Rebirth of the Husband Program

The little milk dog looked up at the young man almost obsessively, his black beautiful eyes clearly reflected his figure, a strong longing suddenly arose in his heart lake that had never been turbulent for tens of millions of years, that kind of longing made him His eyes were almost twisted and crazy.

I really want...I really want to let him stare at me like this all the time, only him...

Tang Qimo didn't get an answer, which is also a matter of course.He slowly squatted down, stretched out his hands to fiddle with the dead prey on the ground, and frowned slightly.

The boy's movements are slow and elegant, as if there is a classical elegance in every move, which looks very pleasing to the eye.Even the furrowed brows gave people a kind of indifferent elegance and beauty.

He was in trouble, how to deal with this prey.

There is no fire, no knife, should he eat it raw?

Tang Qimo frowned even more when he thought of eating raw meat with bloody hands.The stomach that had been empty for a long time also began to have sour gas, and it was stirred violently like a stick, which was extremely uncomfortable.

The little milk dog naturally noticed the unnatural paleness of the boy's face, and a flash of deep thought flashed through his lavender eyes, and then he fell on the prey and came to his senses.

It quietly ran to the side, and it didn't know how to get it back when it came back with a sharp machete in its mouth.

Tang Qimo looked at the scimitar in his mouth, his eyes paused, and he looked at the little milk dog thoughtfully.In the end, without asking any questions, he took over the prey that the scimitar started to pick up.

Standing next to Tang Qimo, the little milk dog suddenly took a step forward, and spit out a bright and scorching flame with its mouth slightly opened.

Tang Qimo: "..."

The intense temperature of the flame burned the oxygen in the air, and Tang Qimo could feel the heat from the fire.

Even if we know that this world cannot be judged by common sense, it still feels very scary to come out suddenly, okay?

He pursed his lips, hiding the astonishment in his eyes very well, did not ask the secret of why the little milk dog spit out flames, and silently packed up the prey in his hands, his hands were stained red with blood.

Even though the picture in front of him is full of blood and cruelty, the young man is as quiet and beautiful as a painting, his indifferent eyes are focused and careful, his light-colored lips are slightly pursed into a straight line, his paper-pale skin is reflected by the firelight Dancing with a soft halo.

The smell of barbecue gradually wafted from the quiet cave. Tang Qimo tore off a piece of charred meat and handed it to the little milk dog's mouth, signaling with his eyes: Eat?

The little milk dog hesitated and looked at it for a long time, and finally swallowed the flesh as if he was about to die, and then his body froze violently.

The lavender eyes looked hesitantly at the young man's pale and soft face, and finally swallowed it like a gulp.

Tang Qimo naturally didn't miss such an interesting reaction, a deep smile appeared in Mo's eyes, and then he sucked a piece of it, his body froze.

Well, a burnt roast with no flavor really isn't very tasty.

After tidying up himself, a feeling of drowsiness slowly flooded his full body.Tang Qimo blinked sleepily, walked to a clean place, on the ground closer to the flames, lay down flat and closed his eyes to sleep.

After the boy's breathing was steady and long, the little milk dog suddenly appeared white, and a tall and handsome man appeared in front of him in vain.