Traveling through the beast world

Chapter 81

Mo Ran had blue veins throbbing on his forehead, and Song Weiwei looked terrified, fearing that he would break out and tear him apart.

But he took the wooden bowl in Song Weiwei's hand, drank it all in one gulp, and then picked up the pot with one hand...

Song Weiwei's eyes were straightened, he actually drank the whole pot of millet porridge in one gulp, he was so fast that before Song Weiwei could see clearly, the pot bottomed out, and he just heard a pop, and he poured out the empty The pot was placed on the ground, placed heavily, with emotion.

Song Weiwei rolled her eyes.

Nima, knowing that you are injured and should not eat greasy food, I specially cooked light millet porridge for you. Knowing that you are hungry, I deliberately asked you to drink the whole pot of porridge. Why does it feel like you are bursting your chrysanthemums?It looked so painful.

Song Weiwei knew that the tiger had a big stomach, and this pot of millet porridge was just a tooth sacrifice for him, so she covered her nose again and yelled, "It still smells like wine, no, no, why don't you hurry up and eat something to get rid of the wine?" Suppress the smell, isn't there food in the white cloth bag, go and pick one to eat, hurry up, it will kill me!" As she said, Song Weiwei grabbed her neck with her hands, looking like she was about to die from poison.

Lan Lingche knew that she was obsessed with cleanliness and couldn't bear all kinds of smells. Although Mo Ran's wine smelled good, it was still a bit too strong. Presumably little Weiwei who was pregnant with a cub was more sensitive to smells.

Lan Lingche's eyes signaled Mo Ran to hurry up and eat food to get rid of the smell of alcohol.

Mo Ran's eyebrows were condensed into a straight line, and he looked a little confused.

Although he was very hungry, it was good that Xiao Weiwei proposed to let him eat food, but the reason... was obviously because he disliked the smell of alcohol on his body!

Mo Ran didn't speak, pulled out a zebra from the white cloth bag, walked aside, turned into a beast shape and began to eat.

Song Weiwei didn't dare to look directly at the bloody scene. Seeing that her goal had been achieved, she sat back in the grass nest contentedly, ready to sleep.

The full moon hangs high in the sky, dotted with stars, embellished with galaxies like broken silver, like ribbons, beautiful and mysterious.

Song Weiwei looked at the familiar sky and the bright full moon, feeling sad from her chest.

In her previous life, she had a miserable life. She didn't know who her parents were or what her surname was. She spent more than 20 years in the orphanage carelessly. Even when she died suddenly in a rented room, no one collected her body.

Presumably, her body should have been discovered by the landlord. That fat landlord, who came to collect the rent on time at the end of the month, must have vomited in shock when he saw her rotting body.

Presumably, she should be popular all over the country. The news headlines should be like this: Song Weiwei, a company clerk, died suddenly in a rented house on New Year's Day because of work. This kind of behavior of not cherishing life for work is worth pondering by the people of the whole country...

So her death is a good benefit for the office workers, and the company should stop oppressing the working people too much.

She died so great!
In fact, Song Weiwei's greatest wish was to know what her biological parents looked like. She just wanted to know how they were and how they were doing.

Although they abandoned her because of her illness, Song Weiwei also understood her parents' feelings at that time when she was an adult. No matter how rich or happy the family is, once someone in the family gets sick, it will be dragged down.

What's more, she was born with a disease, which can't be cured at all.

Song Weiwei was so absorbed in thinking, so sad that she couldn't help crying.

The beeping sounded pitiful.

(End of this chapter)