I can't get enough to feed you

Meng Xiaojiang couldn't yell out, thought for a while, opened his mouth to call Xuanyuan, took a few deep breaths, and found that he was even more ashamed, twisted his body, curled his mouth and said in a low voice: "Let's call Mr. Xuanyuan, call others, I'm not used to it."

Ji Xuanyuan thought for a while, then he suddenly said: "Then you can call me brother, or you can call me Brother Xuan."

When Ji Xuanyuan mentioned this title, memories flooded him like a tide. Meng Xiaojiang never forgot all kinds of things in the illusion, but if he didn't mention it, he wouldn't think of it for no reason.

As soon as Ji Xuanyuan mentioned this matter, Meng Xiaojiang would think of that idiot Xuan in the fantasy world, and when he thought of that idiot Xuan, he would think of himself being taken advantage of by a idiot——thinking of this incident made him feel ashamed and indignant, on the one hand The shy person wanted to explode, on the one hand, he wanted to beat Ji Xuanyuan very much.

But when it comes to force, Meng Xiaojiang knows that even ten of them can't beat Ji Xuanyuan, so she can only try to get angry every time, and in the end she is so ashamed that she has to choose to forget.

Meng Xiaojiang turned her head: "I'm calling Mr. Xuanyuan, don't you hear the deep respect in my words, this is Mr."

Mr. Ji Xuanyuan didn't hear the word, only heard a very strong perfunctory, he shook his head: "I can't hear it, come on, baby, call me Brother Xuanyuan and listen."

I, Xuanyuan, are you grandpa.Holding the glass, Meng Xiaojiang drank the water in one gulp. He shook his head, shaking out the memory in the illusion, and opened his mouth, "Actually, there is something I should tell you this afternoon."

Ji Xuanyuan: "What's the matter?"

"I saw a lot of black gas." Meng Xiaojiang said, "I thought it was dust and car exhaust, but now I see more black gas outside the window. I don't think it's environmental pollution. I'm Didn't you see the hell?"

Ji Xuanyuan glanced out, in the dark night of Tianjin Wei, invisible black gas floated all over the city, Ji Xuanyuan blinked: "Today is more than yesterday, this is not a ghost, Xiao Jiang, this is resentment."

"Is this resentment?" Meng Xiaojiang suddenly realized, "It turns out that Daoist Ou didn't lie to me that I was ignorant. Niu Leishi can really see unclean things."

After finishing speaking, Meng Xiaojiang sieved his whole body from the soles of his feet. He plunged into Ji Xuanyuan's arms and shouted, "Mr. Xuanyuan! It's so scary!"

"You are so dull." Ji Xuanyuan twitched the corner of his mouth, reached out and took out the glass from Meng Xiaojiang's hand, leaned forward and put it on the table.

Meng Xiaojiang slipped into Ji Xuanyuan's arms, shivering, feeling that the black energy was no different from ghosts, although Ji Xuanyuan had taught him that there are no ghosts in the world, but he was really scared.

Ji Xuanyuan patted Meng Xiaojiang who was huddled into a ball in his arms, and comforted him: "I'll go and eat up these grievances, don't be afraid, with me here, what are you afraid of."

Meng Xiaojiang opened her mouth wide in Ji Xuanyuan's arms, wondering if she had heard wrongly, and repeated like a parrot: "Go and eat up these grievances?"

"Don't worry, it won't ruin your stomach." Ji Xuanyuan said with a smile, "I can eat anything."

Meng Xiaojiang got out of Ji Xuanyuan's arms, he didn't think it was scary anymore, what could be scarier than Ji Xuanyuan in front of him.

That night, after Ji Xuanyuan and Meng Xiaojiang fell asleep, the city of Tianjin was covered with dark clouds, and the resentment on the ground was as dark as the dark clouds. The sleeping mortals in Weizhong were full of misery in their dreams, the pain was so severe that everyone woke up in the morning full of resentment, combined with the rain that fell in the middle of the night, it made people feel particularly unhappy.

Ou Shanren had no dreams all night. He opened his eyes before the rain, covered his stomach and rolled over on the bed. The intestines in his belly seemed to have their own consciousness, and they were all twisted together, which only caused him extreme pain and pain. I have to cry for my father and mother.

Bringing the pain all the way down, Ou Shanren's large and small intestines twitched together, he didn't hesitate, a carp straightened up, jumped off the bed, there was no time to put on his shoes, and ran barefoot to the toilet quickly.

As soon as the trousers were taken off, Ou Daochang pushed his butt against the toilet, and it flew down three thousand feet. At the same time, a stench filled the whole bathroom. Unfortunately, he almost fainted from the smell of his own shit.

After the poop was over, Daoist Ou wiped his butt clean, pulled up his pants, and flushed the toilet, thinking very sadly that all the lunch had been pulled out, so it was no different from eating for free.

But compared to the pity of this shit, it is more important that the stomach is finally stable. Ou Shanren returned to his bed with three sighs and lay down to sleep. He heard the sound of rain outside the window. It was raining, and the raindrops hit the glass window the sound of.

"It's raining." Ou Shanren said to himself, "I don't know if it will stop tomorrow morning, and I still need an umbrella. Last time Xie Changqing borrowed my umbrella and I haven't returned it yet. I have to remember to ask him for it."

After Ou Daochang finished speaking, he closed his eyes and was about to fall asleep. Before the dreamland could reach the edge, there was another revolution in his belly. He opened his eyes, and the pain was so painful that he didn't feel sleepy at all. He opened his mouth and cursed, and jumped again. Get up and go straight to the toilet.

Daoist Ou repeated his stomachache—diarrhea—and went back to bed a dozen times that night. It was a cloudy and rainy day, and it was gray outside, and the rain was still falling. It became heavy rain during the day.

Ou Shanren was lying on the bed with an alarm clock beside his bed. He knew that he should go to work now, but he was exhausted. He thought that his current physical condition would make him faint halfway. Daoist Ou decided that he would not stay at home today. go to work!

Meng Xiaojiang woke up in the morning, her body was heavy, and she had an extra arm and leg, and the owner of the arm and leg was Ji Xuanyuan.

Ji Xuanyuan slept soundly, holding him in her arms, Meng Xiaojiang felt like she had become a pillow, and she didn't know how he could still sleep when Ji Xuanyuan hugged him like this, let alone sleep well before going to sleep. There was a clear distinction between the two, how did Ji Xuanyuan end up hugging him and sleeping like this halfway through.

There is a window opposite the head of the bed in the bedroom. The window is naturally closed tightly in winter. There is heating in the bedroom, so he is not afraid of the cold in winter. Meng Xiaojiang opened his eyes for a long time, listening to the sound of rain outside the window. It's this gray look, it's time for dawn.

Then I realized that today is a cloudy and rainy day, and I'm afraid it won't light up.

Meng Xiaojiang doesn't hate rainy days. He recalled that in his 1000 years of life, he had a rich life. In a rich life, he would sit by the window on a rainy day with his friends, a bowl of tea, a few plates of pastries, and memories The rainy day is not boring, it makes people feel peaceful, and the whole body and mind are quiet, because it can be taken for granted that it is rainy in the house.