Xia Zitong and Zheng Jing finished speaking, and smiles appeared on their faces.Mung Bean Cake ran out at some point, then climbed onto the table and started banging on the table with his tail.Hearing the sound of knocking on the table, Xia Zitong and Zheng Jing both looked over, and then saw the mung bean cake on the table that used the table to find a sense of existence.Zheng Jing turned around and picked it up from the table, then looked at it: "Little cake, when did you come back?"
Why didn't you tell me?
”Hearing Zheng Jing shouting out the "small cake cake" mung bean cake, he felt that if it wasn't for the fact that its body was full of tiny scales, then it must have goosebumps all over its body now.Then he began to writhe violently in Zheng Jing's hand and began to protest.Actually, it originally wanted to scold, but even if it did, the rest of the people here except Xia Zitong couldn't understand what it was saying.People can't understand it, so why does it have to scold, it wastes its tongue and doesn't say anything, and it is very easy to become a neurotic.Zheng Jing looked at the mung bean cake writhing in his hand, and then put it on the table, pressing its little head with one hand: "Don't think that if I can't understand what you say, I don't know what you want to do."
Little cake, I've been in the forest for two years, and it's not for nothing!
”Mung Bean Cake heard what he said, and then tried his best to free his head from his hand, and then ran to the other side with a swish, and then propped up his head."
Cake, you pineapple, didn't I say you can't call me Little Cake again?
Have you lived in the forest for a long time, your brain has become dull, and you can't remember what others say?
”Zheng Jing saw that the mung bean cake ran to the other side, and there was a hissing sound in his mouth, and he knew that this little guy must be saying something.Then he turned his head to look at Xia Zitong, Xia Zitong saw that Zheng Jing was looking at him, and then translated all the words that Mung Bean Cake said just now.After listening to Xia Zitong's translated words, Zheng Jing showed a smile on his face.When Xia Zitong saw the smile on Zheng Jing's face, he felt a little numb on his scalp, and then found an excuse to run away immediately.Xia Zitong is gone, and there is only one person and one beast left in the entire room!
And the mung bean cake also saw the smile on Zheng Jing's face, and just when he was about to smear the soles of his feet with oil, his tail was caught."
Little cake!
You say I don't call you Little Cake, so what should I call you?
Your name was originally Mung Bean Cake, so if I don't call you Little Cake Cake, do you want me to call you, Little Doudou?
Little green?
”Hearing these two titles, the mung bean cake that was caught by the tail felt that he was about to vomit!
A good name, how can it be called out of his mouth and make people want to vomit?
It's not a small beanie, it's not a small cake, it's not a little green green, compared to these three names that make people sound like vomiting, it still prefers Xia Zitong to call it Doudou.At least the name Doudou doesn't make people want to vomit......
Zheng Jing grabbed the tail of the mung bean cake, lifted it off the table, and then looked at it: "Xiao Zitong suddenly asked me if I wanted to go out, if I wanted to go home, was it because of you?"
If you dare to lie to me, I'll twist you into a twist and fry. ”()