Then Wenliang burped shyly.

Very good, he finally had food.

But he almost starved to death.

Wen Liang sits on his clouds, floating all over the room.

Yan Bei stroked his forehead, probably because he liked it so much that he was filled with joy.

No matter how rude the other person's actions are, he still finds them adorable.

Senior is really cute.

Yan Bei reached out and waved, and the cloudy figure Wen Liang was sitting on flew into Yan Bei's palm.

Wen Liang was excited to find that the cloud he was sitting on could no longer fly, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Yan Bei.

Wen Liang: "???Why did you bring down my cloud?"

He hasn't flown enough yet so why take him down?

"Senior, heights are dangerous."

Wen Liang: "???" I'm not flying.

Why are you so nervous?

He is not afraid yet. What is Yan Bei afraid of? He is really cowardly.

Forget it, this is also a manifestation of the younger generation's concern for the elders.

Wen Liang tugged at the cloud under his feet, hooked his claws, and then let go.

"What kind of cloud do you want, senior?" Yan Bei tilted his head and asked Wen Liang.

Warm and cool, casual strokes.

"I want clouds like airplanes."

The innocence of children is not lost. The innocence of children is not lost.

Wen Liang occupied one-third of his own land and watched Yan Bei build a plane out of clouds for him.

Wen Liang looked at his paws, and then at Yan Bei's fair and slender hands.

Suddenly I felt that the world was really unfriendly to handicapped people.

Wen Liang looked at Yan Bei's hand longingly.

Yan Bei: "......? Senior, is there something wrong?"

Only Wen Liang sighed leisurely.

"It's okay. How could something happen? There's nothing wrong at all."

Although it was written all over his face that something was wrong with me and it was a big deal.

But the words he spoke were completely opposite to the emotions expressed on his face.

"Senior, let's go play first. I'll clear the table first."

After saying that, Yan Bei rushed out without looking back.

Wen Liang: "???" Didn't we agree to clear the table? Why did you run out?

Could it be that Yan Bei disliked his rude appearance and wanted to disinfect it with disinfectant?

Wen Liang felt very sad after thinking about it.

Yan Bei will definitely not dislike him.

Otherwise, why would you make a plane for yourself? You think so.

Wen Liang looked at the plane and felt for the first time that she couldn't play anymore. This world is really boring sometimes.

When I let go of everything, I feel that I have no interest in anything, and then I feel that the demon life is meaningless.

As I thought about it, I began to feel that this world was not worth it.

Wen Liang yawned again. As a soul, he is always very sleepy. He is often awake one second and sleepy the next. He doesn't know when Uncle Zhu Jiuyin can help him reshape himself.

Body.

Wen Liang yawned again.

After a long "Haaah-", Wen Liang climbed into his little plane and went to sleep.

He was feeling decadent, he felt, and he didn't want to work anymore.

Then he snored for a long time.

Gurgling.

Yan Bei went to the bathroom, poured cold water on his face, and finally felt awake.

The area from earlobe to neck is crimson.

Wen Liang, it’s true, so cute.

It's so cute.

He really likes Wen Liang more and more. Even if Wen Liang sleeps every day and ignores him, he thinks Wen Liang is really cute.

There is no such thing as the novelty disappearing at all.

Yan Bei held his eyebrows with one hand and sighed in a low voice.

If Yan Bei endured it any longer, it would be over soon.
Chapter completed!