Improper!

Wen Sheng was angry, but looked down at the face in his hand and fell into deep thought.

Black.

The pot seemed to be muddy, and the noodles were sacrificed heroically, leaving no complete body behind.

"Uh..." Wen Sheng glanced at Pei Yan a little awkwardly.

"It should...it's quite delicious..." Wen Sheng stared at Pei Yan's eyes and hesitated for a moment.

Pei Yanyi remained motionless.

Wen Sheng compromised: "Ahem, I'll eat the first bowl first."

Before the bowl was delivered to my mouth, a strange smell came to my face.

Take a bite.

Wen Sheng...

I just felt that the smell of the sky was soaking the spiritual cover that she wanted to ascend to the spot.

"Actually...it's quite delicious...dream!"

Wen Sheng ran out and vomited.

Pei Yan:???

Pei Yan frowned and couldn't understand it very much.

This little girl who guards him looks like she has a low cultivation level and her brain is not very good.

Poisoning, poisoning yourself?

So stupid.

Thinking of this, Pei Yan frowned even deeper.

When the girl returned, she held a pile of apples in her arms and placed them on the table beside the bed without saying a word.

Leave again.

Pei Yan looked at the apples and the bowl of rice on the table, and finally picked up the bowl of rice.

At least it's OK to be poisonous.

It's really not delicious.

But for people like him who are wandering outside and hiding...

A hot rice is rare.

Wen Sheng sat on a stool in the corridor, gnawing on the apple, showing a sad look on his face.

She really couldn't praise the food she cooked.

A lying child’s nose will grow longer!

Have she, a left-behind child, had to live by eating apples these days?

"I don't want to lose weight, really."

[Hmm, yes] The system is perfunctory.

Wen Sheng lay on the stone table to learn the fire control technique, and soon fell asleep.

This time Gu Qing was not in the dream.

There are only tall buildings, dark clouds, and rain.

The car drove into the villa halfway up the mountain, and Wen Sheng saw himself in his dream.

The eight or nine-year-old girl went home with a certificate.

The huge villa is empty.

Extreme joy seems to have nowhere to vent.

"Little Miss?" The servant who was cleaning the house called.

The little girl was stunned and turned her head to look.

"The eldest lady entered school today, and the boss and his wife took the eldest lady to celebrate."

"Boom!"

The thunder illuminated the girl's face and the heavy rain fell.

The world gradually distorted and deformed in the rain.

Gloomy, depressing.

Wen Sheng almost woke up.

Looking at the garden with green flowers and green willows, Wen Sheng patted his chest, and his heart felt as if he was clenched.

When my fingers brushed my eyes, it was a little wet.

Crying...did you cry?

Wen Sheng was a little stunned.

I have never had such a dream again for many years.

There is no longer such a distant luxury.

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Chapter completed!