"Well...it's an apple. There's just one particularly beautiful one on the tree, and I picked it." Zhuo Ye rambled casually, and without waiting for Feng Qi to say anything else, he quickly asked, "Do you have a knife?"
Feng Qi thought Zhuo Ye was going to peel it, so she reached out and took out a dagger and handed it to her.
Zhuo Ye divided the snake fruit into three portions and said to Feng San and Feng Qi, "Try them both."
Now, Zhuo Ye was too embarrassed to eat alone. Besides, he had just eaten someone else's pastry, so it was considered a courtesy. As for the three of them sharing a snake fruit... This can't be blamed on her being stingy, because the nonsense she just said, the other in the bag
She couldn't take out a single snake fruit, and she was reluctant to part with it. She still wanted to enjoy the remaining snake fruit alone...
Feng Qi was stunned for a moment, then naturally took the piece of snake fruit from Zhuo Ye's hand, smiled at her and said, "Thank you."
But Feng Sanjie said two words coldly: "No need!"
Zhuo Ye had already thought that Feng San wouldn't eat it, so he was just giving him a symbolic concession. Seeing that he really refused, he hurriedly took back his hand and started to eat by himself, while secretly cursing in his heart: "Forget it if you don't eat it, it won't taste good."
Guy!"
Feng Qi took the snake fruit in front of her and looked at it carefully. She saw that the flesh exposed at the incision really looked like an apple. She opened her mouth and took a bite and tasted it carefully. The taste was also very similar to that of an apple, but it seemed to be sweeter...
"This fruit is very sweet..." Feng Qi praised with a smile.
Zhuo Ye gave him a faint smile.
After eating the snake fruit, Zhuo Ye began to lean in the car and close her eyes to fall asleep. Firstly, she felt a little tired from not having a rest last night. Secondly, she was afraid that Feng Qi would come to talk to her again. She knew that she would make mistakes if she talked too much.
"Oh oh oh oh... oh oh oh... oh oh oh..." A very rhythmic chicken crow suddenly sounded. Zhuo Ye was shocked and opened his eyes!
There was another "pop!" sound, as if something hit the chicken. The cock stopped crowing, and then a man said in a very strange tone: "Oh, you are M big! You are not finished yet! I have already said
It's too late, you still say 'oh, oh, oh...' and completely ignore whether others can tolerate you or not! If you say 'oh' again, I will stab you to death..."
Zhuo Ye grinned and looked at Feng San. Feng Qi's face was full of astonishment! Shocked! Unbelievable! It was so hard to hit the wall...
Before Zhuo Ye could react, the sound of "Oh oh oh..." sounded again.
"You...what...are you bringing with you?" Feng Qiyuan stared at her eyes and stuttered.
Feng San pursed her lips and stared at Zhuo Ye, one hand on the sword at her waist.
The carriage suddenly stopped, and the young man driving the carriage outside opened the door curtain, looked in with a frightened look, and asked in a trembling voice: "Master, Master, Third Master... what happened... happened?"
Zhuo Ye awkwardly took out his cell phone from his body and turned off the alarm. The sound of "Oh oh oh..." finally stopped...
"It's okay! Let's get on with it!" Feng San said coldly to the boy.
The boy shivered and lowered the curtain.
Zhuo Ye wanted to cry. Mo Jiaoyang chose this alarm clock for her because that girl crazily admired Stephen Chow! Usually her alarm clock is set at 6:30 in the morning at school, but during holidays it is changed to 8:30.