How big can the car refrigerator of a station wagon be?
Originally, there wasn't much room for it, but Xiaoling Mao relied on his keen sense of smell to find the food in the storage cabinet.
However, when faced with these foodies, especially those who are seriously injured and need nutrition to help them recover, no amount of food is enough.
It took less than 20 minutes to drive and I had a good meal.
They looked at each other, obviously neither of them had eaten enough, and slightly disappointed, they climbed back on the bed and stayed still, digesting the food and recovering their bodies.
After Cai Gen packed up the various packages, he carefully put them back in the storage cabinet, as if nothing had happened. He couldn't let Tamamo see them and didn't show his face.
Lighted a cigarette, opened the small partition of the cab, and sat in the passenger seat.
Let’s express our gratitude.
But as soon as he sat in the passenger seat, Cai Gen saw the display on the car panel.
This picture looks a bit familiar, it seems to be the surveillance in the carriage.
Wow, that means that Tamamo could clearly see the scene of his group, the storm, and the beggars snatching food just now?
Especially when I put the packaging bags of garbage in other people's lockers, my covert behavior was also exposed.
Unconsciously, Cai Gen's face turned a little red. He didn't dare to look at Tamamo and looked out the car window.
"Um, thank you for sending us, and, um, um
We eat the food in the car, you tell me how much it costs, and I pay for it."
If these words were said yesterday, Cai Gen would definitely not have said it. Why did he eat it? He didn’t even have any money, so he still wanted to be embarrassed?
But things are different today. Cai Gen is rich now, and his confidence in speaking is different. What do you want to eat? Just pay for it and that’s it.
Tamamo was indeed considerate and took the initiative to cross the topic of paying.
"They are all mortals. Although their recovery ability is stronger than that of ordinary people, they need to consume a lot of food as supplements.
Now that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is so thin, there is nothing we can do about it.
By the way, there’s a lot of blood on your body. Is the injury serious? Do you want me to go directly to the hospital?”
Cai Gen heard this in his ears. This was so exciting that he immediately covered up their greed with helplessness. There was such a big difference between those who could speak and those who couldn't.
"I'm fine, my injuries are healed."
After saying that, Cai Gen was lucky that he had taken off his mink before the fight. His underwear was in tatters and his coat was not damaged.
Tamamo's insight is keen. Just now he saw Cai Gen's underwear, which was almost like a fishnet. How many times did he have to endure injuries to achieve this effect?
Is it healed so quickly? Is this recovery ability a mutation of the tardigrade?
"If you don't go to the hospital, can I take you directly back to Shigao Ximen?"
Cai Gen happened to see the supply tent in the seventh circle, and suddenly thought that there were still a few people here.
Forget it, no matter which group they belong to, they have all done their best. If they are injured and ignored, it is detrimental to humanity.
"Stop, there are a few wounded people over there."
Tamamo stopped the car, and Cai Gen asked Duan Xiaohong and Xiao Xiao to go down and move people.
When he moved to the Smurfs, Cai Gen was a little unhappy. This guy was hostile to him and he didn't know what he owed him.
"Xiao Xiao, there's no room in the car. You can throw it on the roof of the car for him. Tie it up and don't let it fall."
Originally, the eighth disciple did not see the leader, only Cai Gen, and felt uncomfortable.
Even if you don’t let yourself get into the car, there’s still no room. How can there be no room in such a big station wagon?
This Cai Gen is just petty and takes the opportunity to retaliate. Can I, the Eighth Disciple, the loyal disciple of my sect, be so angry with you?
"Girl, tie it tighter. I can't stand it if you fall and get hurt twice. Thank you."
Xiao Xiao ignored him. His color was eye-catching. Can anyone be able to control such a bright blue? How shameless.
The five-flowered tie was indeed very strong, especially around the eighth disciple's neck. It was wrapped several times and almost strangled him to death.
Although Huang Ping and the others got into the car, they could only lie down on the floor because the sofa was for Duan Xiaohong and Xiao Xiao, and the bed was already full.
Cai Gen got into the car again and wanted to get back to the passenger seat, but Duan Xiaohong was one step ahead of him and was already sitting there, looking very nervous.
What does this mean? Want to get close to Tamamo Tomo?
Cai Gen couldn't compete with Duan Xiaohong for a seat, and sitting there was really stressful, so he had to go back to the sofa in the back.
Duan Xiaohong had actually long wanted to come over to talk to Tamamo, make friends, and build relationships. With her career there, who wouldn't want to see her seniors?
"Master Tamamo, hello."
Tamamo had noticed this little fat guy for a long time, but she was naturally attracted to beautiful girls, and this one was a bit subversive of her aesthetics.
"Well, you're fine, too."
Am I fine? Duan Xiaohong’s wine got to her head as soon as she drank it, and she felt a little dizzy.
"Um, I'm Chuma Xian. You and my Master Hu are on the same side, right?"
How do you say this?
In their hometown, Tamamo and the others were not named Hu before.
The current Hu family is also a branch with thin blood. After blending with the secular world, it just took a homonym.
"It's a bit far-fetched to say they have the same origin but different sects."
It's over, the set almost failed. Duan Xiaohong doesn't have much culture, and he doesn't know exactly how to distinguish Yuzao, Nine-tailed Fox, and Qingqiu Mountain.
"So, are you somewhat related?"
Tamamo was a little helpless, did this little fat guy have to join in and make do?
He glanced at Duan Xiaohong and frowned slightly. Now that he is a Ma Xian, there is no image requirement?
Let’s not talk about her figure and appearance, but her clothes and clothes are nothing to look down upon.
If I had anything to do with her, my inner aesthetic would collapse.
"No, not at all, absolutely not."
With such a firm denial, Duan Xiaohong didn't think it was her fault. It must be that Tamamo had been wandering outside for too long and had forgotten her ancestors.
How is it possible that there is nothing at all? They are all foxes, aren't they?
Can two foxes be written in one stroke?
Duan Xiaohong's mentality is complete and solid, and cannot be easily destroyed.
"Oh, maybe you remembered it wrong.
The chief leader of my family is from your Hu family. His name is Hu Xiaocao. Do you know him?
Is it your niece, niece or something?
By the way, do you want me to invite some Master Hu to catch up with you?"
This was a forced approach, and Tamamo's face turned a little dark.
What do you mean I remembered it wrong?
How could I remember it wrong?
The Tianhu lineage is declining, and its prosperity has turned into decline. Am I not the one who takes the blame?
Don't talk about Hu Xiaocao, Master Hu, no matter who he is, I don't want to see him.
Why should I meet you? Why should I apologize after seeing you?
Can I explain it clearly?
Wouldn't that make you feel uncomfortable?
"Go and call Cai Gen out. This car is a little slanted now. He needs to be heavier. You are too light and can't hold it down."
Tamamo feels that what she said has been very straightforward, and I don’t want to talk to you anymore. You are not worthy.
Duan Xiaohong was warm-hearted at the critical moment,
"No, the car is very flat and there is no deviation. Can you try adjusting the steering wheel?"
There was anger in Tamamo's eyes and she closed her mouth tightly.