Sun Wukong finally saw the cute side of this rabbit, like a child who has been praised and proud.

After Sun Wukong finished eating the whole peach pie, he saw that the rabbit Mengmeng didn't eat it, but started the peach pie there, "Why don't you eat it?"

Rabbit Mengmeng put the filling into the peach pie, put it on the tray on the side, and then picked up an empty pie shell, "Oh, I'll eat it later, I'll make these peach pies first, and I'll let you pack them back later." ”

Monkey King: "......"

In this way, Sun Wukong ate a meal after signing here with Rabbit Mengmeng, and then packed back a large box of peach pie, and Tang Seng received a commission reminder when he just left.

The commission was twice as much as usual, which made Tang Seng's eyes widen, and he quickly picked up the phone and called Sun Wukong again, this time Sun Wukong's phone was turned on, and he could get through as soon as he called.

"I'm earning you commissions, can you not call all the time?" Sun Wukong sat on the somersault cloud with the peach pie and flew slowly towards the Yamen of the Journey to the West.

“...... Oops, I just wanted to call you back for dinner, how did I know you were going to solve the case. Tang Seng rarely complained, "And when you left, didn't I come back with you to come back for dinner early?"

Sun Wukong was too lazy to talk to him, "Forgot." ”

After these two words, Sun Wukong hung up the phone directly, lay flat on the somersault cloud, looked at the white moonlight, and a touch of sadness floated in his heart.

If I hadn't missed at that time, I guess it would be about the same age as the rabbit.

Alas......

The aroma of a large box of peach pie on the side, the lid can't be covered, and it keeps overflowing into Sun Wukong's nostrils, and he finally can't help but reach out and open the lid, and take out a peach pie from the inside and put it in his mouth and bite it gently, the unique aroma of the peach is well retained.

In other words, this stinky man is really not ordinary in this aspect of making food.

Even the flower fairy's cooking skills are probably not as good as this guy's.

Tang Seng, who was hung by the antelope, was angry and stomped his foot suddenly, "Withdraw this meal for me." ”

After finishing that, he threw off his sleeves and left, Zhu Bajie shrank his shoulders and went to Sha Seng and said, "How can our master be like a daughter-in-law whose husband doesn't go home?"

Sha Seng gave him a look and quickly got up and walked away.

He didn't dare to take Zhu Bajie's words, in case the master or the senior brother heard it, there would be a time when he couldn't eat and walked around.

Empress Xiliang was close to Zhu Bajie, and when he heard this, she immediately widened her eyes angrily, "I, Zhu Bajie, can you talk past your brain, how can this kind of talk be messy?"

Zhu Bajie: "......"

Sun Wukong slowly walked back to the Journey to the West Yamen, and was about to go upstairs, when he suddenly thought of something and walked towards the dormitory with the box and turned towards Bing.

Bing hadn't fallen asleep yet, and was playing handstand there.

He flipped and saw Sun Wukong, "Master, you're back." ”

He jumped three feet high and jumped next to Sun Wukong, then shrugged his nose and smelled a strong fragrance, and his eyes immediately fell on the big box that Sun Wukong was carrying.

Sun Wukong opened the box, revealing the golden peach pie roasted inside, "If you like to eat it, take it." ”

"Good. The soldier unceremoniously stretched out his hand, grabbed three or four, and then took one and stuffed it into his mouth, "Hmm......"

Bingdu made the delicacy in his mouth irritating to cry, he pursed his mouth and swallowed the peach pie in his mouth, and looked at Sun Wukong with tears in his eyes, "Where did you buy this......, master?"

Sun Wukong saw his uncompetitive appearance, raised his foot and kicked him, and then took out four or five more from the box and put it in a fruit bowl on his ice table, "That's all, eat it if you like." ”

After finishing the turn, he walked to the door and stopped, turned back to the ice that stuffed the fruit and peach pie into his mouth: "Remember to brush your teeth after eating, sweet will cause tooth decay." ”

Bing nodded as he ate, and the delicacy in his mouth was so delicious that he couldn't spare time to talk back.

Sun Wukong shook his head and turned away.

The door of Tang Seng's room was not closed, he sat at the table and listened to the movement outside, and when he heard the sound of the door opening from the opposite side, he quickly stood up, rushed out, and blocked the door that Sun Wukong was about to close.

Monkey King: "......"

He silently let go of the doorknob and walked back to the room, letting Tang Seng follow in.

"Hey, why don't you ignore me?"

“......”

"Why did you hang up with me?"

“......”

"You...... Hey, what is this?" Tang Seng watched Sun Wukong put a box on the table, and there was still a sweet fragrance wafting from it, which made him swallow a mouthful of saliva.

Sun Wukong sighed, "The pie sent by the fans, if you want to eat it, you can eat it." ”

"Fans?" Tang Seng's head quickly turned, he seemed to have seen such two words somewhere, thought for a while, and suddenly thought of it. "Is that the fan who asked you for an autograph?"

It's okay not to mention the signature, as soon as Tang Seng heard the word signature, Sun Wukong felt that his fingers hurt.

100 books, 100 signed, it took him an hour.

"That's it. As soon as he thought of this, he was not angry, "I, don't give me such a job in the future, find me a serious case to handle, if you give me some more mess, don't blame me for picking on it." ”

"How can this be called a mess? You can make your fans' wishes come true, and when you help your fans make their wishes come true, you can also increase our income, which is the best of both worlds, oh no, it's the best of all three. Tang Seng had already opened the lid of the box, looked at the golden pie inside, and grabbed one and put it in his mouth without thinking about it.

"Hmm......" After Tang Seng ate such a piece, he revealed the same style as Bing, "Mine, how can it be so delicious?"

Sun Wukong took a step to the side, dodged the crumbs that were sprayed out when Tang Seng spoke, and frowned: "Can you finish eating it, I really don't pay attention to hygiene, and I don't wash my hands." ”

Tang Seng glared at him sadly, simply ignored him, sat on his stool and continued to stuff peach pie into his mouth.

After eating one, I felt that my mouth was a little dry, so I turned around and ordered Sun Wukong: "Wukong, you come over my room and bring me the flower tea." ”

Sun Wukong: "Go by yourself." ”

"Heh......" Tang Seng turned around and saw that Sun Wukong was already lying on it, and he was about to fall asleep, he wanted to scold him twice, but he couldn't scold him again, it seems that Sun Wukong is really tired.

Tang Seng's eyes rolled, forget it. Don't bother him, but he thinks he still needs to bring some fire back to eat this fruit pie.