The invincible innocence of bottle evil

Chapter 168 Shaking Your Head

Wu Xie watched the young man gnawing on the steamed bun silently, then stopped making a sound, pushed the plate of green vegetables in front of him, picked up the box of hot rice and started eating.

The young man saw that Wu Xie ate the box of rice, but there was no food in his chopsticks. He anxiously put down the steamed buns, picked up the plate of food and held it in front of Wu Xie.

Wu Xie glanced at him nonchalantly, raised her eyebrows and smiled charmingly, "You want me to eat?"

The young man nodded vigorously.

Wu Xie shook his head and said, "Why don't you eat?"

The young man froze for a moment, looked at the steaming vegetables, then carefully stared at Wu Xie who was hiding under his collar, with deep bone wounds all over his body, and spit out two words: "You eat."

Wu Xie didn't take the plate, but looked straight into those clear eyes and asked, "Why don't you eat?"

Regardless of Wu Xie's question, the young man put the plate in front of him, grabbed the steamed buns and continued to chew.

Wu Xie didn't bother with the question just now, stood up, looked at the green vegetables he brought back today, and looked around and his clothes, although from the environment, surrounding furnishings and his clothes, it could be seen that he was alone. Very poor people, but this situation is too poor.

"What work have you been doing?" Wu Xie asked curiously.

The young man looked at an untouched vegetable Wu Xie put on the table, swallowed hard and said, "The porter."

Wu Xie nodded. It was similar to his imagined occupation, but he thought it was funny. He just looked at this immature face and was lost in thought.

"Overwork is bad for your health." The young man looked at Wu Xie and said.

Wu Xie froze for a moment, then smiled, and slowly sat down on the wooden chair beside her.

Startled, the young man stood up abruptly and rushed towards Wu Xie.

Hearing a click, the already swaying wooden chair under Wu Xie seemed to be unable to bear the weight any longer, and instantly collapsed.Fortunately, the young man rushed over in time. With one hand, he held Wu Xie in his arms, and with the other hand, he placed the other wooden chair under Wu Xie's buttocks.

Wu Xie was taken aback by this sudden change, and subconsciously hugged the young man's waist with both hands, and the two of them stuck together very intimately, until they felt that the gravity below had regained its stability before letting out a sigh of relief.

In fact, Wu Xie would not suffer any substantial damage as long as Wu Xie stood up in such a situation, but he was injured, and such an action would damage the joints in an instant.

And at the moment when the chair collapsed, he saw him rushing towards him. At that moment, Wu Xie was only out of the most primitive instinct of his body, embracing the life-saving straw that had always been able to save him from danger.

"Are you injured?" The young man asked anxiously.

Wu Xie suddenly regained his composure and shook his head.

The young man looked worried, staring at Wu Xie's face for a long time, and confirmed again and again that no blood stains had soaked out of the bandage, and Wu Xie's face had not turned pale, so he let out a long breath and said softly: "Scared me."

Wu Xie looked at his paralyzed face that had remained unchanged for thousands of years, and it was rare for him to make at least two expressions in an instant. He couldn't help but burst out laughing, and said, "Do you still remember your name?"

The young man was taken aback. Few people would ask such a question. Usually, as a stranger who has just met, the first sentence should not be to ask the other party, "Who are you?"

"Do you still remember your name?" The amount of information hidden in this sentence is too great, the young man didn't know how to answer, and shook his head.

(End of this chapter)