Not many people are too picky about this meal. If you have something to eat, just open your mouth and eat it obediently. Besides, there are people feeding you, so why should you be picky?
It was very tiring. Cheng Mo Dao and Guo Guo were so tired that they didn't even want to play mahjong. They followed Cheng Muyan and lay down in the square for a while. Cheng Muyan went back to rest, and the two of them also went back to their rooms to rest.
However, because I took a medicated bath and applied ointment, there were no side effects on my body when I got up the next day. Even Cheng Muyan, whose arm looked horribly swollen last night, was back to normal, but she still felt a little stuffy when she raised her arm.
The pain was gone, but the rest was gone.
Yesterday, Guoguo worked hard for half an afternoon and still couldn't finish harvesting this large piece of blood ginseng. You can also imagine how big the rock Cheng Modao first lifted to hit people was. If Guoguo knew that Cheng Modao was secretly thinking of playing tricks,
Qing Huan just said this on purpose. I'm afraid she would have to jump up and slap him...slap him on the knee twice.
The key is that Cheng Mo Dao himself feels very guilty. The more guilty he is, the less he wants to be with Cheng Muyan and the others, fearing that he will accidentally let out "disaster".
Guoguo rubbed her fat white arms like tender lotus roots and walked to the blood ginseng field muttering.
After a bad start on the first day, Guoguo now knows how to hold back and give her best. When she is tired or almost reaching her limit, she no longer forces herself to carry on. Instead, she and Cheng Muyan sit down and kiss each other.
Let's eat some fruit, snacks, etc. and rest for a while before starting again.
In short, it’s just one sentence: learn well!
However, this kind of obedience was not what Qing Huan wanted, especially when this little chubby kid shamelessly squeezed in between him and the little girl, and his face became even darker.
How could he not know that this naughty little brat did this on purpose? But just because he was a child, Qing Huan was even more unreasonable to chase people away, making it seem like he was being stingy.
Looking at the soft, glutinous and sweet jade cake in his hand, he took a hard bite angrily. He was just stingy, and he just wanted to dominate the little girl. What's wrong?
Cheng Muyan turned her head to look at Qing Huan, who was sitting over there eating snacks, and glanced at the low pressure coming from this guy in confusion. Who made him so angry? It felt like he was not eating pastries, but like he was about to eat them.
Human-like.
Silently lifting the kettle and taking a sip of the sweet honey water, Cheng Muyan continued to focus on the plate of pastries in front of her. Forget it, it's not important, let's have some snacks!
I happily picked up a piece of Yufu cake with red beans and started eating it slowly. After eating the pastries for a while, I can rest for a while. Well, there is nothing wrong with it!
"Guoguo, you just drank a lot of water, and now you've eaten four more pastries. It's almost done. Don't do anything anymore!"
Seeing the little chubby child reaching out his paws to get food again, Cheng Muyan snorted softly and said this.
Cheng Muyan didn't expect that this guy immediately raised his head, blinked his eyes and acted cute to her, especially holding a small kettle, with long eyelashes fanning, making him look even more clever and cute.
"It's useless to look at me. If you're not allowed to eat, you're not allowed to eat. You can eat more when you grow up. Your belly is too small now. Do you think your belly is bulging?"
When Cheng Muyan said this, Guoguo immediately used a small water bottle to cover her slightly bulging belly in embarrassment. Her face was red, and the little flower buds on her head were swaying as if she was drunk. She looked particularly interesting.
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Cheng Muyan slowly ate the pastry, holding her chin and looking at the pitiful appearance of the little fat child for a while, feeling strangely satisfied in her heart.
Cheng Muyan: "???"
Something seems wrong?
There was peace and harmony here, but the other side seemed particularly lonely and quiet. If it weren't for the sound of digging stones that came to his ears, Cheng Mo Dao would have thought that he had been forgotten by the world.
Sighing, he put the neatly divided stone into the box. Cheng Mo Dao squatted in the pit without any image, took out a piece of snack and started to nibble on it. Looking at the back, he felt inexplicably lonely, but as soon as he put it in front, he felt
Immediately it changed its taste, became ridiculous and ridiculous.
Cheng Mo Dao finished chewing a piece of pastry like a mouse, patted the crumbs on his palms, and stood up slowly with his knees propped up. He didn't want to do this job any more!
If there is another action of throwing things here, it will appear more domineering and the stance will be more determined. Cheng Mo Dao looked at the Mo Dao in his hand, thought about it and disappeared, and then flicked it.
He ran with his sleeves and jumped out of the sinkhole in a few jumps.
He stopped doing it. It was boring and unpleasant to do. If you want to work, you have to do it together. Only in this way can there be comparison and it will appear fairer.
Why can you two stay together with Yanyan, why should he squat alone here digging in the soil and treat him as a fool?
Young people should not act in such a biased and unethical way, and even appear to be immoral!
Of course, Cheng Mo Dao directly and selectively forgot that he was the young man who initiated this incident in the first place. Is it amazing to have Mo Dao? Well, having Mo Dao is so amazing! You can have double standards, hehe hehe...
Cheng Muyan's side had an idyllic scenery, ah, it should have been a leisurely and leisurely one, working happily. The three of them just saw Cheng Mo Dao, who was rushing over here with a Mo Dao in his hand and a fierce look on his face.
As if it won't stop until there is blood, even the ink knife is "buzzing" and vibrating to cheer up the master.
Cheng Muyan looked at Cheng Mo Dao with a blank expression, and handed the half-eaten fruit in his hand to Cheng Mo Dao, "Are you here to get some snacks? Do you want to eat some fruit first?"
Originally it was just a polite greeting, but Cheng Muyan saw a dark shadow in front of him flash, and when he came back to his senses, he saw Cheng Mo Dao chewing the fruit with his cheeks puffed out, and the half fruit in her hand
, has mysteriously disappeared.
Cheng Muyan drowsily spread it on his palms, looking at the juice on his palms. He suddenly remembered that there seemed to be another plate on the table behind him. Oh no, there was half a plate left. He took the plate and handed it to Cheng Mo Dao.
In front of me: "There are still a lot of them here. If you want to eat, keep eating."
Then, he looked at Cheng Mo Dao with earnest eyes, his encouragement was beyond words, "You're welcome, take it quickly, take it so I can take it."
Cheng Mo Dao, whose breath seemed to be stuck in his throat: "..."
Qing Huan watched from beginning to end: "..."
Looking at Cheng Mo Dao's completely stunned expression with a half-smile, Qing Huan stuffed the remaining half of the fruit into her mouth, her cheeks bulging, and just looking at that look, there was a bit of provocation in it.