How can one become an immortal if he is so sluggish?

"Bang"

The door of the house was pushed open, and a petite figure suddenly rushed into the house.

"Ah! Home! My dear and warm home! I finally see you again!"

Hongli threw herself directly into the sofa in the living room, her whole body turning into a ball of fluid.

She turned over slightly, facing upward, with her hands folded on her chest, her expression was quiet and beautiful, and she looked like she had died peacefully.

If Hongli's little face wasn't so rosy, Hei Yang would really have planned to cover Hongli's face with a piece of cloth and lament how miserable beauties have been since ancient times.

However, considering that Hongli might jump up in anger later, choke him and make him die for love, Heiyang chose to let Hongli go and let her live.

Hey, Cricket Hongli, for the sake of her still having some use value, just spare her once!

"Hey, I said."

Hei Yang walked to the back of the sofa, put his arms on it, and stuck his head out to look at Sleeping Beauty with dead fish eyes.

"Sleeping or resting on the sofa for a long time will cause damage to the waist!"

"Uh-huh, uh-huh..."

Hongli made an unexplained sound from her throat, opened and closed her small mouth a few times, and it took her a long time to respond feebly.

"What? It seems that if you go back to the bedroom and bed to rest, your waist will not be damaged. That's almost it..."

"It feels like there is something in your words..."

Hei Yang cooed silently, waved his hand, and walked toward the bedroom.

"Then you stay in the living room, I'll go to bed and rest.

Just in time, without you I can still roll around..."

"Stop!"

Hong Li called out to Hei Yang.

"Hmm?"

Hei Yang turned his head with disdain on his face.

"What's wrong with waste?"

"Wow!"

Hong Li opened her eyes and looked at Hei Yang, and shouted aggrievedly: "Hei Yang, do you have no conscience!

Seeing that I am too tired to walk, why don’t you carry me into the house? Damn it!”

"Look what you said..."

Hei Yang rolled his eyes and pointed at his chest.

"How about I put a frame around my neck and hang it on my chest and stuff you inside.

You don’t have to walk by yourself anymore, I will take you wherever I go.”

"Ah, um..."

Hongli was stunned for a moment, showing a thoughtful expression, and then nodded heavily.

"That makes sense! Just do it!"

"I'll deal with you, you big-headed devil!"

Hei Yang scolded back and said speechlessly: "Get up and follow me back to the house."

"No!"

Hongli snorted lightly and looked away.

"As long as you take me in, I have no strength left!"

"I see you speak with great strength."

Hei Yang rolled his eyes and looked at Hong Li, who was waiting for him to hug him, and suddenly the corners of his mouth curled up.

He fumbled around in his storage bag and took out another bag. The colorful sack he had given out before had only been filled with red glass so far!

But Hei Yang thought for a while and took out another elf ball.

Well, it was also a pretense. Hongli used it to lock Hei Yang in before, but Hei Yang took it and used it for fun.

Hei Yang looked at the sack in his left hand, then at the elf ball in his right hand, thought for a moment, and threw the elf ball in his right hand.

"Ah!"

He accurately hit the melon seeds on Hong Li's little head. He heard the other party scream, and then he was taken into the elf ball without any resistance.

Well, the ball didn't even swing. This girl really didn't bother to use any strength at all.

Hei Yang picked up the elf ball, kicked it into his jacket pocket, hummed softly, opened the bedroom door with the key, and threw the ball on the bed.

"Click"

A flash of red light flashed, and the smaller version of Mini Hongli let out a feeble "Ahhh" and sank into the soft big bed.

Hanging the coat on the hanger, Hei Yang walked to the bed.

He gently poked the mini version of Hongli with his index finger, and the latter instantly returned to its original size.

"You hate it!"

Hongli's face turned red with honey.

"Those who use hands and feet, you stinky gangster!"

"Ah this..."

Hei Yang coughed: "It's not a big problem!"

"Hey..."

Hong Li curled her lips and was about to say something, but suddenly she felt her legs being lifted up, her heart trembled violently, and she quickly said: "Hey, hey, hey, stop! Ah, help, help, help, help!"<

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"What the hell are you screaming about?"

Heiyang helped Hongli take off her shoes and said with a speechless expression: "Don't move!"

"Just move, okay?"

Hongli was stunned for a moment, came to her senses, and said, "Just take off my shoes..."

"Huh? What else?"

Hei Yang rolled his eyes and threw Hong Li's shoes off the bed.

"You still want to wear shoes? I want you to go to bed and kick me!"

"Ahaha..."

Hongli laughed twice and did not dare to speak.

"Well..."

Hei Yang looked at the remaining small white socks on Hong Li's feet, paused, and pulled them off. When he saw two exquisite and transparent small white feet exposed, he nodded with satisfaction.

"I'm a really good man who takes care of my wife."

Hei Yang sighed a few times, lay back and rolled over to Hong Li's side.

He stretched out his arms to take her into his arms, gave her a firm "chip" on her little face, and closed his eyes, becoming peaceful as well.

"But then again..."

Hei Yang suddenly thought of something and made a faint sound.

"Have we forgotten something?"

"Ah?"

Hong Li's eyelashes fluttered, she opened her eyes gently, stretched out her hand to wipe the saliva on her face, turned over, faced Hei Yang face to face, looked at him and asked: "Forgot something?"

"Ah, that's right..."

Heiyang Digu said: "Didn't you say that you want to call Elder Huole and the others to find out what's going on and why it started shaking again?"

"Ah, this kind of thing..."

Hong Li yawned slightly, her eyes were a little moist, and she said with an indifferent expression: "I thought about it again, maybe it was just an ordinary small shock.

If Elder Huo Le is troubled by this kind of thing today, should we ask Elder Huo Le tomorrow about the weather conditions, temperatures, and recommended outfits for travel in the past few days?"

"What a weather forecaster!"

Hei Yang affirmed, patted Hong Li's back, shook his head and said, "Then just listen to me, my wife!"

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