Chapter 50: Don't Treat Your Stomach Badly
Hua Zheng thought that this time it was certain to die, but thanks to Feng Lige who followed and saved her life.
"If you don't sleep well in the house, what's the matter, give me a show of flying immortals outside the sky?" Feng Lige looked down at the milk doll in her arms, "If the Lord of this valley comes one step later, it is estimated that you will fall into meat sauce." ”
She was still stunned after being caught, and she was stunned for a long time before she regained her voice, "Brother pineapple, how did you know that I was in danger." ”
Feng Lige put the painting zither down on the ground, walked not far away, picked up her teddy bear doll, and stuffed it into the painting zheng's arms.
"I wanted to see how ugly your sleeping position was, and then I found out that you were gone."
Painting Zheng took the teddy bear, "oh", his little hand patted the dust on the teddy bear's body, Feng Lige asked, "What the hell is going on." ”
She has no martial arts cultivation, it is impossible for her to leave by herself, someone must want to take her away.
"I was still playing chess with Zhou Gong, and the wind blew a little cold at night, and I woke up from the cold and found myself floating in the air."
To be precise, as soon as she woke up, she began to fall.
It almost scared her to death.
Feng Lige looked at her suspiciously, "You've been sleeping all the time, and you haven't heard anyone?" ”
"Nope." Painting Zheng thought to himself, could it be a little white tiger......
Soon, she ruled out this idea, the little white tiger hadn't spoken to her for months, and she didn't know how long it would take to come out, it shouldn't be her.
Feng Lige stared at the painting zither for a long time, and saw that her eyes were frank and didn't look like lying, so he picked her up.
The one blocked his view again, and he couldn't see the way, and he grabbed the teddy bear's bear ears with one hand, "Throw this away." ”
"I don't." The kite is drawn to hold the doll tighter.
Feng Lige frowned, "I'll make you a smaller bear when I go back, this one is too big." ”
"I just like the big ones." The painting kite wants to contradict him, "It's comfortable to hold it like this." ”
Feng Lige was silent, and took her back to the uninhabited farmer's yard, the painting zither had not been sleepy since she was awakened, and now her stomach was rumbling with hunger.
Feng Lige took the cold baked cakes and sweet cakes from the bedroom and placed them on the square table in front of the painting kite, "Let's use some." ”
The painting kite sniffed, "What a fragrant smell of baked cakes." ”
Feng Lige watched her eat two baked cakes and six sweet cakes in a row, and there was a trace of disdain in her eyes.
"Are you a starving ghost reincarnated?"
Hua Zheng put the last bite of the roasted cake in his hand into his mouth, "I haven't eaten seriously all day, I gnawed a few small fruits at noon, and you can see the dinner in the evening, it's hard to swallow, what's wrong with me eating a few sweet cakes." ”
It's a blessing to be able to eat.
She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, "Moreover, I am now the time to grow my body, how can I grow tall if I don't eat more." She believes that no matter what age you are, you should be well fed and clothed, and not treat your stomach badly.
Feng Lige looked at her with a slanted gaze, "There are so many excuses for being greedy." ”
"I'm too lazy to tell you." He carried the teddy bear into the bedroom, and I don't know if I will go to the village tomorrow to visit the doctor, or sleep to recuperate.
Feng Lige suddenly found a problem, this courtyard is very small, there is only one bedroom, so where is he resting tonight?
Do you want him to squeeze together with the painting kite?
The little wooden bed......
As soon as the painting kite touched the pillow, she fell asleep, and she didn't even notice that Feng Lige was lying next to her later.