Don't pick up snake eggs in the wild

When they reached the door of the house, the two saw Mama Zhang holding a bowl of custard on the doorstep.

"Mother Zhang, what are you doing?" Jimo curiously walked up to her and looked at the bowl of tender egg custard, his mouth drooling rapidly.

Zhang Ma rubbed her hands and looked at the two embarrassedly: "This—Young Master once raised a little snake, but it got lost. It was the day you came, Master Jimo. I thought that the snake was very greedy, and I didn't know where it was outside. Could it be that he can’t find food, so he just wants to put some food for him at the door every day.” Speaking of Zhang Zhang, the mother sighed, “Every time I look at it, there are traces of things being moved, but one time I saw A few night cats are scrambling to eat - that's good, it's a good fortune for that snake."

Hearing this, Jimo felt as if his throat was blocked by something.

"How many days have you been posing?"

"You will put it on the day you come." The person behind held his hand and pulled him into the house.

Back in the room, Jimo stared blankly at Lin Xing who was using the computer next to him, and couldn't help but ask, "Why didn't you tell me?"

He couldn't help but feel uncomfortable when he thought of Zhang Ma, who was always jealous of him, putting food at the door every day.

"What's the use of telling you?" Lin Xing looked indifferently at Jimo, who had been in a low mood today, and asked him rationally, "Tell her to hang mahogany swords all over her house?"

That's right - he can't go to Zhang Ma and say that he is the bell - but not everyone can be so calm like Lin Xing.I still remember that once he asked Mama Zhang what she thought of monsters, Mama Zhang only said to herself, 'It's best not to have that kind of evil thing ever appear', if she knew that she sat with monsters every day, she would definitely catch her and burn her dead.

Seeing him like this, Lin Xing continued to work on his own business. After all, he really didn't know how to comfort him in such a matter.

When Lin Xing next to him fell asleep at night, Jimo opened his eyes, so clear and bright, how could he look like he had slept?He slowly transformed into his own pocket-sized green snake, slid down from the window on the second floor and stopped in front of the egg custard that was so cold that night.The egg custard was exactly as Zhang Ma said, it seemed to have been eaten by something.

Bi Snake slowly approached the egg custard, raised its head and lowered its head to lick the egg custard. The soft and glutinous food had a slight salty taste. Bi Snake ate it one bite at a time, and slowly crawled back to Lin Xing's bedroom on the second floor , lying beside the man and fell into a deep sleep.

Lin Xing patted the tender white shoulder of the girl next to him, and Jimo patted his hand away impatiently.

Looking at the back of his hands with faint red marks, Lin Xing raised his eyebrows.

"Did you go out for supper last night?"

Jimo irritatedly covered his head with the quilt: "No. I'm so sleepy, don't bother me."

Lin Xing tore off Jimo's quilt covering his face, and then helped him cover Jimo who was sure he would not be cold enough to sleep, stepped forward to touch Jimo's face, and was sniffed by his nose—the smell of chicken egg custard.

"Breakfast is egg custard." Her thin lips lifted, and her cold voice carried a smile.

The boy replied casually before he woke up: "Don't let Mama Zhang make egg custard, it's too salty - I want to eat steak, less salt!" Jimo immediately opened his eyes and jumped up, "You bombed me!"

"Huh?" Lin Xing picked up Jimo's clothes that were under his body, and carefully helped him put them on. When it was time to put on his pants, Jimo blushed and stood still, waiting to be served. Unexpectedly, Lin Xing put the warm pants on In his hand went into the bathroom to brush his teeth.

"Steak for lunch."

Jimo swallowed his fast-flowing saliva, put on his clothes as if resigned to his fate, and scrambled into the bathroom door which still had a little gap.

Every night since then, Jimo has 'perfectly' gone downstairs to eat his second supper while avoiding Lin Xing's sight, and Lin Xing also sees a body wrap every morning.Thanks to Jimo, he no longer feels anything when he sees nude portraits.

With all the noise and noise, Lin Xing spent his last year of study.

If there is anything that makes him uncomfortable, it is that Ma Xiangyang has made several harassing phone calls, and the snake that is tired of him every day.Lin Xing already understood in a late-night conversation between the two that his pet was not a newborn milk snake at all—although he already understood this when he saw her transform.

"Go back and sit properly." Lin Xing lifted the little snake that was gliding around on his body, and accurately threw it on the sofa next to him.People have thick skin and are resistant to losing.

On the sofa appeared a delicate boy with half human body and half snake tail.

Jimo flicked his long snake tail boredly, holding a pillow in his arms, looking pitifully at Lin Xing who was still looking at pictures on the computer.

"People are so boring!"

"The kid next door is waiting for you." Lin Xing didn't raise his head.

Speaking of the kid next door, he is definitely the bully of this villa area - the king of kids.He does all kinds of evil all day long-kicking down the windows of this house one day, smashing the grass of another house tomorrow.But that child has a tender face. According to the most popular saying on the Internet, it must be a boy if he is so cute!Just because he was so cute (stupid), there are really no adults to hold him accountable.As for the way Jimo hooked up with him, it was all because of his family's pug—yes, it was Jimo who used to tease him whenever he was bored—the dog next door!

Jimo stretched his neck to look at a person and a dog on the lawn next door outside the window, and immediately dressed up like a snake, and ran down!By the way, I passed by the kitchen and took the afternoon tea snacks prepared by Zhang Ma...

Kicked the pug basking in the sun on the lawn and sat down next to the gloomy child.

"Grass root, what are you doing?"

"My name is Cao Geng! I'm not grassroots!"

I know your name is Cao Geng—no wonder my owner always likes to call me Bell.It feels so good to deliberately call the wrong person by the wrong name—what the hell is this kind of meme that touches Lin Xing's inner activities inexplicably! !

One big and one small looked at each other in silence.

Cao Geng turned his head awkwardly, using the back of his head to despise a certain ink, hum!

Jimo pulled the light blue book in his hand——

"Lovely deskmate, I see you next to me every day..."

The child snatched back the envelope angrily, glared at Jimo who was in a petrified state, his face flushed red, and his plump little hands quickly put the paper to death!

"This—" Looking at the light blue confetti flying in the sky, "Is your deskmate a man?"

Still glaring!

"Actually... don't be too sad, at least someone likes you..."

"Man!" The boy lowered his head in frustration, "It's still my first love letter."

"Uh... well... Maybe you are the one above!"

"Ah? What do you mean?" Cao Geng looked at the person next to him suspiciously, "Did the superior beat him?"

"That's... that's... when the two of you gave birth to a baby together, you were on top!"

"I was on top! And I like girls!" Cao Geng couldn't help crying when he thought of the dream princess in his class who was often praised by the teacher.

The pug squatted beside Cao Geng and barked at Jimo - don't bully my little master!

"Don't cry..." Jimo took out the tissue from his pocket just while stealing a snack, and handed it to the boy.

Wiping away tears with a paper towel, Cao Geng looked carefully at the yellow dots on the paper towel—crumbs of pastry.He asked Jimo in disgust.

"What is this thing?" How could it be on paper!

Rolling his eyes, Jimo took the paper towel and crumpled it up, throwing it aside: "Would you like some snacks? I'll be in a good mood if you eat some sweets—"

Looking at the light yellow sweet-scented osmanthus cake in his hand, Cao Geng silently stared at Jimo.

"That...that..." Brother Jimo patted the boy on the shoulder, "You have to believe that love is by your side!"

"..."

"Hehe...how about we talk about something?" Jimo gnawed on his snack in embarrassment.

"With your IQ, you will never be able to beat Uncle Lin."

"What!" Jimo was so surprised that he forgot to swallow the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, "How do you know?"

"Then he—" Snake mechanically turned his head to look at the window of his study on the second floor, just in time to see Lin Xing standing there staring at the two of them.Still a faint look.

"pig."

The child patted the grass on his butt, it is better to mourn his lost first love at home, it is too dangerous outside.

The author has something to say: Many people say that if you raise a cat, you must buy more toys for it so that it will not be lonely

But it didn't work out!Cats played with my hair all afternoon

It refused when I pulled it back!As a result, Master Meow's claws won out, and my hands are full of scratches.

——On how the hard-fated shit-shoveling officer is made