A hearty meal today.

One big pot of pot, two rice cookers, seven dishes.

There are similarities in the dishes, mainly because there are not many types of dishes that can be fried, and only the amount can be collected.

And this time more drinks and beer.

It's all just beer with very low concentration, as well as Cola Mirinda coconut milk and the like.

Almost all the big men were drinking beer and eating vegetables. After taking a sip of Coke, Lin Qing was a little satisfied, and the happiness of the fat house was happy.

The little cutie took a sip silently, probably choked with anger, her little nose wrinkled, and it took a long while to recover, and she was still a little confused.

Staring at the Coke in his hand for a while, he decisively stuffed it into Fu Chi.

Fu Chi, who was paying attention to her movements the whole time, laughed dumbly, just rubbed her little head lightly, took a sip of the Coke can she had been drinking, covered her shallow pale crimson lips, and took a slow sip.

After drinking, the corners of the lips showed a shallow arc, which was covered with a little moisture, which was a bit **** and sultry.

The little zombie tilted his head and stared at him for a long while, the idea of ​​eating in his mind for some reason.

Suddenly I wanted to take a bite.

There is some confusion in the clear eyes, biting is wrong.

Slowly suppressing the thoughts in his heart, the little zombie continued to eat in small bites, trying to control the little fangs that he wanted to show.

She didn't want to bite anyone else, she just wanted to bite him.

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Facts have proved that little zombies do not have the ability to turn people into zombies.

The little zombie was in the quilt, rolling over and over, looking at the bathroom in the room from time to time.

Every time she took a shower first, and he went.

I always feel uncomfortable and uncomfortable.

She rolled, and suddenly covered her mouth, her little teeth seemed to grow out of control.

As soon as Fu Chi came out, he found that the little guy couldn't get out of the quilt.

He was half-kneeling on the bed trying to lift the quilt, but found that he couldn't pull it, and the little guy was quite strong.

Fu Chi raised his eyebrows slightly and coaxed in a low voice, "What happened to the baby?"

In his heart, she was a baby, and she had to be well pampered and protected, and she had to be happy every day.

The little man who was in the quilt responded sullenly, as if a little aggrieved.

He hugged her across the quilt, "I'll be worried."

Fu Chi waited patiently until the little guy was finally willing to stick his head out, and he found that she was covering her mouth to prevent him from watching.

I couldn't help but feel a little funny in my heart, but I actually had some guesses, probably because I was afraid that I would see her little fangs.

He gently took her little hand and looked at her seriously, "Is the baby worried that I will see your little teeth? Let me touch it, have you grown up?"

The little zombie looked at him with wet eyes and shook his head firmly, "No."

Don't touch your teeth.

Fu Chi had a headache, so he could only coax in a low voice for a long time before the little guy agreed.

He touched her little teeth, um, they seemed to be a little sharper, but they didn't grow much.

The little zombie felt that his teeth were itchy and wanted to bite something, so he rubbed the pulp of his fingers without any force.

Fu Chi's eyes darkened, he just looked at her without saying a word.

Her pupils began to turn red again, and the small teeth gave a faint tingling pain to the pulp of her fingers.

Are you trying to bite?

Fu Chi slowly picked her up, let her sit on his waist and belly, don't turn his head to reveal his fair neck, and looked like he was picking her up. His voice was understated and doting, "Bite it."

The little zombie's eyes were blurred, and the red eyes flashed with excitement. Finally, he leaned over, lowered his head, and quickly bit his skin. At first, he was a little rushed, but for some reason he became slow to eat.