605: C605 Anti-nuclear Bombs

C605 Anti-nuclear Bombs

Seeing his bowl of noodles on the table, the Kui struggled and jumped out of Hee Xia'an's arms. Then, it ran all the way into Ye Ziheng's room. In a short while, it ran out again with a piece of cloth in its mouth.

The Kui walked to Ye Ziheng's feet and rubbed the Kui's leg with its face.

Ye Ziheng was stunned for a moment. He squatted down and picked up the cloth from the Kui's mouth to take a look. Only then did he realize that it was actually a small piece of cloth used for children to eat. It was even f * cking pink!

"Where did you get it from?"

Ye Ziheng looked at the Kui with a blank expression. He did not remember that he had bought this kind of thing before.

Then, the Kui looked at the window honestly.

Through the window, Ye Ziheng saw the clothes of a few children on the balcony next door.

"I..."

Ye Ziheng was speechless. Where did this little bastard learn these things from?

"Is this a pocket?"

Hee Xia'an walked in front of Ye Ziheng and looked at the pocket in his hand.

"Yes, I think so."

"Can you let me take a look?"

Ye Ziheng did not refuse and directly handed over the pocket in his hand.

Hee Xia'an took the bag and without saying another word, she squatted down and tied the bag to the Kui.

"I've tied it up, but the Kui seems to be a bit fat. Next time I buy it, I'll buy it for a bigger size."

Before Ye Ziheng could say anything, the Kui could not help but let out a cry. It sounded a little frustrated, as if it was disgusted by Hee Xia'an saying that she was fat.

Hee Xia'an was also amused by the Kui. She lightly laughed twice and hurriedly said.

"Alright, alright. You are not fat. It is because this pocket is too small."

After saying that, she could not help but laugh.

The Kui rolled its eyes at Hee Xia'an. It was not willing to talk to her anymore. It directly ran to the chair and stood up. It used its two front paws to support the table. Then, it opened its mouth and began to eat the noodles.

"Let's eat too."

"Okay."

Ye Ziheng took out two pairs of chopsticks and gave Hee Xia'an a pair of chopsticks. The Kui made his eyes widen, but he lowered his head to look at his chubby little claws. He could only helplessly sigh and then eat the noodles.

"Which one? How did you block the bullets and fly with your sword yesterday?"

Hee Xia'an ate the noodles and struggled for a long time. Finally, she asked the question that kept torturing her in her heart, which made her very confused.

Ye Ziheng stopped the chopsticks in his hand and looked at Hee Xia'an, thinking about whether he should tell her the truth.

"Do you know martial arts?"

In the end, Ye Ziheng still said it. He felt that Hee Xia'an should have some relationship with Martial Arts World. Otherwise, his information would not have been deleted for no reason. Yang Cheng even specially went to check Hee Xia'an's information.

"Martial arts. Is it the kind of cultivation that is written in novels?"

"Yes, it is."0

Ye Ziheng nodded solemnly and picked up a piece of noodles with chopsticks and put it into his mouth.

"Then, can you resist the nuclear bomb now?"

"Puchi ~"

Ye Ziheng couldn't hold it in any longer. The noodles that he had just eaten were immediately spat out, almost making him laugh out loud.

"Well, let's talk about it for now. I might not be able to take it."

"Can you take the grenade?"

Hee Xia'an asked, like a curious baby. She seemed to have completely forgotten about what happened yesterday. The only thing left was endless curiosity about martial arts.

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