"My old man Pony is hanging on today!" Pony punched him again: "Sorensen! I must peel you today and make it my appetizer!"

"Whew!" Sorensen, who couldn't react and was punched by Pony, couldn't bear it: "Then you can eat it!

"Damn! I actually opened up as soon as I came up!" Pony slapped him and called him out: "Sorensen, you don't scream in front of me!"

"My day, who the hell am I going to provoke, I'm ......" Sorensen was suddenly slapped by Pony's brain, and his eyes flashed with stars.

When Pony's play was comfortable, the makeup remnant also walked in from the crack in time and space: "Finished fighting?"

"Well, it's over. Pony snapped his fingers.

There's nothing more satisfying than bullying a brother.

If there is, it's two hits.

If there is another one, it will be three consecutive hits+.

At this time, Pony, it was simply ruthless.

"Holy!" Sorensen, who was lying half-dead on the ground by Pony, stood up straight: "Fox, vixen?!, it's you?!"

The makeup remnant was confused: "Huh......?"

"Make your mouth stink!" Pony hurriedly punched him again, and directly knocked Sorensen to the ground with another punch: "People call it makeup residue! Don't give people such a weird nickname!"

"Isn't she just a vixen!?"

"Let me state again...... "Makeup weakly raised his snow-white little paws: "I'm a five-tailed snow fox, not ...... The vixen you said ......"

Sorensen was stunned, then began to think with his chin pinched.

Then, his eyes lit up, snapped his fingers, and pointed to the small and bearable makeup, but the conclusion he came to was ......

"The five-tailed snow fox and the fox spirit are almost the same!"

Before Pony could make a move for the goddess, the makeup remnant raised his hand and drew a circle in mid-air: "You can die, goodbye or not." ”

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" said Sorensen, looking around in confusion.

If the makeup is good, what are you doing in a circle with him?

Could it be that the makeup residue wants to "draw a circle and curse you"?

Obviously, Sorensen didn't know much about the ability to make up residues.

But before Sorensen could figure it out, he ...... He had fallen into the space-time rift that suddenly grew under his feet and summoned by the makeup remnants.

"Hu ......" makeup patted his snow-white little claws and claws with relief: "Relieved." ”

"Sorenson, ...... that's it," Pony asked with a smirk.

"I teleported (tolew) him into your Lake of the Holy Spirit, and threw him into the deep waters of the Lake of the Holy Spirit, and he wants to fly out of the Lake of the Holy Spirit, but it will take some time, don't worry, with his strength, he should not be able to die. ”

"It's better to be dead. Pony said unjustly.

Pony is a typical kind of stabbing (crossing-out) for brothers' ribs, and women would rather be willing to stab their brothers twice, without hesitation.

When Pony and Makeup returned to Pony's residence, An Ranran was in the kitchen, wearing a kawaii apron, stepping on a small bench and standing in front of the pot, holding a small spatula and stir-frying something delicious in the pot.

An Ranran, who saw them coming back together through the transparent floor-to-ceiling window, the little firebird eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and said with a smile: "Come back? Wait a minute, this dish will be fried soon, and you can serve it out to eat together later!"

"Uh-huh, hard birdie. Smelling the fragrance wafting from the kitchen, the makeup remnant couldn't help but sigh: "Xiaolu is really blessed, dear ......."

"Well, don't look at this kid as small, but when it comes to cooking, it's really good. Looking at An Ranran's skillful technique, Pony also echoed the makeup.

"Poof, Xiaoniao, she is really not small, she is as big as Xiaolu, but now that she is in the Nirvana period, she will briefly transform into her appearance when she was a child, and when you are in the rebirth period, you will naturally believe what we say. ”

After An Ranran finished stir-frying the last dish, Sorensen, who was wet all over, also pushed the door in a little bit, and he said half-jokingly: "Pony is actually willing to cook? ”

Pony silently darkened his whole face: "Sorensen, you are honest, did you follow Cassius to learn to cook, you are so special that you will give me fluttering?!"

Sorensen rolled back to the changing room with his tail between his legs and changed his clothes.

As smart as he was, of course he knew it couldn't be Pony's masterpiece.

On the way to ridicule, of course, he still has to save his life.

Pony's fist is not soft, other people's fists, that can be called a fist to the flesh!

He was careful that his liver hurt.

Sorensen was changing his clothes, and Pony opened the door coldly, and a head melon seed approached: "Hey, Sorensen." ”

Sorensen: "Big brother, I'm changing my clothes......"

Pony: "I'll take care of you." ”

Sorensen: "...... If you have something to say, let it go quickly, Lao Tzu has to change his clothes, and the clothes are really uncomfortable to die when they are wet and sticking to his body. ”

What's more, he also has a slight cleanliness habit.

"Gotcha!" Pony knew this, of course, as he squeezed into the changing room, closed the door, and pulled a small bench to sit down, "I'm just here to give you a heads-up." ”

"Well, you say. Sorensen replied rather depressedly.

"Don't talk about the makeup residue and us last time, don't be in front of her anymore, that's all. Pony put it succinctly.

Sorensen: "......"

He didn't seem to be used to calling the makeup remnant's name directly, and his eyes were a little weakly aimed at the ceiling.

Sorensen likes to ask if he doesn't understand, and he droops his eyelids: "Why is that?"

"There does seem to be a person in charge of memory in the Eight Syllables, and like Cassius, all the memories of the makeup remnant have been completely sealed by that person, so you should think of the makeup remnant as our new friend. Pony went on to explain.

Sorensen opened his mouth: "Are you sure you have such a deep friendship with one of the backbones of the eight-tone rhythm of unknown origin?"

"I think, I'm sure. Pony wasn't stubborn, nor was he arrogant, Sorensen could see that Pony's tone of voice was serious and serious.

"Okay then...... I know. Sorensen scratched his head and glanced at Pony, "It doesn't look like you. ”

"I know, but I'm not disgusted by the changes I'm making now. ”

Sorensen didn't respond.

He was just quietly looking at Pony, no, to be precise, he was looking behind Pony, behind Pony, tentacles.

"Pony ......"

"Huh?"

"I just noticed that something doesn't look right about you. Sorensen frowned, "You're missing a tentacle?"

"Ang ......" to his brother, Pony really did not intend to hide this matter.

"!" Sorensen barely managed to control his voice, "Dude, what did you do??Tell me!

"......" Pony said weakly, "To be honest, it's me." ”

Sorensen was choked by Pony's little bunny show for a moment: "......"

"You, what did you do?It's okay, you pull out your tentacles?!"

As he spoke, Sorensen couldn't wait to slap Pony in the face, "Duck! Pony, you're really crazy, aren't you!?"

"Cold, calm ......" Pony Poni's hand fanned Sorensen: "Sorensen, I...... There's a reason for that, too......"

"Huh?" said Sorensen, huffing and clasping his hands to his chest.

"Didn't I accidentally tear off one of her tails some time ago......"

Sorensen's forehead burst with anger: "So, you want to use this way to compensate her?

"Ang ......" Pony should be cautious, for fear that Sorensen will be angry because of this.

Sorensen is also the pinnacle of the Holy Spirit Star Elves, and he also understands what kind of unbearable pain the uprooting of the tentacles will cause to the body of the Holy Spirit Elves.

Sure enough, Sorensen instantly burst into a rage: "Pony, are you stupid, are you stupid!, what is wrong with compensation, why do you have to use such an extreme way!?"

"I was ...... too Didn't think about it so much......" Pony replied aggrieved.

"Damn, are you still wronged, are you still embarrassed to be wronged!?" said Sorensen, who was like a stir-fried cabbage at this moment, roared with his teeth and claws.

"Well, I know, you're thinking about me too. Pony rubbed his blonde hair: "Don't worry, I'm still sure, although the pain does hurt, but it doesn't hurt me too much." ”

"You're so damn that you're going to me off!" Sorensen frowned and waved his hand, and if he continued, he was afraid that he really couldn't hold back, so he went up and slapped Pony to death: "Get out, you! Don't delay me to change my clothes!"

"Good. "Pony is very cheerful.

"Hey, wait. Before leaving, Sorensen stopped Pony again.

Pony looked at Sorensen with a little puzzlement: "Huh?"

"I ask you, if I hadn't happened to find out that one of your tentacles was missing today, what were you going to do...... When are you going to tell me about your tentacles?" Sorensen narrowed his eyes.

Pony thought for a while, and then stopped: "After talking about the makeup residue, it's just that you found out and said it first, and I will follow you." ”

"Oh? Sorensen waved his hand: "Get out of here!"

Pony opened the door in an instant and slipped out.

Wait a minute...... When you're done talking about makeup, tell me something about your tentacles?

Sorensen's eyes narrowed.

Duck!Pony!I'm going to bite you to death sooner or later!

Haha, after Sorensen reacted, I'm afraid I'm going to blow up my lungs, right?Pony smiled and glanced at the kitchen door.

I don't know when I walked into the kitchen, stood beside An Ranran, and whispered happily to An Ranran, with a smile on his eyebrows.

Pony's small head had big doubts.

The Man of the Eight Rhythms...... Could it be that each one looks better than the other?

And as it turns out, Pony you guessed it right.

That's just the way it is.

When Sorensen came out of the changing room, Pony had just helped bring the dishes to the table: "Sorensen, come and help." ”

"Oh. Sorensen gave Pony an angry look, you are really a dog in front of girls.

And the facts have proved that An Ranran's meals taste really good.

Sorensen, who had been almost covered by Cassieu's cooking, only took one bite, then silently shut his mouth, remained silent, and concentrated on eating.

How to say it, if you compare the food cooked by Cassiu and the food cooked by An Ranran together, to be honest, this is not a comparison between good and bad, and in the end it can only be said that each has its own characteristics and its own merits.