I love him to death

Paraquat was stunned.

Paraquat: Mingran...so gentle, sure enough...Mingran is Qimu.

Because Mingran left the car downstairs in the apartment, the two walked for a long time before returning home.

Mingran, who always stays at home on weekdays, feels that he has finished the journey of this life, and then thinks that he has not painted anything today, and instantly feels depressed, but still patiently, he plunges into the studio.

Paraquat looked at the closed door and wanted to open it, but then remembered what Mingran said, don't disturb him.

As a result, a wonderful adventure tour of this small villa began, like a kitten, looking here, touching there, and finally entered Mingran's bedroom cautiously, looking at the big soft bed, paraquat I couldn't help but rushed forward, hugging the quilt and rubbing against it.

Paraquat: It's so good... It all smells like Mingran, but after Mingran came back, he didn't seem very happy... Is there anything that can make Mingran happy?

For the next 24 hours, Mingran never left the studio. Paraquat was like a puppy neglected by its owner, wandering outside the studio every day, or rolling on the bed and sofa.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! It feels like I haven't seen Mingran for a long time. There is a strange feeling here, so uncomfortable!"

Paraquat bit the quilt, and rolled around on the bed like a slapstick, clutching his chest, as if he felt something was blocking him, making him unable to breathe freely.

"Could it be..."

Paraquat seemed to have thought of something, and quickly turned over and got out of bed. When he ran to the door of the studio in a panic, Ming Ran suddenly opened the door and walked out.

Mingran looked at the flustered paraquat in front of him, and before he could react, paraquat pounced on him and hugged him.

"Great, I thought you were dead again!"

Mingran's eyebrows twitched uncontrollably, and after pulling the paraquat off her body, she roared.

"Have you absorbed too much carbon dioxide? I told you I was working! Don't curse me early in the morning!"

Paraquat tugged at the hem of his clothes, and suddenly muttered in a low voice.

"now it is night."

"Not even at night!!!"

Mingran: Ah... really... exhausted...

Mingran angrily went to the sofa and sat down, then her whole body withered away.

The living room became quiet all of a sudden, and now Paraquat was looking at him in place, as if as long as he could see this person, as long as he could stare at him, that would be enough.

Suddenly, Mingran's cell phone rang, making Paraquat tremble with fright.

Mingran answered the phone, then went out for a while, and when she came in again, she was holding a big yellow paper bag in her hand.

"You haven't eaten yet, have you? I ordered takeaway, come over and eat together!"

Paraquat responded and sat down in front of the sofa, Mingran put a box of fried noodles in front of him, and then went to the refrigerator to get two bottles of happy water that comes standard in the fat house.

"I usually don't care much about eating, so you can eat as much as you want!"

Mingran put one of the two bottles in front of Paraquat, then sat down and ate it from Gu Zi.

"Actually, I don't feel hungry very much. Before I am an adult, I can drink water and bask in the sun."

"No matter how you look, you still look 20 years old, don't you?"

Mingran buried his head in eating the noodles with fried sauce, and talked casually, but what Paraquat said next, choked him half to death.

"I'm only 1299 years old now, and I won't be an adult until 1300 years old!"

"Cough! Cough cough..."

Mingran picked up the Coke on the table and took a few sips, then frowned at the paraquat.

Mingran: I almost forgot that this guy is a grass, but he has lived for more than 1000 years. Why do you feel that there is still something wrong with me?Or go see a doctor!

Seeing Mingran staring at him seriously, Paraquat felt a little uncomfortable.

"What's wrong?"

"Oh it's all right."

Mingran came back to his senses and finished eating the remaining noodles in the bowl. Paraquat held the chopsticks with difficulty, imitating Mingran's movements, picked up a noodle, and put it into his mouth.

"……good to eat!"

Paraquat marveled at the deliciousness of human food, but turned her head to find that Mingran had fallen asleep on the sofa.

Seeing Mingran's sleeping face and his gentle breathing, Paraquat couldn't help but put down the chopsticks in his hand and slowly approached him.

Paraquat: Mingran is so gentle when she is asleep...but why is she so fierce when she is awake?