Married You On Condition

The baby looks at the pig doubtfully, obviously doubting the pig's words, but thinks that what the pig said seems to be quite right. Now it seems that it's really not time to get off work. Huahua is a civil servant. It's impossible to be at home without time, so he has to nod reluctantly.

Piggy handed a bottle of water and a piece of bread to Mo Shuo and said, "you can make do with it first, and then you can cook at home later." Of course, the premise of cooking is that the rice at home is not bad.

Piggy looks at the ticket in her hand and looks at the time above in dismay. She pulls her finger and calculates it. It's been a year since she came to ancient times. However, the time on the ticket is only three months before she came to ancient times. She feels so strange.

"Mo Shuo, how long have you known me?" Piggy asked Mo Shuo a word without a head.

Facing the bread and water, Mo Shuo said, "it's 11 days a month a year."

The little pig looked at Mo Shuo in amazement and didn't dare to set the channel: "do you even remember a few days?"

Mo Shuo nodded his head. He didn't mean to remember it. When he was in Anping's prison, when he thought about piglets every day, he would remember them from the first day he knew them, and then count them down day by day, which naturally impressed him.

"It's been more than a year. Isn't the date on it right?" Piggy puzzled the supermarket ticket to turn over, or even transferred to see, the date has not changed, can't help but ask the driver in the driver's seat: "master, is today June 7, 2009?"

Master Wen Yan said with a smile: "Miss, are you an ancient person? Don't you even remember the international time? "

"Filming. I forgot the time." Pig embarrassed way.

Brother Oh, no more words.

Since the driver said the time, it must not be wrong. Maybe it's the difference in time and space. Piggy thought so, and then he took a bottle of milk and bread to the baby.

Mo Shuo watched in amazement as the baby tore open the bread and sent it to his mouth piece by piece. Then he realized that the Yellow steamed bread in his hand was similar to the way of eating steamed bread. So he carefully tore off a small piece and sent it to his mouth

It tastes much better than steamed bread, but when Mo Shuo sees the driver sitting in front of him, Mo Shuo is embarrassed to ask. When he looked at the baby again, he looked up and drank the milk. Mo Shuo didn't see how the baby unscrewed the bottle cap. He just looked at the mineral water and didn't know how to drink it.