Invasion of alien beasts

After Ding Hao heard Langton's whisper, he gave him a blank look. Does this guy think he is an inflatable doll?You can grow up just by blowing your breath? !

"One more glass!" Ding Hao drank the glass of liquid and pushed the glass forward boldly.

Langston, however, made no answer, but squinted at him.

"What are you looking at me for?" After drinking some sweet water, he finally relieved the burning pain in his throat, and he had enough strength to speak. He was very dissatisfied with Langton's stupid look.It's really a good skin for nothing. I heard that tall people have a 50.00% chance of gigantism. I don't know what kind of intermittent gigantism patient this Langton is?

Langton didn't know that he had already been defined as a mentally ill person in Ding Hao's heart. He picked up Ding Hao's collar with blinking eyes, and brought him to his eyes for careful observation.

"What are you doing?! Let me go!" Ding Hao was very upset that he was lifted in the air like a chicken, and he punched and kicked to express his indignation.

"Xiao Xiao, you seem to have grown up again." Langton enthusiastically fiddled with Ding Hao's feet, which were exposed outside his robe.

"Hiss..." Ding Hao gasped suddenly after being teased by him.

"Xiao Xiao, what's the matter?" Langton asked nervously.

"It hurts!" Ding Hao looked down at his feet. They were so black that he hadn't had time to wash them, but he had been running barefoot on the uneven ground all day. Ding Hao could already imagine that if the mud on the soles of his feet were washed Clean, what a miserable look.

Langton carefully placed Ding Hao on the table, told him to sit still, got up and went out to find Tony, telling him to find Garnier quickly.

"Xiao Xiao, drink a little more, I'll be busy for a while." When Langton came back, he brought Ding Hao another glass of ambergris, and then sat aside to get busy.

Ding Hao watched strangely as Langton came in with a small piece of wood, and fiddled with it for a long time with a knife, and finally couldn't help asking, "What are you doing?"

"It's okay, you continue to drink, it will be fine in a while." Langton smiled, reached out to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and continued to work.

Ding Hao was extremely curious. He held the water glass and drank one sip at a time. He kept staring at Langton, but he never figured out what he was doing.

When Ding Hao finished drinking the contents of the cup, Langton was almost busy with his work. He held up the hollow object and smiled, "I went out and searched around just now, but I couldn't find anything suitable for you to wash. Feet, simply, I’ll make one myself, wait a minute, I’ll add hot water for you to wash.”

Ding Hao looked at the back of him leaving, and couldn't react for a long time, until his feet were put into the comfortable warm water, he regained his senses, watching Langton carefully wipe the soles of his feet with his fingers, the corners of his eyes I don't know why it's a little wet.