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This is not the first time for Song Changxiu to barbecue. When he was on the battlefield, he occasionally needed to treat himself with tooth-beating sacrifices. Over time, although he knew nothing else, he was still very proficient at grilling lamb chops.

Coincidentally, An Qingjue likes to eat grilled lamb chops.

He has backed up all the ingredients needed to roast the lamb chops in the space ring. When he came to this world, An Qingjue had never tasted the craftsmanship of his fellow clansmen. Seeing Song Changxiu's skillful movements at this time, he raised a few eyebrows. very much looking forward to,

The last time I ate grilled lamb chops was at Xue Zhe's place, but Xue Zhe's craftsmanship is quite unfamiliar, it is probably the first time I made it, and because of other things, An Qingjue didn't eat much at all in the end.

Song Changxiu's movements were smooth and natural, proficient and natural. After a while, the tumbling lamb chops made the sound of "stinging, stinging", and the last sentence began to appear burnt red. Song Changxiu wanted to take out the seasoning and sprinkle it on, and saw An Qingjue said reservedly: "Use this."

It was a bottle of brightly colored juice. Song Changxiu didn't know what it was, but he could feel a gentle power flowing slowly in it. The power contained must be so much stronger,

Song Changxiu looked at An Qingjue's deep black eyes and looked at the oily lamb chops without blinking. Although his face was expressionless and indifferent, it could make him feel his expectation. The corner of Song Changxiu's mouth curled slightly, He thought, he seemed to know some reason to abduct Ann.

The beautiful liquid was sprinkled on the skin of the lamb chops, and the sound of "sizzling" almost shook the ear. Warm and comfortable, the aroma of barbecue wafted around, which made An Qingjue feel relaxed. He took out the moon-white bird from his pocket, and the bird was still sleeping peacefully. Fluffy, with a slight tremor.

"What's that?" Song Changxiu took the time to raise his eyes and saw An Qingjue gently stroking a fluffy creature. He frowned slightly and said, "Bird?"

"Moonlight Bird? No, Moon Warbler?"

"Yeah," An Qingjue turned to look at him, and said in a calm tone, "He's a little tired and sleeping."

Naturally, he was referring to the Yueying bird. Song Changxiu nodded in understanding, and something seemed to slip through his mind. At this moment, a mysterious voice rang in his ears,

Soft, slow, ethereal, intangible,

It made a soft "chirp... chirp..." sound, as if calling for something.

"What's wrong with you?" A cold voice seemed to slip through thousands of mist and thick clouds, pass through his eardrums, and reach the tip of his heart.

"I'm fine." Song Changxiu slowly opened his lips. He moved the lamb chops in his hand, swallowed what he wanted to say, and said, "When will he wake up? Are there any taboos? "

After a long silence, An Qingjue said, "I don't know either."

I don't know when it will wake up.

"He seemed to be moving, did he not sleep well?" Song Changxiu asked.

Move... move?

An Qingjue lowered her head to look at the little thing that had been sleeping for a long time, only to find that the moon-white fluff was trembling slightly, and seemed to have a tendency to gather upwards.

His little one, is he waking up?

The author has something to say: ...I chatted with my friends today about some unhappy topics, so I have been unhappy...

…to find out today is 10.31, not November!

... Well, it's all my fault, don't slap me qaq

…Wait until I get thick, thick, thick, long, long, long and long tomorrow, and then decide whether to smoke me, okay?

...give me a chance to redeem myself!

... I turned off qq, turned off, really turned off, my dears, I really turned off q/q!

……give me a chance!Tomorrow is 11.1!give me a chance!