Scorpion, that's right, the wonton that Lu Yi ate spit out is a scorpion that has always been bright black.

At the moment, it was in good spirits, waving its two pincers in good spirits, and the hook on its ass made a defiant arc.

Lu Yi felt that his tongue was getting bigger, and an indescribable numbness came, and this feeling quickly became hot, and he didn't listen to himself at all.

"Boss!"

Lu Yi wanted to shout this sentence in an angry tone, but after the words came out, he realized that these two words were not only not angry, but also inexplicably funny.

"Boss, boss!" shouted two more words with a big tongue, the scorpion's toxin had already hit his brain, and Lu Yi knocked his head in a daze, so he didn't faint.

Lu Yi didn't want to know why the wonton turned into a scorpion in his mouth now, he just wanted to know who framed him, this feeling was too uncomfortable.

His tongue was very hot and painful, but Lu Ye didn't dare to drink the water on the table at all, for fear that it would turn into scarlet blood when he entered his mouth.

There is still no response in the back, this boss ran away?

"Damn, hurry back, or it won't be good if you really faint later. ”

Lu Yi didn't plan to go to the boss, what if there was danger.

"Hahahaha......"

"Huh?"

Lu Yi paused, he heard laughter in the kitchen behind him, very little, but still barely audible.

The laughter is relatively crisp, and it should be a small child.

"Damn, I'm going to kill you!" Lu Yi always likes to swear when he's in a bad mood, because that will ease his mood.

Lu Yi turned and went straight to the back kitchen, he wanted to know who was trying to harm him......

"Hahaha...... Ahh ”

Lu Yi looked at the child in front of him, and a bitterness passed through his heart, and the past drifted with the wind.

The little boy blinked with big eyes, black hair and blue eyeballs, and a lollipop in his mouth.

"It turned out to be you little guy, I said how a good wonton turned into a scorpion. Lu also increased the strength of twisting the child's ears, and the anger did not hit one place.

"Let go, let go, it hurts. "No way, the boy's arms are too short to reach Lu Yi, and he can only be lifted by the ears.

"Let go, do you think it's possible? Why haven't you grown at all when you come here, it's still the same. ”

"What do you care about me?"

"What?" Lu Yi turned his index finger and thumb, and the child's ears were twisted again.

"Ah, you bastard, let go, it hurts. "A child is a child after all, and he scolds people if he doesn't agree with the consequences.