Chapter 50: You don't understand the world of foodies

A thunderstorm broke out, and the rain soon formed lines on the floor-to-ceiling windows, cutting the scenery outside the window into a blur.

Wu Xiaoluo was awakened by the thunder and sat up from the bed suddenly, because she was used to sleeping under the quilt, her cheeks were a little hot at this time, and she felt a dry mouth.

She put on her slippers and got out of bed, opened the door, crept to the kitchen on tiptoe, picked up the kettle on the table, seemed to think of something, blinked her eyes, and put it down again. Turning around and walking to the refrigerator, he slowly opened the refrigerator door with a very light movement, and like a thief, took out a bottle of ice water from it, unscrewed the lid and took a sip.

"Whew-" Bing Bing swallowed the sweet water, Wu Xiaoluo felt much better, couldn't help but murmur softly, and then covered her mouth, worried that her brother would hear it.

My brother didn't let her drink ice water since she was a child, and she could only drink room temperature or hot water, saying that she was too weak and would get sick if she drank cold.

But now that she was fifteen years old, and her body was very healthy, she couldn't get sick after taking a sip, could she? But she still didn't dare to let her brother find out that she was secretly drinking ice water, otherwise she would have to be broken and read endlessly.

I feel that my brother is sometimes like Tang Seng, and he almost adds Amitabha Buddha after every sentence, Wu Xiaoluo pursed her lips and laughed silently.

After drinking the water happily, she walked back on tiptoe, and when she passed by her brother's room, she faintly heard what seemed to be a voice inside.

"There's no need for you to show up again, she's forgotten about you, changed her appearance, and left the city. Although it was deliberately lowered, Wu Xiaoluo still heard that it was the voice of the elder brother.

"Yes, master. The voices of a man and a woman sounded at the same time, and they sounded familiar, but they couldn't remember where they had heard them.

Who is my brother talking to in the middle of the night?"Forget you," "Leave," "Master...... What is this?

"Ahh

The room fell silent instantly, the door opened from the inside, and Wu Xi's tall figure appeared in the darkness.

"Xiaoluo, what's wrong with you?" the old brother kept pushing her.

"Brother, I'...... Headache...... Other...... Don't push it......"

"Hey, snack guys, wake up!"

Wu Xiaoluo opened her eyes suddenly, and found that Lang Xing was pushing her shoulders vigorously, his face was so close that he could even see the pores on his face clearly.

"What are you doing?" she pushed him away, shrunk back, rubbing her shoulders in protest, "I don't have to be so hard to wake up, right?"

"Finally woke up!" Lang Xing snorted, raised his hand and knocked her on the head, "You don't know, you started talking in your sleep after you fell asleep, what kind of rock sugar gourd, mango cake, just now there was a scream." But no matter how you call you, you won't wake up, I have to use pushing!"

"Huh?" she remembered as if she had had a dream, but woke up and forgot.

Seeing her look sluggish, looking stupid that she didn't know what he was talking about, Lang Xing teased: "Did you dream of Sugar Gourd Superman vs. Mango Cake Monster?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Wu Xiaoluo rolled her eyes, "I'm not a foodie!"

The three of them "hehe" at the same time, looking at her with a teasing face.

"Well, I really ......" Wu Xiaoluo wanted to make a name for herself, but she seemed to be a little weak-hearted, so she had to scratch her ears and keep silent.

"Alright, it's almost time to rest, it's time for us to go. She Wei was the first to stand up.

"The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, and set off!" Lang Xing pulled Wu Xiaoluo up with high morale and strode towards the Confused Forest.

"I'm suddenly a little hungry......"

"And say you're not a foodie?"

“......”

"Hey, wait for me!" Bai Luochuan hesitated a little and hurriedly followed.