Wash your hands with a bang.

"I'll go out." Qiqi whispered to the cute pet.

One of Jojo's ears pricked up and fell again, signaling that he had heard.

After changing into sneakers, Qiqi hugged his backpack and prepared to go to the Rose Pavilion.

The moment he turned around, he noticed a touch of white in the open shoe cabinet. It was Qi Shunhua who bought his slippers.

Retracting his steps, Qiqi squatted down and took out his slippers and carefully put them into his backpack.

It was just enough to be placed in the Rose Pavilion, where it was clean enough to be barefoot, but she still wanted to take the shoes with her, so that they would not stay in the corner and cover them with a layer of dust.

Kneaded out the bamboo leaf model, Qiqi waved the rattan sword in the Rose Pavilion and sweated with himself.

The underworld

Yun Hongluo bedroom

The faint moonlight shrouded the entire simple and elegant residence, and the verdant bamboo forest became more and more spiritual.

A teenager, lying on a desk, turned left and right, and then even got down on his knees, holding the edge of the desk with both hands, and resting his chin on the back of his hand.

The big black grape-like eyes of Xia Hei were bright and bright, just to see the two items on the bookcase that were vastly different from the temperament of the bedroom owner.

The surroundings, spotless, books and relics, simple and elegant, and the food that appears abruptly, seem out of place.

A bag of spicy strips, a peach.

Teenager "......"

The peach has been sealed by the owner of the bedroom with mana, and can remain in its original appearance forever.

The spicy strips are unopened, and are placed flat within the reach of the owner.

In the boy's mind, he imagined a frame.

The handsome man dressed in a majestic costume and as cold as frost sprinkled the package of spicy strips with his white fingers, took out one expressionlessly, and put it in his mouth to taste.

One by one, the volcano behind him finally erupted. The man's eyebrows were upturned, his eyes were wide open, his arms were raised, and he cried out that it was delicious.

The sense of picture is too strong.

Hahahahaha.

The boy clutched his stomach and pounded the ground, erupting in a pig-like laugh.

In the end, I couldn't breathe, and I almost stopped breathing.

Wipe the tears from the corners of your eyes and slowly stand up.

The boy who had laughed enough began to fall into thought.

How could the leisure food of human beings appear next to the cold and silent Immortal Jun on the other side.

The cold immortal who doesn't frown when he encounters any major event, and has an attitude towards everyone, did he take the wrong medicine? How could you be interested in mortal food.

Lying on the desk, his hairy head swaying from side to side, puzzled.

Curiously, he reached out and touched the bag of spicy strips.

"Moliu." A cold voice came.

"Huh." Yun Moliu's back was cold, his eyes narrowed into a line, revealing a harmless and cute smile, "Brother, I'll just take a look." ”

When I looked back, I was even more confused.

The silver crown and hair that came from the moonlight, the clouds of silver clothes, the cold air was pressing, and he was holding a bamboo teapot in his hand.

The sensitive nose smells a strong aroma of herbs.

Yun Mo said attentively: "Is this going to the pharmacy to decoct the medicine in person?" ”

"If you want to eat, I can buy it for you, you can't touch it on the table." Yun Hongluo said lightly.

"I don't eat it, I'm just curious." Yun Moliu waved his hand, the corners of his lips kept smiling, he opened his big cute eyes, and said in surprise, "Brother, you bought this thing yourself?" ”

"Sincerely!" Yun Hong said coldly, and strode to the official hat chair.

Reprimanded by the eldest brother, Yun Moliu puffed out his cheeks, sullen, and muttered: "It's just that I care, why do you react so much." ”