Look what I brought you! "
The woman proudly raised her eyebrows and handed the piece to Xiang Xing.
The little guy stared, but his eyes widened in surprise.
Cover your mouth and shout: "how did you... Get it back?!"
you ''re right.
The piece in Mina''s hand is the one she saw last night. Murongye painted it as part of the tortoise''s pillar.
Moreover, the section of the whole piece of wood is flat, as if it was directly cut off by an extremely sharp knife.
Xiang Xing was surprised
Can''t help swallowing, "you destroy cultural relics?"
"... Oh, you don''t have to worry about this. I''m looking for something to fill it up!"
Mina waved her hand and smiled guilty.
However, he quickly turned his face and continued to point to the wood in his hand. "Anyway, I think we might as well take it back and let you look at it comfortably at home. It''s safer!"
"Well."
The little guy tilted his head and thought.
That''s right.
After dinner, I watched it at home.
……
Before long, there was a smell of delicious food in the direction of the kitchen, which instantly aroused Xiang Xing''s appetite.
She couldn''t help jumping up from the sofa happily, rubbed her little hands excitedly and slipped to the kitchen.
When he opened the door, Wu Chen was already brushing the pot.
On one side of the stove, there was a bowl of chicken stewed mushrooms with complete color, flavor and flavor.
And it is an upgraded version with Qibao Begonia.
Seeing this, the little guy couldn''t help swallowing.
Before taking it out, he directly stretched out evil claws towards the bowl of chicken stewed mushrooms
The next second, the little hand was gently patted open by a cleaned spatula.
"Wash your hands before dinner."
"Well..."
Xiang Xing deflated his small mouth, suddenly spit out his tongue at the man and make a face.
After washing hands obediently, he took a pair of chopsticks directly, picked up a piece of chicken calf meat and sent it to his mouth.
"... wow ~!"
The fragrance of mushroom and the delicacy of chicken were intertwined with the Lingli of Qibao Begonia, which immediately filled her mouth.
The little guy''s soft eyes suddenly became bright. He couldn''t help nodding madly and thumbing up. "Boss, your food is better than the golden Arch!"
But listening to the address, Wu Chen showed some slight dissatisfaction.
I can''t help but deliberately lower my voice and hum: "if you don''t change your name, I won''t serve you dinner."
Of course, he said so, but he still filled a big bowl of rice and handed it to Xiang Xing.
"... thank you, husband ~"
The little guy was completely convinced by the bowl of chicken stewed mushrooms. He happily changed his mouth and took over the big job.
Because there were only a few people outside who didn''t need to eat, Xiang Xing ate them directly on the kitchen table.
Wu Chen sat aside, his big palm gently supporting his head, and quietly looked at the little guy''s appearance.
The beating in the atrium is also more vivid and powerful.
He really likes this kind of food. Two people in a room sit opposite each other, and the food is plain and warm.
How I wish time would stay at this moment forever.
……
In half an hour.
Xiang Xing was content to thrust out his small belly and returned to the living room with enough energy.
Start facing the wood.
Looking at the traces on the wood that were cleverly integrated with the turtle shell, she had a faint premonition.
At this point, you may be able to see the most critical thing.