Chapter 338: Asking for a monthly ticket by induction~
Several people on the side also clearly felt the changes in the two people.
"Xiaozhou, Xiaofubao, what's wrong with you?" Song Nanchen asked with a worried look on his face.
Only then did Sang Wanzhou come back to his senses and look at his little Zaizai, his expression was exactly the same as his just now.
"It's okay." Sang Wanzhou shook his head and patted little Fubao's back.
Little Fubao also came to his senses.
The strange feeling didn't last long before disappearing.
The panic just now left a huge shadow on the two of them.
But the show still has to go on.
Ji Yucheng, who was sitting aside, took a meat-cutting knife and cut off a mutton chop and placed it in front of Xiao Fubao.
"Okay, okay, don't think about anything else. Look how fragrant this lamb chop is when grilled. How can you still be distracted with such a fragrant thing in front of you?"
Little Fubao still had lingering fears.
But after smelling the fragrant grilled lamb chops in front of me, all the panic disappeared instantly.
She couldn't wait to put on disposable plastic gloves, grabbed the mutton chop, which was as long as her arm, and bit into it.
It was completely different from the lamb chops I had at that black shop last time.
The flavor of the seasoning is not very strong, nor is it spicy, and it retains the original juice and taste of the mutton.
It also grills the edges slightly, making it taste more fragrant.
"Yeah! This is delicious!" Xiao Fubao's eyes lit up and he raised the mutton chop in his hand to Sang Wanzhou, "Brother, you should have a bite too!"
Sang Wanzhou: "."
[Hahahaha! Sang Wanzhou, a germaphobe, hesitated! How could he eat something that others have bitten? 】
[Hahahaha! I read a lot of resistance in Sang Wanzhou’s eyes. How much does he dislike the food that the baby has eaten? 】
[Come on, come on, I’ll press a pack of spicy strips and bet Sang Wanzhou won’t eat anything the baby has bitten!]
Under the witness of everyone.
Sang Wanzhou slowly lowered his head and approached the mutton chop, then took a small bite at a new place.
"Well, it tastes good."
Ji Yucheng cut off another mutton chop and placed it in front of Sang Wanzhou, jokingly saying: "You are such a big man and you are fighting for food with your sister. Come on, come on, you can eat this."
"Thanks."
It was a pleasant meal.
After eating, everyone went back to their yurts to take a shower and wash themselves.
Little Fubao squatted in the suitcase and dug through his pajamas.
Sang Wanzhou leaned on the bed and closed his eyes to rest.
Both of them have turned off their microphones.
Xiao Fubao was holding his pajamas and was about to take a shower when Sang Wanzhou suddenly heard a confused remark from behind him: "Did you feel a strange feeling just now?"
Little Fubao nodded obediently: "Well, Fubao feels so flustered, as if he has lost something. It's the same as when he learned that the master had left."
Sang Wanzhou said no more, and Xiao Fubao left to take a bath.
In fact, he has never believed that there is such a thing as telepathy in the world.
But little Fu Bao can feel it when he is sad.
Now the two of them felt the same feeling together.
Is this the telepathy between blood relations?
They are both fine, so who is in trouble?
Sang Wanzhou suddenly opened his eyes and sat up, a trace of disbelief flashing in his eyes.
Could it be
No. Impossible.
It can't be him.
But then I thought about his profession and what he was investigating.
It always made him feel uneasy.
When he thought of this, Sang Wanzhou couldn't sit still anymore. He put on his shoes and didn't bother to put on his coat, and rushed directly into the yurt where the director was.