So Mi Xiaoxiao fell asleep holding the trunk, and time passed quietly here.

Half an hour later, the man opposite had no reaction. Mi Xiaoxiao opened her eyes, carefully glanced at him, and then continued to keep moving.

An hour has passed

Ji Xun on the opposite side still didn't move, but blinked occasionally. In addition, there was no movement. Mi Xiaoxiao looked at him again and closed his eyes silently for an hour. It depends on who can endure who!

Four hours have passed

Mi Xiaoxiao's hands and feet are a little numb, but the man opposite still has no sign of wanting to move. He has no expression. He is like a real wooden man. Mi Xiaoxiao grits his teeth and continues. He has persisted for four hours. He is afraid to stay for another two hours?

Ten hours have passed

The golden sun slowly set from the air, and the afterglow did not shed a little. The night replaced the light. The sleeping Tamo also woke up. Looking at the big and small trees still holding the trunk, he began to have a headache.

Is the disease still contagious?

Thinking, Tamo stood up, lazily supported himself, turned around and stared at the little figure in the tree, jumped a few times, went up the tree, sat down next to MI Xiaoxiao, and a pair of charming fox eyes stared at Mi Xiaoxiao without blinking. His hot eyes wanted to chisel a hole in MI Xiaoxiao.

And Hua, who had already come, stood under the tree and looked at Mi Xiaoxiao's move. She was puzzled in her eyes, but also had a slight light. Is this little female's medicine higher than herself? But what does it mean to just stay still?

Mo Zi is easy to look at the scene in front of him. The smile at the corners of his mouth is strange, like disdain, ridicule, excitement and indifference.

Shi Nuo sat still, because he believed that you had her reason to do so.

And pal and LISO, who had nothing to do with themselves, hung high, and had deep eyebrows and eyes, stared at the night in front of them, and didn't know what they were thinking.

In this way, everyone had different thoughts, and Mi Xiaoxiao was hard to say. God knows how sour her hands and feet were after holding the trunk for so long. It seemed that she was not her own. She was very stiff. She wanted to move but didn't dare to move.

Want to cry without tears, and there is such a big fox and a beautiful man staring next to him, inexplicably embarrassed?

Although the heart beat faster, it came inexplicably.

Just when it was almost 11 hours, the man opposite finally moved. He slowly turned his head and stared at Mi Xiaoxiao with a pair of gray eyes. It seemed that he was full of doubts. Under Mi Xiaoxiao's full expectation, he paused and said, "you are also a fruit?"

Mi Xiaoxiao: "

It turned out that he held a tree for so long and wore a red animal skin, that is, he imagined himself as a fruit, probably a big bayberry

Originally, she thought this guy would imagine himself as a flower, a caterpillar or something, but she didn't expect it to be a fruit. Is there such a big fruit?

Mi Xiaoxiao also forgot that there are not so big fruits and naturally there are not so big caterpillars.

"Er, yes, I am also a fruit." Mi Xiaoxiao nodded awkwardly and admitted that he was a fruit. This feeling is wonderful. In particular, there is an old fox trying to hold back a smile around him. This feeling should not be too comfortable.

She wanted to beat the old fox every minute.

After thinking for a while, I felt that something was missing. Then I stared at Ji Xun and added, "we are the same kind." in this way, I can always enter his ideological world, right?