"Hmph, think about the quagmire in the valley, how many times that stinky boy has climbed! There is no place in the world where he will not go! Shui Eve couldn't laugh or cry when she remembered the appearance of fishing people out of the mire in the first place.

Good fellow, when she saw the quagmire, she was like seeing her mother, and as soon as she entered, she rolled all over the mud, and her nose, eyes, and hair rolled so much that she couldn't see anything except the mud, and she used three whole pots of water to wash the little thing clean.

Now it's just a pile of rubble, and he won't dare to go! Maybe it's a cat stealing fun inside!

Sure enough, Shui Eve ran over to take a look, and there was a round pile on the ground!

Hiding it really tightly, if he hadn't deliberately used a red rope to tie him with a pigtail, he would have been deceived by him.

I don't know if this little guy has played too much with the little wolf, and this hidden kung fu is really like a thief.

walked over and grabbed his pigtail and shook it: "Still hiding, hurry up, lie on the ground as ginseng!" ”

The little guy lay on the ground and did not move, "......"

"Get up, go home!"

The little guy still didn't move, and let Shui Eve pull his whip but not move.

"Hey! I said Xiao Baozi, if you don't get up again, I won't let you eat meat tonight! ”

As soon as he heard that there was no meat to eat, the little guy suddenly became anxious, and blurted out: "No little buns!" ”

Listening to the little guy's immature rebuttal, Shui Eve couldn't help but chuckle and reached out and pinched his little face: "There are no little buns, so what is this!" It's so comfortable to pinch softly. ”

"It's not like a small bag!" The little guy covered his face and moved his position!

"Oh! It's not a little bun, it's a ginseng doll, just take it back to stew soup for the little bun to eat! Eve was so anxious that the little one got up from the ground.

"Oh, it's like a small bag!" After speaking, he stared at Shui Eve angrily.

"I don't look like it!" Shui Eve deliberately frowned and looked him up and down: "My little bun is white and tender, look at you again, the mud on your face is simply a ginseng doll pulled out of the mud!" ”

"Not really!" The little guy was in a hurry and jumped on his calves. He's not a ginseng doll, so he shouldn't be stewed!

Seeing that the little guy was so anxious that he jumped up, Shui Eve was amused in her heart, and continued to instruct with a pretended ignorance on her face: "It doesn't matter if you don't admit it, anyway, I know it, hurry up, the nineteenth rope comes, tie it and take it to stew soup!" ”

"I look like a small bag, like a small bag, not like a doll! Aunt bad! Woo woo...... "Seeing that Nineteen took out the rope and really wanted to tie himself, the little guy was so anxious that he cried.

While crying, she pounded Shui Eve with her small hands, and her little appearance was so aggrieved.

"Yes, yes, it's a little bun! Aunt hug, don't cry, don't cry. "Shui Eve's favorite thing to do now is to tease the little guy, every time she makes the little guy angry, she is so happy, but she is most afraid of the little guy's tears, watching him drop the golden beans and feel so distressed.

"Oh, it's like a small bag, not like a doll! Don't cook! The little guy was held in Shui Eve's arms, and he was so angry that he cried, touching his tears while pulling Shui Eve's collar to complain.

"Yes, yes, yes," Shui Eve naturally didn't have a problem, but only comforted him with his words: "Don't boil, don't cook, don't cry, my aunt was dazzled just now, and now I know that this is a small bun, absolutely not cook!" ”

"Oh, it's like a small bag!" The little guy seemed to be frightened by Shui Eve's sentence of cooking, shouting that he was a little bun, and angrily wiped his little face clean and held Shui Eve's face so that she could see it clearly.