Chapter 808 Human cubs are liquid kittens
Feng Ci suspected that he and Meiguo were incompatible. He touched the bump on the back of his head, looked at the messy toilet, and for the first time in his life, he looked at feudal superstition with faith.
Fortunately, there is a bathroom in the master bedroom where he lives, and the smart toilet in it is working properly.
After hanging up the phone with the after-sales staff, Feng Ci came out of the master bedroom bathroom after taking a shower, with a towel hanging on his head, wiping his hair half dry.
As soon as he opened the door, he heard a snoring sound like a train whistle. He leaned over to take a closer look and saw a small hill next to the sofa. Berry was lying face down on the cashmere carpet, snoring loudly.
Feng Ci approached, and the child's face at his feet was pressed into a meat patty, and shiny saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth onto the carpet, wetting it into a small dark mark.
"Hello."
Feng Ci gently pushed the berries with his toes.
Berry's little body squirmed twice, and the posture changed from pressing the left cheek to pressing the right cheek, and then there was no movement.
"Hey, kid." Feng Ci squatted down impatiently, pinched Meiguo's clean right cheek and shook it, "Get up and go back to sleep."
Children fall asleep quickly and urgently. Even though Berry is a little witch, she still cannot escape the physiological habits of human cubs. After confirming that there is no danger around, she naturally lets down all her defenses and vigilance and falls asleep unconscious.
Feng Ci flipped Berry over like a pancake and grabbed her shoulders with both hands to try to wake her up.
"Wake up and go back to your room to sleep."
Human cub turned into liquid kitten: zzz~
Feng Ci had no choice but to pick up the berries and tuck them under his arm and go into the guest room.
He threw the child onto the bed with not-so-gentle movements. The child, who was originally sleeping in a puddle, seemed to have activated some kind of automatic positioning system. He crawled into the quilt with incredible self-awareness and precision, wrapping himself up tightly, leaving only his messy head exposed.
Feng Ci stood there without moving, his eyebrows gradually furrowed. Who would sleep with a bag on their back? It would be so awkward.
After thinking it over again and again, he resisted the urge to lift the quilt and take down her small handbag. Out of sight, out of mind, Feng Ci turned around and walked away.
The next day, Feng Ci was awakened by a strange fragrance. He usually slept until noon, and even after waking up, he would stay in bed for a long time.
Feng Ci turned over in a daze and continued to sleep on the quilt, but the fragrance became stronger and stronger.
He struggled to pry open his eyelids, his eyes were empty, and his brain was slowly starting up.
At this moment, a large amount of light suddenly came into the dark bedroom, and a short guy stood by the door and greeted in a baby voice:
"Hello, Brother Feng."
"are you hungry?"
Feng Ci shuddered and hugged the quilt tightly, like a respectable man who had been offended. He said angrily, "Who asked you to come in? Get out."
Feng Ci usually has the habit of sleeping naked. Considering that there was one more person at home, he specially wore a pair of shorts last night just in case.
Unexpectedly, he really encountered that unexpected situation.
"No one asked me to come in. My legs came here on their own." Berry straightened her chest. "I heard you were hungry, so I came to pick you up."
"...I don't need you to pick me up. I can walk on my own." Feng Ci frowned and waved his hand like chasing a dog, "You go out first."
Berry didn't say much and turned around and ran away.
"Close the door!"
There was not a hair left at the door, so how could there be any human figure?
Feng Ci was so angry that he wanted to give Meiguo a complete childhood. He resigned himself to his fate and got up to close the door. His eyes met the half of a sneaky broom head that was lying on the edge of the door frame.
咻咻：oo
"What's wrong?" Feng Ci deliberately threatened it fiercely, "What are you looking at? Do you think you can see this? Go somewhere cool."
He walked away with a whooshing sound, shivering and whimpering.
Feng Ci dressed neatly and came out, following the strange fragrance into the kitchen.
——The scene before him stunned him.
A small stove was set up in the open space of the kitchen, and Berry, with his back to him, was busy, occasionally throwing something into the steaming pot.
I dare not open my eyes, hoping it is just my hallucination.jpg.
Feng Ci took a big step forward, his face turning green: "You're having a picnic in my kitchen?"
Meiguo turned around when she heard the voice and stood up with a dirty smile on her face: "Hello, Brother Feng."
"I'm not okay."
Forget about the pots and pans, but where would he get the wood for the fire? Feng Ci had a feeling that if he got up any later, his house would be burned down and he would die.
"What are you doing? Didn't I tell you that children shouldn't play with fire? And you're causing trouble again."
Berry hurriedly explained, "I'm not doing this. I'm making soup. Please watch."
She stood aside, revealing the entire pot. The rich green soup was bubbling in the broken clay pot, and the boiling mist floated towards the ceiling in waves.
Feng Ci quickly opened the window to ventilate the room: "Is this what you said yesterday, that you are a great cook?"
"Yes, yes, try to smell it carefully. Does it smell good?"
The cold wind that had been trapped for a long time rushed in, blowing the flames this way and that. Meiguo quickly turned around to block the wind: "Oh no, oh no, the fire is going out."
"It should be turned off, to avoid carbon monoxide poisoning without even trying hard to smell it."
The doors and windows of the house were closed and the heating was on. In such a closed environment, she dared to burn wood to cook. It was obvious that she didn't want him to live long enough and wanted to send him away.
"What kind of poison?" Meiguo paused to think and shook her head solemnly, "I don't have this kind of poison."
"? What else can you do?"
Feng Ci felt that Meiguo had to be educated. He looked tough and when he wasn't smiling, he was a ferocious demon in the eyes of human cubs.
He held his face in a stern tone and ordered in a deep voice, "Put out the fire."
"But...but it's not finished yet."
"I don't like repeating the same thing a second time."
As the pressure from the seal grew stronger, the child working on the real-time affairs moved away angrily: "Okay, okay."
Without the cover of berries, the fire weakened visibly, and was completely extinguished by a basin of cold water falling from the sky.
Feng Ci finally felt relieved now, but when his eyes moved to the pot of dark food, his brows were so tight that they could pinch a fly to death.
Unfortunately, Berry took advantage of his unpreparedness and made matters worse.
She actually threw a red Feifei fruit into the soup. Old swan, what kind person puts fruit in soup?!
Treating him like a Japanese is intolerable.
Feng Ci: "I want to watch you finish this pot of soup!"
Meiguo took out two bowls from her small bag and said proudly, "Don't worry, the kind little witch never eats alone."
She stirred the soup in the pot with a spoon: "The vine soup with the Feifei fruit is sweet. It will make you feel happy and blessed after drinking it."
Candies in the magical world are expensive, so if children want to eat candies, they can only pick some berries in the mountains, make jam at home and store them, and then eat them when they feel like it or spread them on bread.
The same goes for berries. When you feel craving for them, just pick some and eat them. A mouthful of sweet jam can solve 99% of your unhappiness.
Brother Feng always looks unhappy, it must be because he hasn't eaten candy for a long time.
He will be happy when he drinks the sweet ivy soup.
It's a pity that the child's true feelings were wasted. Feng Ci, who valued his life, dared not touch any product without any quality assurance. No matter how Meiguo praised it, he remained unmoved and was determined to join the party.
The little witch had no choice but to drink the whole pot of soup by herself, and finally leaned against the wall with her belly bulging, not moving.
Feng Ci was a little speechless. He had to make some dark dishes and poison himself to death.
"Berry, come here and clean up those pots and pans of yours. They're just sitting here waiting to get maggots."
The child's eyelashes trembled, and he lazily opened his small shoulder bag. He seemed to mutter a few words, and the next second, the pots and pans that were stationary suddenly took off and flew into the bag in an orderly manner.
Muggle boy's message: ...prosperity, democracy, civilization, harmony, freedom, equality and justice...
Having had some middle school dreams when he was a middle school student, Feng Ci considered himself more mature and stable than his peers, but after seeing such an awesome magic weapon, he couldn't help but ignite his middle school spirit.
"That's a Qiankun bag! Right?"
Sleepy Berry: "Hmm?"
"Qiankun bag, unlimited storage space!"
"It's not called a money bag. It's a small shoulder bag that grandma made for me using her cloak, so it's called a grandma bag."
"?"
Feng Ci's burning middle school soul cooled down.
Forget it, what's there to talk about with a three-year-old child?
"By the way, I forgot to ask, how did you get into my room?" His eyes were sharp.
He has the habit of locking the door every day, and he even made a special effort to confirm that it was locked before going to bed last night.
Berry shook his two paws into flower hands: "It's not me, it's not me, it's Xiu Xiu."
Well.
A stick?
Feng Ci's suspicious and disdainful look deeply hurt Xiu Xiu's wooden heart. What's wrong with a stick? A stick also has its rights!
Xiu Xiu, the little coward with a very bad temper, reconstructed the crime scene for Feng Ci on the spot.
I saw it holding its head high and jumping to the bedroom door. It slowly tilted its head, and its distinct broom handles easily got into the door lock. In less than a moment, the door creaked open.
Feng Ci tried hard to control the twitching muscles on his face.
It must be said that he actually saw the pride and joy of the canine family in a bare stick.
What on earth is it showing off for?
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