"Hungry." A young and angry voice said.

The sound came from an unknown place. Although it was not loud, it was quite penetrating.

Yuan Wense woke up with a start. She touched her stomach. Are she hungry? It seemed like she was not, but she seemed to be.

She took out the water, rinsed her mouth, then made a rice ball and ate it.

Yuan Wense is a person who likes to manage his life in a neat and delicate manner. He is particularly careful about taking care of his three meals a day.

It's very small, half the size of a ping pong ball, and it's white rice wrapped in green vegetable leaves. When you take a bite, you'll find that it's filled with soft, glutinous and sweet braised pork, which is both delicious and nutritious.

This kind of white rice is most suitable for replenishing physical strength during inconvenient times during the war. There are various combinations of vegetables, rice and grilled meat. There are more than 50 kinds of Ba Zhao, all of which are Yuan Wense's favorite flavors, and all of them are Ba Zhao.

It can only be made with claws.

Each rice ball has a different taste. Yuan Wense himself doesn’t know what kind of filling is inside, so the taste is surprising even before he bites it.

She ate about ten of them and felt her stomach. She was no longer hungry.

"Hungry." Like a retort, but also a little angry, that penetrating voice appeared again.

Yuan Wense lowered his hand, who was speaking.

It was as if he was talking in her head, very angry, and she said she was hungry very firmly.

What the hell, this fantasy world is just different, everything is fantasy.

"I'm hungry, I want to eat." The voice became anxious after hearing the original text but ignoring it.

Yuan Wense searched for a long time, but couldn't find anyone talking. She specifically asked Ba Zhao: "Is it you who is calling me?"

BaZhao ignored her. It wasn't that BaZhao didn't tell her. No one had to doubt its wisdom. It was a serious worker who only provided work services and did not engage in casual chatting.

Yuan Wense couldn't find anyone for a while, so he started to recall the Phoenix Kung Fu he had learned.

The names of this Dragon Kung Fu and that Phoenix Kung Fu are all very good, which sounds very shameful.

However, this effect is durable and it is really useful.

She closed her eyes and ran for a week. She felt refreshed and her whole body felt as comfortable as if she were bathing in the sun.

It's just different from the mass-produced goods from before.

Di Lin was sitting in front driving the car slowly. When he heard Yuan Wense's movements, he turned around and said with a smile: "Is the realm stable?"

"Um."

Di Lin: "How is this Kung Fu? Does it suit you well?"

Whether a practice is good or not is one thing, but the degree of compatibility with the individual is a more important aspect.

If the fit is not high, the better some exercises are, the more harmful they will be to people.

Yuan Wense nodded with a smile and said: "The technique you gave me is very good and suits me very well. The phoenix contains the nature of fire, so I probably have the aura of fire attribute."

Di Lin chuckled: "I am ice and you are fire. It seems that you were born to bake me."

Yuan Wense wanted to laugh a little, but was afraid that Di Lin would be angry. What kind of earthy love talk was this.

This person said it without blushing. He probably didn't expect this.

After not seeing each other for one night, Di Lin's chat skill points have improved so much.

In fact, it was Di Lin who hugged her all night last night but couldn't sleep and was so excited that he suddenly realized a truth: This is my woman for life. Why should I be so shy as a man?

Thinking about it, I suddenly felt very confident.

So I deliberately spoke in this tone today.
Chapter completed!