I can't get enough to feed you

"You...you just swallowed it like this?" Meng Xiaojiang took a breath, feeling a little scary.

Ji Xuanyuan smiled, and said slowly: "My stomach is a bottomless pit. Let alone a small biscuit, even if a big pig or a big sow comes, I can chew it without chewing it. It swallows."

Saying this, Ji Xuanyuan looked Meng Xiaojiang up and down with a pair of dark and round eyes.

He smiled shyly again, and said, "I don't think little friend is as heavy, strong, and big as a sow, right?"

Hearing these words, Meng Xiaojiang only felt that the meaning behind the words was very obvious, if Ji Xuanyuan wanted to eat him, would he be able to swallow him in one breath?Don't even need to chew?

Meng Xiaojiang believed this very much, she believed it very much, and quickly sat upright, holding the teacup in both hands, this time he smiled extraordinarily flatteringly: "Mr. Xuanyuan, I have never seen a person who is more outstanding than you! Knowing how to communicate with others is very understanding of human nature!"

Listening to Meng Xiaojiang's flattery, Xi Xuanyuan's whole body went up and down, and then his body became smooth for a moment.But just for a moment, he thought, praise him for his understanding of humanity, what is he doing for his understanding of humanity?He is not human!

In his view, all things in the world, people are just one of his food options.What's there to be happy about being praised for your food temperament?

Ji Xuanyuan kicked his eyes, waved his hands, sighed, and taught Meng Xiaojiang: "You, stop talking! Listen to you, why can't you speak human language!"

Meng Xiaojiang was taken aback by what Ji Xuanyuan said, but unexpectedly, after flattering Ji Xuanyuan, he was beaten up by him, saying that he couldn't speak human language.

He clearly looked at Ji Xuanyuan, and when he heard the smile on the flattering face just now, he couldn't stop.

He could only think that Mr. Ji Xuanyuan's heart seemed to be more feminine than that woman's.A woman's heart is like a needle in the sea, Ji Xuanyuan's heart is even smaller than a needle in the sea, his heart is smaller than the eye of a needle!

Meng Xiaojiang thought about Ji Xuanyuan like this in his heart, but because he still knew that he was no match for Ji Xuanyuan, and the seemingly indistinct fierce aura on Ji Xuanyuan's body reminded him all the time, so he still had some fear.

Although he was joking just now, but now that he has calmed down, Meng Xiaojiang dare not continue to make mistakes, and it is meaningless to argue with Mr. Xuanyuan.

So Meng Xiaojiang said to Ji Xuanyuan with a shy face and a smile: "Okay, I won't talk anymore, you can eat quickly! Do you think this tea is too cold? I'll change a cup for you and weigh the pot." How about hot water? Make you some hot tea."

When Ji Xuan heard Meng Xiaojiang say this, he tilted his head, put his hands on his cheeks, and the corners of his red lips curled up again, and his smile had a romantic and handsome air.

Looking at Ji Xuanyuan like this, Meng Xiaojiang thought to himself that this person has a good appearance, and wonders if all the monsters are so handsome in human form.

It's because Ji Xuanyuan's Taoism is exceptionally deep. I don't know how many hundred years or thousands of years he has cultivated to make himself so handsome.

Ji Xuanyuan waved his hand, and he said to Meng Xiaojiang: "No need, cold tea, cold water, drinking it can cleanse your heart and lungs. If you finish eating, go to sleep when you're sleepy, don't worry about me."

When Meng Xiaojiang heard what Ji Xuanyuan said, he thought he was chasing away guests.

He nodded in agreement, stood up, and stuffed two more biscuits into his mouth. He looked at the sofa, at the bedroom, and at Ji Xuanyuan.

Ji Xuanyuan crossed Erlang's legs: "Why don't you go to sleep? Still hungry?"

Meng Xiaojiang looked at Ji Xuanyuan: "Are you still sitting on the sofa?"

Ji Xuanyuan was also puzzled: "I can't sit still?"

Meng Xiaojiang shook her head: "No, of course you can sit. It's just that I've seen this small courtyard. There is no servant's room. I can only sleep on the sofa for the whole night after you finish eating and lie down on the bed. one time."

After hearing this, Ji Xuanyuan put his hands on his cheeks, still looking at people with his head tilted.

He said to Meng Xiaojiang: "Just sleep on the bed."

Meng Xiaojiang was startled: "After all, I am a servant of the Zhang family, how can I sleep on the master's bed?"

"Are you a servant of the Zhang family? Now, Commander Zhang has given you to me. I treat you as a friend. If I don't treat you as a servant, you can naturally sleep on the bed. Don't mind me being a servant or a guest." relationship, go, go to bed and sleep!"

Meng Xiaozhang felt that Ji Xuanyuan's words sounded like human words, and he felt very warm when he heard them. There was a different kind of warmth from the bottom of his heart to his limbs.

When he heard Ji Xuanyuan talking about friends, his heart was moved. Although Ji Xuanyuan said that he regarded him as a friend, I don’t know if he said it casually, but he was also very moved when he heard it. At least friends, it shows that the relationship between you two is equal .

Come to think of it, he used to have friends too.

It's just that it has been hundreds of thousands of years, and the former friends have all disappeared in this world one by one, reincarnated and reincarnated in unknown lifetimes.

What is the friend after reincarnation like, what kind of person, male or female, tall or short, handsome or ugly, have you passed him by, or talked to him again?

He doesn't know anymore, as a person, he dare not associate with people in the world, because there shouldn't be too deep a connection.Because he is not old or dead, his fate predestined him to be lonely all his life, and he should walk alone in the vast world with a single sound.

Tonight, I don’t know how many years later, Meng Xiaojiang heard someone say that he was his friend again, and he couldn’t help being moved, the warmth that surged from the bottom of his heart, this warmth went from the bottom of his heart to his limbs, and his whole body was full of warmth. Yangyang felt like jumping into a warm hot spring in the cold winter.

He thought, how many years have I not heard of this word, was it 100 years ago, 200 years ago or 300 years ago when this word was last mentioned?Or 1000 years ago?

Can not remember.

He has lived for thousands of years, so he should have friends, but his friends are all ordinary people in the world, they are mortals who are going to be born, grow old, sick and die, and go through reincarnation.

But he is different, he has jumped out of the six realms of reincarnation, he has lived for so many years, he has not been born, aged, sick and died, but his friends may only live for five or sixty years, and they may only date for a few years before entering reincarnation.

Ordinary people's lives are fragile, not to mention their own short lifespan, and even a natural disaster, man-made disaster, or a serious illness before passing away.

Over the past thousands of years, he believed that he had made many friends, but he couldn't remember clearly.I can't remember the faces of those friends, the names of those friends, or the gender of those friends.

He has lived for so long, as long as some people leave, ten years, 20 years, 50 years, 100 years, maybe the first two years can be remembered, but if the past is too long, then he will never remember that he had this friend, he I have had this person by my side.

Meng Xiaojiang also shook his head to Ji Xuanyuan: "I'm sleeping on the sofa, Mr. Xuanyuan, where do you sleep then? Let me sleep on the sofa, you eat quickly, and give me the sofa when you're done eating, and let me sleep on the quilt in the cabinet." Take out a bed and cover it at night."