Several people on the side also clearly felt the change in the two.

"Xiao Zhou, Xiao Fubao, what's wrong with you?" Song Nanchen asked worriedly.

Only then did Sang Wanzhou come back to his senses and look at his little cub, his expression was exactly the same as he had just been.

"It's fine." Sang Wanzhou shook his head and patted Xiao Fubao's back.

Xiao Fubao also came back to his senses.

The strange sensation didn't last long before it disappeared.

The panic just now left a big shadow on the two of them.

But the show still has to go on.

Ji Yucheng, who was sitting on the side, took a meat knife and cut off a lamb chop in front of Xiao Fubao.

"Okay, okay, don't think about anything else, look at how fragrant this lamb chop is, you can still get distracted in front of you with such a fragrant thing."

Xiao Fubao still has palpitations.

But after smelling the fragrant roast lamb chops in front of him, all the panic disappeared in an instant.

She couldn't wait to put on disposable plastic gloves and grab the lamb chop, which was one of her arm's lengths, and "ahhhh

It's completely different from the lamb chops I ate last time at that black shop.

The flavor of the seasoning is not very strong, and it is not fat, which retains the original juice and taste of the mutton.

It is also slightly charred on the side, and it tastes more fragrant.

"Yes! This one is delicious!" Xiao Fubao's eyes lit up, and he raised the lamb chops in his hand in front of Sang Wanzhou, "Brother, you can also taste it!"

Sang Wanzhou: "."

[Hahahaha! Sang Wanzhou's cleanliness habit hesitated! How could he have eaten something that someone else had bitten? 】

[Hahahaha! I read full of resistance in Sang Wanzhou's eyes, how much he dislikes what the little baby has eaten? 】

[Come on, come on, I'll press a pack of spicy strips, and bet that Sang Wanzhou won't eat what the little baby has bitten! ] 】

In the presence of all.

Sang Wanzhou slowly lowered his head and approached the lamb chop, and then took a small bite in a new place.

"Yes, it tastes good."

Ji Yucheng cut off another lamb chop and put it in front of Sang Wanzhou, and teased: "Such a big person still grabs food with his sister, come on, come on, you eat this."

"Thank you."

It was a pleasure to eat a meal.

After eating, everyone went back to their yurts to prepare for a bath.

Xiao Fubao squatted in the suitcase and rummaged through his pajamas.

Sang Wanzhou leaned on the head of the bed and closed his eyes to recuperate.

Both of them had turned off their microphones.

Xiao Fubao was about to take a bath with his pajamas, but Sang Wanzhou's clueless words suddenly came from behind him: "You just now, did you also have a very strange feeling?"

Xiao Fubao nodded obediently: "Well, Fubao feels so flustered, it feels like he has lost something. It's the same as when I learned that Master was gone."

Sang Wanzhou didn't speak again, and Xiao Fubao left to take a bath.

He actually couldn't believe that there was such a thing as telepathy in the world.

But when Xiao Fubao is sad, he can feel it.

Now the two of them are sensing the same sensation together.

Is this telepathy between blood relations?

They're both fine, but who is the one who got into the accident?

Sang Wanzhou suddenly opened his eyes and sat up, a trace of incredulity crossed his eyes.

Don't

No. No way.

It can't be him.

But then I thought about his profession, and what he was looking after.

It always makes him feel uneasy.

Thinking of this, Sang Wanzhou couldn't sit still anymore, put on his shoes and didn't care about the kit coat, and rushed directly into the yurt where the director was.