Mr. Stove King is new

Yang Chen quietly looked at Chu Qi for a while, seeing that Chu Qi felt a little guilty, so he took the bowl and drank it under Chu Qi's gaze.

In fact, he didn't know what the soup was for, and he didn't think about Mengpo soup. The reason why he drank it was because of Chu Qi's obsession with this soup.He didn't think that his Little Stove Prince would harm him, but he kept his mind on it, and after drinking only a third of it, he frowned and said, "It's so bad, it's kind of disgusting."

Although this Mengpo soup is not the original Mengpo soup, it is also composed of five flavors: sweet, bitter, pungent, sour, and salty. Imagine a bowl of soup with yellow lotus soaked in sugar, some chili, some vinegar, and finally salt. what taste.If it wasn't for forgetting that they had eaten this soup after drinking it, most people probably would never forget the super sour and refreshing feeling of drinking Mengpo soup for several lifetimes.When coaxing Grandma Yang to drink it, Grandma Yang probably didn't refuse out of politeness and drank it all up, but looking at Grandma Yang's expression, she knew that the soup tasted wonderful.

Although Chu Qi has never tasted this soup, but just smelling it is true... Cough, it's hard to describe, seeing Yang Chen's frowning expression, Chu Qi had the illusion that Yang Chen was wronged, shook his head, and ordered again Yang Chen drank it up, and then ran to the locker in the living room to get Yang Chen candy.

When Chu Qi returned to the bedroom, he saw an empty bowl on the bedside table, Yang Chen frowned and looked at him.Chu Qi stuffed the candy into Yang Chen's mouth, and asked in a low voice as if afraid of waking him up, "Are you sleepy?"

Yang Chen was actually not sleepy, but Chu Qi had said that, so he naturally had to cooperate, so his eyelids drooped slightly, and he said softly, "Well... a little bit." After speaking, he lay down on the bed and closed his eyes.At this moment, he heard Chu Qi whispering in his ear, "Forget Chuan's dream, how can I go back, forget Chu Qi, the dust will be clear."

Yang Chen was wondering what he was thinking, but suddenly his mind went blank, and a strong drowsiness hit him without warning. He fell asleep uncontrollably, vaguely listening to the constant whispers in his ears, from Chu Qi's pure youthful voice , Gradually turning into a long sad tune of an old woman.

"Forget Chuan Yi Meng, how can I go back, forget Chu Qi, the dust is clear..."

Yang Chen felt his face wet for a while, as if he was being licked by some small animal. When he opened his eyes, he saw a big furry head with a pair of small horns on his head, and red fluff all over his body.Yang Chen has never seen this kind of animal.Seeing that he had woken up, the strange little animal called twice happily, with a cheerful and innocent voice, and continued to lie down and lick him.

Yang Chen was so tickled by the lick, he stretched out his hand and gently pushed his head away, "Little guy, where am I?"

Surrounded by green trees and weeds, many birds are singing in the treetops, and monkeys are walking back and forth in the forest.The old big tree has lush branches and leaves, and the sunlight that slanted down from the gaps in the leaves sparsely fell on the small animals and Yang Chen, as if it had been a lifetime away.

Yang Chen suddenly forgot why he came here, his memory became blank, all his actions were instinctive, he named the little animal Qiqi, and lived in the mountains and forests like a savage ever since.Although Qiqi is small, she eats a lot, and she is very greedy. Yang Chen's cooking skills were not good at the beginning, but Qiqi has always been very supportive. Every time Yang Chen gets angry, Qiqi will tweet excitedly, surrounding Yang Chen Chen bounced around, desperately licking Yang Chen's face.

Yang Chen gave all the tenderness to Qiqi, they lived in the mountains day after day, year after year, even forgetting the passage of time.

However, one day, the ferocious beast transformed into form, and the heavens brought calamity. Qiqi, who had just learned how to transform, was chopped back to her original form, her fluff was scorched black, and bleeding wounds were jaggedly exposed.The long horn that I just showed off to Yang Chen yesterday is now broken, revealing the broken horn.

However, the law of heaven still does not allow it, the second thunder and the third thunder fell one by one, Yang Chen stood in front of the powerless little beast, his eyes were red, he was fighting against the sky, his life, and the heaven and the earth.

Yang Chen exhausted all his spells, exhausted all his life, and survived eight thunderstorms, and the last one fell. Yang Chen covered Qiqi with his whole body, with a cold smile on his lips.

God has no eyes, even if it is the gate of death, I will fight it!