Chapter 3: Tracy, don't tease me

Let me sort out what happened before and calm down for a while.

I almost understood that everything that happened before was true, and I really met a mysterious organization - Box Lunch No. 1 canteen.

Don't think about whether there is boxed lunch No. 2 and No. 3, or whether there is steamed bun No. 1 or No. 1 or Shaomai No. In short, by chance, I signed a lifetime contract with the big fat boxed lunch to receive various heroes from the world of dota and LOL games. Then when I didn't get home, I had already Two beautiful girls got home before me...

This seems to be very dramatic and contrary to the laws of nature, but when I saw the big word "disassembly", I already believed it - the people in the box lunch No. 1 canteen should not be ordinary people, and I am already one of them!

Wait, wait!

Listening to the click of this cheerful little step, it should be the dark ranger Xiaohei with a bad figure but a fascinating face!

A shadow flashed in - it was really running fast - and Tracy, who was holding a bowl of porridge, suddenly ran in and sat down by my bed.

I'll go. Is she going to feed me?

Wow, single for 18 years, the best Lori served me with meals, and this treatment... My little brother immediately became energetic.

I leaned against the head of the bed and tried to half bow my body. At this time, if Trice in front of me found that my second brother, who was seriously injured, desperately wanted to pierce the quilt and breathe fresh air, I would have lost my reputation all afternoon.

"Bout your mouth, good boy!" Sitting next to me**, Tracy, the hero ice shooter Xiaohei in dota, held the enamel bowl I have used since I was a child until now. 1.5 yuan a poor red plastic spoon scooped up a small mouthful of porridge with the fragrance of sugar cane, her big eyes narrowed, and the cherry mouth blew gently.

I subconsciously opened my mouth, then thought of something, viciously nibbled at the handle of the little red plastic spoon, and then slowly licked the spoon gently with the tip of my tongue, and laughed twice.

It's ridiculous. Do you want to attack me with this sugar-coated shell and make me forget what you hurt me before? What a ridiculous!

" hiss~!"

"Uh~ah!"

When the tip of my tongue gently touched the spoon, my first feeling was that Ash cooked too much porridge and white sugar, and she was really a sugar-coated cannonball.

Maybe Trish was frightened by my sudden sneer. She let go of the spoon with her little hand, covered her chest and stood up and stepped back a few steps. That was not a lot of spoonfuls... Half a spoonful of hot sugar flowed into my throat along my delicate tongue.

I jumped up from leaning on ** - I never thought I could complete such a difficult action before - the dirty words have rushed to my throat along my abdominal cavity, and I have to vent myself, otherwise I will really die of aggrieved death.

"You, you, me~" My expression changed from anger to shame and anger, and the swear words in my mouth also swallowed abruptly.

"Gudu!"

Trihs, who only met, stared at my second brother curiously. Her two small hands were half hanging on both sides, and stretched out her index finger to make a gesture to my second brother, "Look, what is this?" God's big eyes seemed to be talking to me.

All the anger was suppressed in an instant, and I got into the quilt with a "swish", covered the baby, and spit out the spoon in my mouth to try to calm myself down.

"Just now.. Was that just now? Tris looked at me with a curious baby, blinking her big eyes, full of desire for knowledge, as if... didn't understand at all?

I was instantly excited and acted like an obscene uncle when facing a simple little Lori.

"This, Xiaohei" I was about to explain the most basic common sense to her, but she covered her mouth and laughed.

"This is not like Xiaohei! By the way, how do you know the name of my old puppy? Hey, let me tell you, when I fed you porridge just now, you behaved like my little black angry at first, which shocked me!"

If there is a mirror, I believe that there must be three black vertical lines on my face, and all the interest is blistered under Triss's words. She just smiled and fed herself, but just treated me as a dog!

Wait, it's off topic.

"Well, Trish, didn't anyone call you Xiaohei before?" I asked tentatively.

Dota and lol are two very popular games. As soon as they enter the Internet cafe, 80% of people are playing these two games, among which the two heroes, Little Black and Ice Archer, are the most well-known.

It's a pity that I haven't played any of these two games - I always thought that playing games was a loser's choice - I began to regret that if I had followed my little brothers to the Internet cafe, I wouldn't just make trouble, but sit down for two games, or make a tower, I would now I won't ask such an idiotic question.

"How can it be? I'm so white, how can I be called Xiaohei, hum!" As if he was a little angry, Tracy put my baby enamel bowl on my bedside table, "Eat it quickly, I haven't eaten yet!"

I nodded quickly, picked up my baby's rice bowl, and let the little Lori wait for me to eat after eating. How bad it is, isn't it? If I'm hungry, my development will be poor!

After such a period of cooling, the syrup in the bowl has basically cooled down. I chewed the bowl of porridge that was sweet to the bone and said with a creaking sound in my mouth, "It's delicious, so sweet!"

It should be that Trish nodded with satisfaction when she saw me eating the rice in the bowl obediently.

She sat by my bed again, and then stretched out her right hand and gently touched my head: "Good boy, eat well!"

It's true that the tiger doesn't take power. You treat me like a sick cat. I can't stand it!

I poured all the porridge left in the bowl into my mouth, blushed and took a deep breath with my nose.

yan fan is a unique skill, especially when swallowing porridge in an instant. If it is not prepared in advance, it is likely that rice grains or rice soup will enter the trachea because of inhaling.

Just as I took a deep breath and was about to swallow all the porridge, Tracy... She touched my nose with a cheap smile - grinning and her left hand and her chin with an exaggerated smile - the cute little nose twitched: "You bulged your mouth like when my little black and I were angry!"

I have swallowed more than half of the rice in my mouth. Suddenly, I saw her different expressions. I couldn't recover in one breath, and most of the rice soup poured down my trachea.

I lay at the head of the bed, coughing violently and almost spit out my lungs.

Under the violent cough, my tears couldn't stop flowing down. My mind was blank, and it seemed to be the end of the world: "Tex, don't tease me, can you just let me drink this bowl of sugar porridge quietly?"

"But you've finished drinking!" Cui Xisi bent down with a smile and picked up the enamel bowl that fell on the ground - a bowl symbolized the wisdom of the working people of the motherland - and fell to the ground with only a little enamel glaze.

"Pean, there are too few bowls in your house. There are only two. Sister Ash asked you to drink it first because you were pitiful, otherwise I wouldn't wait for you!" Tracy laughed like a silver bell and rushed out of my bedroom with a stunned expression.