attention when you go under the knife." ”

"Don't worry, don't worry, I shaved my dad's face once before." Chunlei wiped the razor and said very confidently.

Hearing Chunlei say this, Yang Pan believed it to be true, and his hanging heart was relaxed, and then he closed his eyes, ready to wait for Chunlei to help him shave, and at the same time subconsciously said, "You shave your father's face, he should be very happy." ”

"As soon as I said this, I got angry, didn't I just scrape five or six cuts on his face, and the wound was not deep, as for him to beat me with a feather duster, my mother too, patronizing and laughing next to me and not stopping my dad, which made my ass hurt for several days." Chunlei walked up to Yang Pan's side, took the razor and waved it a few times out of thin air, and said angrily.

Hearing Chunlei's words, Yang Pan secretly said in his heart that it was not good, what kind of filial daughter is this, this is a bear child who has not grown up.

Just when Yang Pan opened his eyes and wanted to escape, a cold blade and an equally cold little hand suddenly pressed on the two of them, making him tremble instinctively, and at the same time, Chunlei's voice suddenly came.

"Don't move, I'm going to do it."

As soon as the words fell, Yang Pan suddenly felt a tingling pain on his face, and then Chunlei's voice came again.

"Hey, look, let you move, it's hurt now."