Wang Xiaoming of Lucifer

This is why when Wang Xiaoming returned to his tent and saw clearly the pajamas he was wearing yesterday, he blushed so much that he could fry an egg.

"Who will tell me why there is such a pink pajamas in Lucifer's space?" Wang Xiaoming looked at the pink clothes on the ground and felt that he was not very well.

Especially when he lifted up his pajamas, he found that the clothes not only had a short tail on the back of the trousers, but also had two ears, a pair of eyes, a nose, and a pair of mouths on the top of the hat—it was the good friend of Winnie the Pooh in Wang Xiaoming’s memory. There's nothing wrong with Piglet's look.

"The character design of the male god is really getting worse and worse." Wang Xiaoming threw the pajamas into a ball and stuffed them into the sleeping bag without seeing or worrying, and then wrapped the sleeping bag tightly with the animal skin on the stone bed. After being strict, he carried the thing to Lucifer's tent.

Bai Ji didn't have much personal belongings. Apart from the things that had been transported in the yard, there were only a few bundles of animal skins left in the house, big and small. I don't know how long they had been there.

In the afternoon, Wang Xiaoming, who did not have lunch and did a lot of physical exercise, was lying on his sleeping bag with a look of lovelessness, looking at the ceiling of the animal skin tent in a daze, and complaining by the way.

"I really believed in Lucifer's evil. You don't have lunch if you stay here! At least you can eat some fruit when you go out!" Wang Xiaoming clutched his stomach and counted the sheep.

So when Lucifer, who had been busy all day, came home with his income from today's labor, he saw Wang Xiaoming curled up in a sleeping bag and sleeping in a good fragrance.

"Huh? Lucifer?" Just as Lucifer turned around to prepare dinner, Wang Xiaoming, who had slept for most of the afternoon, just woke up.

"Baowu." Lucifer corrected depressedly, and of course there was a trace of imperceptible happiness.

"You are back." Wang Xiaoming lay on the ground, looking at Lucifer sadly, "I'm almost starving to death."

"There is food at home." Lucifer reminded.

Originally, before leaving in the morning, what Lucifer thought was that Wang Xiaoming would be really hungry by then, so he could directly take some air-dried meat from the shelf to make broth.If you don't want to eat Xiweifu's food, there is still a lot of animal meat in the yard that he has almost processed yesterday.As for the four untreated rabbits that Bai Ji got yesterday, Lucifer didn't expect Wang Xiaoming to do it from the beginning.

"Where is there anything to eat!" Wang Xiaoming complained, "I can't deal with rabbits, and I don't know where yesterday's animal meat went. What do you want me to eat?" Air-dried meat has not been in Wang Xiaoming's choice since it was opened. .

"Mianmian animal meat is gone?" Lucifer was also taken aback, "I still put it in..."

Lucifer turned his head and glanced at the place where the meat was originally placed in the yard, and it was indeed empty: "Sorry, I didn't expect such an accident."

"Please give me something first." Wang Xiaoming said pitifully, knowing that there was a misunderstanding between the two.

"Biscuits or nutrient solution?"

"It's all right."

After thinking for a while, Lucifer took out a bag of chocolate wafers for Wang Xiaoming—the kind he ate yesterday.

"Eat a little, and I'll grill you later."

"Oh." Wang Xiaoming, who was nibbling a biscuit happily, replied casually.

Afraid that he would choke, Lucifer took another bottle of mineral water and put it beside him, and then went out to process the food he got today.

Ten minutes later, Wang Xiaoming, who finished eating a whole bag of chocolate wafers, walked out of the tent, took the initiative to hold the earthenware pot in the 'kitchen', talked to Lucifer, and went to fetch water from the stream.

However, after Lucifer processed all the food for yesterday and today, and the bonfire for the barbecue was lit, Wang Xiaoming still did not come back.

Lucifer, who was worried that something happened to Wang Xiaoming on the road, just wanted to go out to find someone, when he saw Wang Xiaoming holding two clay pots in his arms, and a stone slab on top of the pot, dangling from not far away come over.

"Lu... come here, Baowu come and help me." Seeing Lucifer, Wang Xiaoming asked for his help loudly.

"Why have you been here for so long?" Lucifer walked towards Wang Xiaoming and helped him take down the slate that was a bit in the way, "Why did you bring such a thing back?"

"How about we eat stone barbecue at night?" After the stone slab that he had to keep pressing with his chin to prevent him from falling was taken away, Wang Xiaoming picked up his speed with a quick brush, "Look at the stone slab is flat It’s thin and fits right at first glance!”

"It's quite suitable." Lucifer carefully measured the slate in his hand, "But I think it will be faster if you take it back in two trips."

"How is it possible." Wang Xiaoming retorted, "I spent a lot of time cleaning him up."

Although Wang Xiaoming fished this stone directly from the stream, and there was no soil on it when he fished it, Wang Xiaoming still felt that it was not clean, so he washed it back and forth for a long time before he finally convinced himself that it should be able to use it. up.

"I'd better take it back to the tent and sterilize it." Lucifer thought about it, and decided not to take any risks.

"What are you going to do?" Wang Xiaoming asked curiously—mainly curious about the things in his space.

"It's nothing, it's just a handheld UV disinfection lamp."

"How do I remember that this thing will take effect at least half an hour?" Wang Xiaoming, who has already eaten biscuits, can't wait for half an hour, but it will definitely be dark by then. Do they want to barbecue in the dark? ?

"Future technology." Lucifer entered the tent carrying the slate, "Look at the ignition."

"Oh." Wang Xiaoming nodded obediently, put the clay pot aside, and obediently sat on the fire and waited.

Five minutes later, Lucifer came out of the tent carrying the slate.Then Wang Xiaoming watched him use the stones he moved from the corner of the yard to easily build a shelf, and put the stone slabs he picked up firmly on it.

Then Lucifer poured a whole bottle of salad oil into a ceramic bowl and stuffed it into Wang Xiaoming's hand under Wang Xiaoming's cover.

"You brush the oil, and I'll cut the meat." Lucifer said as Lucifer stuffed another wool brush into Wang Xiaoming's hand.

Wang Xiaoming looked at the piece of meat in Lucifer's hand, which was marinated with at least black pepper and cumin, and asked with a confused look: "God, why do you put so many seasonings in your space?"

"Of course it's for cooking." Lucifer gave Wang Xiaoming a strange look, as if asking him: Otherwise, what else can it be used for?