Pixiu Restaurant, No Way Out

Today, Wu Zu felt that the macho man in his dream was a bit different. The ferocity he had nowhere to put in the past disappeared completely, and his whole person was calm and gentle, full of maternal nature. What I hold in my hand is not my Huanggang Math, but the Hallelujah Bible.

The student stared at the old monster for a while, and finally couldn't hold back and asked, Did I get a high percentage of correct questions today?

Pi Xiu's face turned pale, and he was brought back to the world by this sentence. He looked at Wu Zu and sneered: You are not good at doing problems, but you are the strongest when you are dreaming.

Seeing that he had returned to normal, Wu Zu said with confidence: Anyone who has a dream is amazing. What if I can do everything and be fooled is right?

Pi Xiu thought to himself that it would be better for Meng Yimeng Taotie to take the initiative to pay back the money. Compared with Taotie's conscience, the possibility of Wu Zumao's sudden enlightenment is pitifully small.

Then why are you so happy? Wu Zu recalled that today, there seemed to be nothing particularly happy. Although the food at night was delicious, but he didn't see Sister Suzhen.

On the first day my sister was not healthy, I was more than a little sad.

Pi Xiu's face was dark, and he shook the test paper in his hand: Don't worry about adults' affairs, children.

He was just reminiscing about the coolness during the day, especially when he thought of Wen Xi's coolness nestled in his arms, Pi Xiu hooked the corners of his mouth, not to mention that cats that shed hair are made of liquid, little things Much softer than liquid.

The little thing thought that he knew monsters very well after seeing some mortals, and secretly speculated that he was actually smarter than cats, but he was about the same courage.

There are so many ways to cross the yang qi, from sneezing to goblins fighting, there are all kinds of ways to gather the few wisdom of goblins.

The current Wenxi can't bear the most intense kind, just touching it won't work, if he really does something, he won't...

Thinking about it, Pi Xiu's expression froze, he glanced at the student next to him with a complex expression, frowned and asked, Why are you looking at me like that.

If you have time, I might as well write a few more questions. The entrance exam is about to begin. Our goal is to be number one. Do you understand?

Obviously I understand, but I think it's too mysterious. Wu Zu scratched his hair, feeling that the top of his head seemed to be getting thinner and thinner, and the wind always felt a little cool.

Pi Xiu: You should work hard on the questions first, and if it doesn't work, I'll think of a way.

What do you think? Wu Zu's eyes were piercing. This hunk has the same figure as Aladdin's Will Smith. What if he has the same purpose?

Pi Xiu's face remained unchanged: Then think of a way to find some papers for you to do.

Wu Zu: ...

Sorry to bother you, I was thinking too much.

The student was discouraged and paralyzed to draw a circle on the table: I didn't see Sister Suzhen today, and I didn't have any energy at all. I told her yesterday that I would bring my classmates...

Pi Xiu thought, then you didn't say yesterday that you brought your female classmates.

Is her voice still not good? Or is it because of other illnesses? Wu Zu became more and more worried as he thought about it. Difficulty sleeping and eating.

There is no conflict between sleeping and eating and writing the test paper. Pi Xiu said casually, I really have to worry about going to see it tomorrow morning, right?

Wu Zu, who was lying on the table, was stunned, sat up, patted his head and began to write quickly: I will write the paper quickly tonight, rest early and get up to see Miss Suzhen.

Pi Xiu is indifferent and ruthless: Hurry up and write the paper, but rest early is not good. Today's paper should be increased.

Wu Zu: ...

After a night of counseling, Pixiu escaped from the dream and returned to his body. When he opened his eyes, he saw Wenxi's head was pressed against his chest, and his hands and feet were clinging to his body, fast asleep.

He glanced at the clock on the wall, it was only five o'clock early today, and it was the time when the little thing slept best.

Pi Xiu touched his face, carefully letting out a little yang energy. Wenxi, who had tasted the sweetness of yang energy during the day, subconsciously chased after this comfortable breath, and subconsciously hugged the old monster a little tighter even in her sleep.

Holding the little thing's waist, Boss Pi's body became hot, but his heart began to agitate.

What good is it to be reincarnated as a mortal and live a lifetime?

Like Wu Zu, who studied hard for more than ten years and worked for decades, what he got was nothing more than a snap of his fingers. As long as the little things are kept by my side as a good ice pillow, as long as I can cool myself down, all the gold, silver, wealth, fame and wealth of mortals want nothing.

Anyway, I can't find a more suitable ice pillow than him, and it doesn't cost much to raise a kid...

Thinking of the person in his arms, Pi Xiu suddenly moved, he lowered his head and met Wenxi's eyes.

The little guy looked sleepy and didn't even open his eyes. He asked in a daze, What time is it?

It's only five o'clock. Pixiu pulled the hair on his face behind his ears: Go to bed again.

Wenxi broke away from his arms, lay on the bed beside her and yawned, I'll lie down for a while...

Yesterday, I fell asleep comfortably after being crossed by the old monster in the back of Yang Qi. Although I went to bed early, the whole ghost was too lazy to wake up.

Wenxi lay alone on the side and gradually began to feel cold. He opened his eyes and glanced at Pi Xiu. Seeing that the old monster closed his eyes as if he had fallen asleep, he hesitated for a while, and then slowly leaned over to stick to his arm.

Pixiu put his arms around him: What's wrong?

You didn't fall asleep? Wenxi was a little embarrassed, cleared his throat and said, I thought you were asleep and wanted to come over and cover you with a quilt.

Where

fell asleep so quickly? Think I'm like you? Pi Xiu hugged the little thing to cool down, and sleepiness gradually began to brew in the fragrance of Wenxi's body.

But not long after brewing, there was a sudden roar outside the window, and the passionate music suddenly sounded, reminding those who are still sleeping to get up quickly to be a good man and to improve themselves every day!

Pi Xiu: ...

The little beauty in the room was washed away, and the dream of going back to the cage with the little thing was shattered. Boss Pi rushed to the window angrily to see who didn't want to get up early in the morning to dance the square dance. He had to send this A group of idiots go to heaven shoulder to shoulder.

As soon as the window was opened, the man Dang Ziqiang's voice was immediately suppressed by Little Apple.

If you want to judge the top ten golden songs for the square dance repertoire, Pi Xiu thinks that this stupid apple will definitely win the first place.

Men's inspirational golden songs and brainwashing saliva songs are mixed together, paired with the demonic dance of two groups of people in the square, Pixiu thinks that the sorrows and joys of the goddamn monsters are not the same, the excitement is caused by this group of people, he feels noisy Nothing else.

Wenxi also got off the bed when he heard the sound, and asked with a frown, What's this sound? It's noisier than the suona.

Pi Xiu said coldly: The head of the grave is dancing.

What? Wenxi stretched out his head to look, only to find that there were two groups of people, one group wearing white practice clothes and holding a sword, and the other group showing off colorful flowers.

The two parties seem to be on the fence, facing each other and arguing with a river of Chu and Han in the middle. Wenxi couldn't hear what they said, so she couldn't help pushing Pi Xiu and asked, Who is arguing with whom? Is it a mortal?

Pi Xiu shook his head with a dark face: No, those Yaochi fairies and the Twelve Golden Immortals. He heard it again: People on both sides are vying for the morning exercise venue.

Wenxi choked: Do you want to grab this kind of thing too?

Pi Xiu responded, and was about to close the window when he saw a red lightning flashing from the other side of the street. He took a closer look and immediately cursed.

Wu Zu rode a red shared bicycle, almost standing on the bicycle, the wind blew his hair tousled, revealing his worrying hairline and pimples on his forehead, but it couldn't blow his long-cherished pimples. Jia Suzhen's heart.

Pi Xiu felt sorry for him. I said that this kid didn't take it seriously when he said that he was serious about doing the questions, but he was full of energy to rush over to see the woman!

When Wu Zu arrived at the entrance of Pixiu Restaurant on his nearly flat shared bicycle, his legs felt sore and limp, as if he had stepped on a spinning bicycle for several kilometers. After a few more trips, he could save money on going to the gym after the college entrance examination.

He parked the car, stomped on the man's self-improvement drum, and entered the restaurant with his schoolbag on his back. Seeing regular customers in the restaurant, he hurried up to greet him and said, We are closed in the morning and we don't serve breakfast.

I don't eat, I'm looking for someone. Wu Zu looked around in the store and didn't find Jia Suzhen's shadow, so he asked, Is Miss Suzhen there?

Hou Daxin thought that he heard ghosts crying in the middle of the night yesterday, so he probably is still asleep.

He was about to refuse, when he heard the sliding door behind him, Jia Suzhen came out at this moment, Wu Zu's eyes lit up when he saw her, he quickly opened his schoolbag and took out a plastic bag and stuffed it into Jia Suzhen's arms.

Wu Zu: I don't know what's wrong with your throat, so I bought some watermelon cream lozenges, Panda Hai, and some pears by the way.

Jia Suzhen asked in a daze, It's only half past five, when did you buy it?

It's a 24-hour convenience store. Wu Zu scratched his hair in embarrassment: It's too early for the fruit shop to open, so I don't know if these pears are sweet or not.

Jia Suzhen was in a daze for a moment, looking at the ordinary face in front of her, but she seemed to be looking at the handsome and handsome face of a scholar hundreds of years ago. In the alley behind the theater, there were men and women whispering in the moonless night.

The scholar who came out of Xiangye's mansion smelled of alcohol, wrapped the fruit he brought out from Xiangye's mansion today and stuffed it into his arms. The paint on her face hadn't been removed yet, and no one noticed even if the female consort in red was blushing.

I don't know if the pears brought out by Xiangfu are sweet or not.

Jia Suzhen wanted to say that it must be sweet, but when a car drove past outside the house and the sun flashed on the glass, she suddenly came back to her senses, suppressed her emotions and only smiled and thanked her.

Sister, if your throat is still uncomfortable, you must go to the hospital. A small problem will become a big problem later. After Wu Zu finished speaking, he smiled at Jia Suzhen: Then I will go to school, sister goodbye.

Goodbye. Jia Suzhen waved her hand, watching Wu Zu get on the red bicycle and pedal away again.

In the morning light, the boy left facing the light, while Jia Suzhen stood in the shadow under the eaves and watched, until the red shadow turned around the street corner and disappeared into the crowd.

Suzhen's eyes were red, and she squatted down holding the bag in her arms tightly. Hou Da stood scratching her ears and scratching her cheeks and didn't know how to comfort her. She could only squat down and say to Jia Suzhen, Sister, if you hold on tighter, the pears will be crushed into mud. Can't eat it.

Jia Suzhen froze, and immediately relaxed.

Hou Da: Don't cry, it's not good for someone to give you fruit? If my younger brothers have a peach, they would like to eat the pit, and they won't leave a peach hair.

Jia Suzhen wiped the tears from her face: It's just great.

In this life, there are two people who treat me like this, one is him, and the other is his reincarnation. Going around is still alone, but she feels that it is enough to have such a person in this life.

She wiped away her tears and stood up. When she turned around, she saw Pixiu standing on the stairs. She froze for a moment, then immediately withdrew her expression and called out to the boss.

Pixiu took everything just now into his eyes, and seeing that Jia Suzhen hadn't done anything too much, he waved his hand and said, Hurry up and wash your face at the back, and you'll put your face on when guests come.

Blood, others don't know what happened.

Hou Da stood aside and interjected: Boss, we don't sell breakfast, and there won't be any customers coming so early.

Pixiu: Not now, doesn't mean there won't be any in the future. You monkeys are not very good at cooking, so it's okay to make steamed buns, steamed buns, and steamed buns. You must pay attention to all-round development, you know? The book I gave you last time, you brothers Have you finished reading? Then you can go and see how to make steamed buns.

Monkey: ...

Hello, is this the Humane Society? There are people who abuse monkeys here.