Azu, please stop

Chapter 32 Waste
Zhou Su's arm swept the dumpling bowl hard, and it fell heavily to the ground.

With a bang, the porcelain bowl shattered, and two bowls of crystal pink dumplings fell all over the floor.

"Ah! What a good dumpling! What a pity to waste it, oops!"

Aunt Mei, who had just introduced the stuffing of dumplings with a calm face, was not calm now, expressions of waste, regret, and even distress were all over her face.

It's like Wuguan Village on the Westward Journey Road, Zhen Yuanzi's life fruit tree was uprooted by that monkey.

It's like a peerless treasure being destroyed cruelly and mercilessly.

She didn't care what Azu and Azu thought, she squatted on the ground and picked it up, gently stroked the crystal clear skin with her hand, carefully held the pink dumpling in her palm, wiped the dust on it casually Send it to your mouth.

clean?health?
It doesn't matter.

It doesn't even exist.

Such "good things" are just wasted and thrown into the trash can or buried in flower pots to make flower fertilizers, which is simply violent.

Looking at this perverted "old hag" squatting on the ground, think about how he kindly called her Aunt Mei just now, and think about the unclean food he ate just now.

There was already a pain in Zhou Su's stomach, and she couldn't hold it back anymore.

'vomit!

"Ugh!"

Regardless of his image and hygiene, Zhou Su squatted on the ground and clasped his throat with his hand, and began to retch.

But nothing came out.

Because, thinking that I came to eat "beauty dumplings" today, Zhou Su stopped eating on an empty stomach last night, and wanted to eat more today.

Want to vomit, can't vomit.

Want to vomit, nothing to vomit.

Sweat gradually appeared on Zhou Su's pale face, and tears came and went from the corners of his eyes.

Her expression also became more and more fierce, and the force of her fingers clasping her throat became stronger and stronger.

"Wow, wow!"

Under the action of external force, Zhou Su's stomach finally had a reaction, and the little dumpling that he ate just now was mixed with thick stomach acid, gushing out all at once.

Azu on the side also stood up, and gently patted Zhou Su's back with his hand.

Until Zhou Su's throat felt hot and raw.

Until Zhou Su's whole body was drenched with sweat, as if he had just finished a sauna.

Until there was nothing left in Zhou Su's stomach.

She finally felt a little comfortable and picked up "Half-Life".

Azu gently helped Zhou Su wipe the residue on the edge of his mouth with a paper towel, looking at Zhou Su who was gasping for breath, his eyes showed a little distress.

Aunt Mei didn't care, Zhou Su vomited aside, not to mention the love that the young couple showed in front of her.

She only had those crystal clear dumplings in her eyes.

She couldn't bear to let these dumplings go to waste, and she spent a lot of "thought" to get the stuffing for the dumplings.

At first, she was just an ordinary unlicensed black doctor in the walled city, specializing in accidental surgeries.

What I got was still some low-grade goods.

She enjoyed these dumplings mostly by herself. It wasn't until Ai Qingqing, Mrs. Li, found her that her business became bigger and stronger, and the quality of the dumplings she got became more and more high-quality.

And these are all made
……

Dumplings.

At first she wiped the dust off the dumplings, stuffed them into her mouth with a look of enjoyment, and gradually grabbed a paw and sent it to her mouth.

Even if the dumplings are covered with dust!
Even if the dumplings were splashed with sticky objects spit out from Zhou Su's stomach!
None of this affected her enjoying the pink and translucent dumplings.

One bite after another!
Before swallowing, I stuffed another mouthful into my mouth.

His face is full of enjoyment, full of intoxication, and his expression and behavior are full of madness.

Azu stood there with a cold face, without saying a word, he neither cared about Zhou Su's feeling to make her feel better after vomiting, nor did he stop Aunt Mei from going mad as a "dead person" at the end.

Wandering around the ghost gate, Zhou Su, who breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Aunt Mei who was still squatting on the ground indulging in "food". Without a word, he took out a pistol from his pocket and pressed it against Aunt Mei's head.

"Is it tasty?"

"It's delicious...it's not delicious...it's not delicious at all"

Aunt Mei, who had been driven into madness by being pressed against her forehead by the ice cold, finally regained her sanity, and the Zhenxiang that came out of her mouth quickly became unpalatable at all.

After all, the dumplings can be eaten after the little aunt is gone. If she dies, she will never have the chance to enjoy these dumplings again.

Of course, she was still chewing in her mouth, and the movement of swallowing in her throat directly betrayed her.

Zhou Su subconsciously wanted to shoot and kill the old hag in front of him.

Just when he vomited, Zhou Su seemed to have seen the pair of pink, tender and fleshy little hands, and heard the babbling, babbling, and hesitant sister.

She wants revenge.

A pair of powerful big hands grabbed her gun.

Needless to say, the owner of the two big hands is Azu.

Zhou Su also turned his head to look at Azu with a puzzled face and said, "Azu!"

Zhou Su didn't understand why Azu wanted to stop her from shooting the old witch in front of her.

this scourge,

Azu didn't answer Zhou Su's question, but just shook his head lightly.

But Zhou Su, who was familiar with Azu, knew that the man he loved was indeed angry.

Is it for those BBs?

Maybe it's for yourself?

Well, Azu is for himself, thinking that this week Su put down the gun very cooperatively.

Seeing that Zhou Su was so obedient, Azu hugged Zhou Su into his arms, and gently comforted her back with his hands, hoping to calm Zhou Su's mood in this way.

In fact, this method is very effective, because Zhou Su, who is nestled in Azu's arms, smells the familiar smell of Azu and enjoys Azu's warm embrace. Girls are still boys.

After a while, when Zhou Su's face turned from pale to flushed, and when Zhou Su's hands became a little dishonest again, Azu slowly let go of his embrace.

As for Aunt Mei, his grandfather who was kneeling on the ground didn't even look at it, just took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket and scattered them on the ground, and then pulled Zhou Su out.

Aunt Mei, who survived the catastrophe, looked at the banknotes all over the floor, feeling like she was alive after a catastrophe, and kowtowed to Azu's back non-stop.

(End of this chapter)