Quickly wear the male god is super cute

Chapter 13
"what happened?"

Buzheng wanted to pull the person out of his arms, but failed twice in a row.

"Wangcai, have you seen it? This is the true face of the 'heirloom'!"

Lianjiazi is Lianjiazi!
【Sister Immortal, did he do anything to you? 】All the kisses are given up, what's wrong with hugging?
Buzheng looked down at the little hands grabbing his clothes, and sighed.

Whoever lets himself have a purpose, bear it, bear it.

"What happened?" she asked nicely.

"Sister Zhengzheng, he bullied me!" The young man said aggrievedly, looking at Buzheng with a pitiful expression.

Yang Hao: "!"

Miss, I don't!

Buzheng glanced at Yang Hao, his eyes undoubtedly fell on the dining table and coffee table, his pupils widened slightly.

The young man followed her gaze, and his mouth gagged even more.

"Sister Zhengzheng, he always cooks things that I don't like to eat."

"I've said it all, you can't eat mangoes, I will be allergic to mangoes! But look, look at what he made!"

There were three dishes in total on the table.

There are also three fruit platters on the coffee table.

Let's not talk about the dishes for now, because they are all her favorites, so I won't comment.

Can't we eat such delicious dishes in the future?
Buzheng felt lost.

As for the fruit platter, two of them had mangoes in them.

"Yang Hao, don't buy mangoes at home from now on."

So you won't be allergic, right?
Buzheng looked at the boy in his arms, signaling that he can let go, the matter has been resolved.

As for now, she's a little hungry.

When he was about to wash his hands, he just ate the vegetables, with a anxious expression on his face.

"!" The young man looked at Buzheng with a confused expression.

"Sister Zhengzheng, is that... that's it?" Don't you reprimand him?

"if not?"

You didn't eat the fruit platter.

I don’t like the food either, it’s okay, I’ll eat it.

Just hungry.

"!" The young man bit his lip, unwilling.

In her heart, he is not as important as Yang Hao!

……

It feels good to eat and drink enough, steal a moment of silence, and have no tasks.

【Ding--】

When Buzheng heard this voice, his heart trembled a little.

【warn!warn!The villain is online, the host please pay attention to personal safety! 】

Indisputable: What the hell?
[Sister Immortal, don't worry, the villain boss is the deadly enemy of the hero.As long as we don't take the initiative to provoke him, nothing will happen. 】

Indisputable: Oh.

Continue to spread out on the sofa, and take care of the fruit platter on the coffee table by the way.

"Yang Hao, do you have any mangoes at home?"

"Miss, there are two more."

"Then cut it all for me."

There is a full plate of mango platter, and the eyes are brightened.

"Sister Zhengzheng!" The young man showed dissatisfaction.

Buzheng looked serious: "I will eat them all."

The boy stared!
The Wangcai account was silent, and couldn't help but say: [Sister Immortal, do you have any grudges with the 'Heirloom'? 】

Indisputable innocent face: "What's wrong with me?"

Just eat a mango.

[Sister Immortal, you know that the 'Heirloom' is allergic to mangoes, yet you eat it so happily in front of him, and you still say you didn't bring any hatred? 】

"I like to eat."

Buzheng took a deep look at Wangcai, and his serious expression made him shut up successfully.

Hey, my fairy sister threatened me with her eyes again.

【Ding--】

【warn!warn!The villain's blackening value: 50, the host please pay attention to personal safety! 】

"Wangcai, what will happen if the blackening value reaches [-]?"

[The blackening value of the villain boss reaches [-], he will destroy the world. 】

"Is the world collapsing?"

[It will not collapse, this world will still exist, but it will be turned into ruins. 】

【That's why Sister Immortal has to get the 'Heirloom' and leave this world before the villain boss's blackening value reaches [-]. 】

……

Seven days passed in a flash, and Buzheng went out to do good deeds every day as usual, and then went home to have a hearty meal.

"Sister Zhengzheng, today...here, can we eat at home?" Jun Mo, dressed in home clothes and an apron, looked at her expectantly.

Because the room is not enough, Yang Hao and Ah Da have moved from here to the next door.

Buzheng was going to eat next door right now.

"Don't I eat at home every day?"

The food outside is not as clean as at home, I know!

"No."

"I, I cooked." The expression on the boy's face was a little twisted.

Buzheng's expression suddenly became serious.

Bad memories came to mind.

She didn't forget that it was the first time she ate a meal cooked by Ah Da!
hard to swallow!

"I'm still going..."

【Sister Immortal, do you still want a 'family heirloom'?Eating this meal is a good opportunity for you to speak! 】

Indisputable:!
"Wangcai, are you asking me to sacrifice my stomach?"

[Sister Immortal, in order to obtain the 'Heirloom', necessary sacrifices are acceptable. 】

It can't be poison, so let's take it boldly, Sister Immortal!

"Struggle for sister."

Although Buzheng only spoke half a sentence, it was not difficult to hear the meaning that she wanted to go to the next door for dinner.

The boy's delicate face was full of grievances, and his little hands covered with band-aids were tightly packed behind his back.

Suddenly, Jun Mo felt that such a self was ridiculous.

He even had a smile on his face.

"Sister Zhengzheng, go to the next door for dinner."

Anyway, what he cooks won't taste good.

Buzheng took the young man's disappointed expression into his eyes, and watched Jun Mo walk away from him.

"!"

The expression on her face suddenly became serious, and she grabbed the boy's wrist.

With so much strength, Jun Mo had to turn around.

"What's going on?" Bu Zheng's tone was fierce.

The delicate and beautiful young man, looking at her with such an expression, made his already aggrieved face even more aggrieved.

Not to mention her eyes were red, her voice was soft and messy.

"When cutting vegetables, I cut them."

After hearing this, Bu Zheng picked up the boy in front of him and left without saying a word.

In the hospital next to the community, Buzheng looked at the doctor with a serious face, asking him to treat Jun Mo's wound properly.

Just looking at the expression on the girl's face, did the doctor think that the boy had suffered multiple injuries?

But when he saw the young man spread his hands and put seven or eight Band-Aids on them, the expression on his face cracked.

"This...isn't it all dealt with..." Okay?

The doctor really wanted to say that, but silently shut up under Buzheng's extremely terrified expression.

Whatever the patient's family asks, he can do as he pleases.

"hiss--"

When the doctor tore off the band-aid, the boy couldn't help but let out a soft cry.

Buzheng stared at the doctor, his cold gaze made the doctor's heart tremble.

Girls nowadays, can have fierce eyes?

The doctor's movements were very light, but the expression on Jun Mo's face was still not very good.

Buzheng felt sorry for the young man.

"Does it hurt?"

It hurts too much when I break my head.

You must be in pain too.

Buzheng is most afraid of pain, and even seeing Jun Mo injured and bleeding makes him feel very distressed.

Anyway, he is now the person he is covering.

(End of this chapter)