Doctor Who

Chapter 250 The Holy Beast Egg Shows Its Power 3
The watermelon is ripe, juicy and red in color.

Tang Luoling directly gave half of the little guy, "Taste the red flesh, it's very sweet."

"Is it really edible?"

The little guy asked back with a cute face.

"of course can!"

Tang Luoling walked aside, picked up a wooden spoon, scooped up a piece of watermelon, and put it in his mouth.I have to praise myself, the watermelons grown in the space are simply the best in the world.

She tasted it contentedly, and when the little guy at the side saw her eating it, it was naturally unceremonious and began to gnaw.

When I gnawed, I gnawed away all the meat on the outer skin.

Tang Luoling was dumbfounded when he saw the speed of gnawing!This little guy's appetite is astonishing. According to such a way of eating, even if she is Bai Fumei, it won't take long for her to be eaten like a poor peasant!
"It's delicious! I want more!"

The little guy's eyes have already fixed on the half of the watermelon in her hand.

Seeing it like this, can Tang Luoling not give it?It can only be handed over.

After just a few more breaths, half of the watermelon went into its stomach again.

Tang Luoling looked at it with horror, you know.The watermelon she picked weighed fifteen catties.Of course, this head is still the smallest one in the space, otherwise, she wouldn't have spent a long time in the space to find such a suitable one.

"Auntie! Thank you, I'm full!"

The little guy squinted his eyes and touched his belly comfortably, with a satisfied expression on his face.

Auntie?

your sister!
She was only 16 years old, and she actually let her be called an aunt!
Tang Luoling clenched his fists, "Since you're full, shouldn't we have a good talk?"

"Local tycoon!"

"Stop it! I'm not a rich man, so I can't make you a prodigal foodie!"

The little guy opened his eyes wide and said with an innocent face: "My name is a local tyrant, my father is a foodie, and my mother is a prodigal. How do you know the names of my father and my mother? Auntie, do you know my father and my mother?" ?"

puff!
Tang Luoling only felt a mouthful of reverse blood stuck in his throat, and he almost spit it out!
Where does she know what kind of foodie, what kind of prodigal?
And this little guy is too weird, his name is Tuhao!
cake seller!
Who is she in debt to? How did she meet such a little guy?

However, the combination of a foodie and a prodigal, what is it if it is not a local tyrant?
Tang Luoling twitched the corners of her mouth, and could only admit it, "Lord, I don't know your parents. It's just that I can't bear you calling me aunt just now. I allow you to call me elder sister. Don't open your mouth."

"Oh, aunt and sister!"

The little guy's make-up made Tang Luoling go crazy.

Facing this guy again, she definitely couldn't help but stepped forward to reward it with a hammer on the forehead a few times.

Taking a few deep breaths, "Okay, since you're full, then go to the side and rest first."

Thinking that all the dishes she worked so hard to cook were given to the local tyrants, and it took a long time to waste, but in the end she didn't even get a bite of the food.How can this not be depressed and crazy?

Ignoring the local tyrants, Tang Luoling went into the kitchen, made a dish of cold cucumber, and ate it, then went to the field to find white melons, gnawed on it, and it was considered a meal.

The local tyrant followed Tang Luoling, wandering around the space, and suddenly said, "Auntie, why does this space of yours give me a sense of familiarity? Let me think about it..."

(End of this chapter)