Time travel: Are you as professional as him in eating dog food?

Looking at the resentful person in front of him, the young man standing next to Bei Ming looked at him sideways as if he had seen through everything, squinted his eyes and bumped into Bei Ming.

"Look...it's starting now"

"What to start?"

Bei Ming looked confused.

The young man glanced at him, looking as if he didn't know what to say, and stretched out his hands and said, "Old people don't understand young people. The generation gap is really everywhere."

"Generation gap? If I were to be counted according to my clan's age, I would still be a young fox. If I were not so naturally intelligent and talented, I would not have been bothered by things and become so busy now. My age gap is not as big as you think."

Hearing this, the young man no longer cared about the good show in front of him. He looked at Bei Ming beside him with a pair of sharp eyes, and kept making a sound of "tsk tsk" in his mouth.

"Hey~ Don't disbelieve me, why don't you try it yourself?"

With a pair of slightly amorous eyes, the tail corners are slightly upturned

"I....."

Just as the young man was about to make a joke, he heard a heavy voice coming from the left side of Bei Ming.

"Ok?"

Serious and threatening, but without a single word

"This is a joke, Uncle Master, you are really good at courting death, especially to others."

The young man looked at the unhappy expression on the face of the man in black and felt a sense of crisis for a moment. He quickly smiled and explained, and glared at the man who was laughing so hard that he fell backwards when no one could see him.

“Laugh, laugh, laugh…I really don’t know…”

As soon as the young man sat back in his seat, he felt the low pressure around him spreading. He looked quickly and saw the girl, who was protecting her calves like an old hen, with oil stains on the corners of her mouth that were obviously not wiped clean, staring at the red-haired man beside her without blinking.

"This...what happened again?"

"Wen Baixu, please take care of your brother. Please stop doing inexplicable things and making inexplicable noises."

The person who was Q-ed looked puzzled. He turned to look at the red-haired man who was stretching his neck to explain, and pointed at the little girl and said, "What did you do? You wouldn't follow a pervert. This is not advisable."

He said this with a sad expression looking at the red-haired man.

"What do you mean by stalking me? I...I didn't do anything. I just...just wanted to...want to know the production process of this cup of tea..."

"Ah? You're not......"

Wen Baixu was shocked. Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by someone around the red-haired man.

"What do you think? Do you think this guy has come to his senses? Come on, I've been friends with him for decades, and I've never seen this guy come to his senses. Forget it."

Hearing this, Wen Baixu showed a look of disappointment on his face. Before he could express his disappointment, he felt himself being pushed aside, and a big face and a furry head came in front of him again.

Wen Baixu was speechless and reluctantly gave up his seat and sat next to Ling Yun. He was about to complain that this guy had no idea about romance and what was in his dog's head.

Ling Yun looked at Wen Baixu's ugly face and patted his head comfortingly. "It's not the first time he has done this. Don't get angry during the holidays. Anger will cause wrinkles and your eyes will shrink."

"So you're saying my eyes are small?"

Wen Baixu looked at the gentle and gentle young man with an expression that showed he knew everything, staring at him straight in the eyes, as if to say, "Admit it, I found out."

"Although you have small eyes, but......"

Ling Yun suppressed his laughter and stretched out his voice, "But it is very symmetrical on your face and suits your temperament very well."

Wen Baixu immediately said that he was not comforted and looked at him with resentment.

"Oh, look at this... Okay, I really think you're really handsome."

Ling Yun looked at his expression and saw a flattering look on his face.

"Then use ten idioms to describe my handsomeness and bravery."

"Bright eyes and white teeth, gentle and elegant, handsome, elegant, dignified, dignified, good-looking, handsome, dignified, energetic, and as handsome as Pan An"

Ling Yun looked at Wen Baixu with a flattering expression.

Wen Baixu, on the other hand, looked satisfied and put away his sullen face, pouting his lips proudly.

"You can even hang a wine gourd on this."

Ling Yun nodded his head with a smile, his eyebrows curved.

It was a joyful festival. Everyone was eating their fill and smiling. Everyone felt satisfied again, except... one person.

The sound of the wind outside the house gradually died down, and the moon passed through the dark clouds, shining its cool light on the earth.

A figure pushed open the door, looked at the mess on the floor and some people sobbing with their glasses in hand, and a look of dissatisfaction appeared on his face.

"As soon as I see your expression, I know what you're going to say next."

A soft female voice sounded

"So what do you think I'm going to say?"

The voice came from a slender figure.

"I guess you will definitely say that this is really disrespectful. Everyone has completely forgotten the rules. Even on a holiday, we should not lose etiquette."

"Why do you think I would say that?"

"Then why do you look so serious now?"

The sound stopped abruptly, but after a moment, she seemed to have found something interesting and burst out laughing.

"Sister, why are you teasing me?"

The laughter slowly stopped, and the woman's voice gradually returned to calm, pointing and saying, "I haven't seen you for many years. Now I see that you are no longer the same as before. I am very happy that you have changed so much."

"Am I...becoming a lot?"

The man's voice came again, and this voice seemed to disturb the people in the room. A hand rose from the messy crowd.

The two were stunned, but soon the owner of the arm stood up from the table, looked around with a dazed look, turned around in a daze, and saw the two people in the backlight. He squinted his eyes, as if trying to see clearly, but because he was drunk, he couldn't see clearly.

"you're drunk"

This seems to be a statement, but people who are drunk seem to care a lot about whether they are drunk or not. The young man shook his weak body and rushed to him. A warm breath instantly sprayed on the man's face.

"Nonsense, I'm not drunk, you're the one who's drunk, don't try to accuse me"

The soft and sticky voice didn't seem to change at all. The man looked at the drunken little guy in front of him and couldn't help but curl his lips.

The woman standing by couldn't help laughing. Under the man's unfriendly gaze, she waved her hand slightly, walked through the crowd of corpses, and held the little one in her arms. She cast a gentle gaze on her, but didn't even glance at the people next to her.

I didn't notice that the person next to me moved his little finger.

The woman held the little girl and walked to the door. She put a finger on the young man's forehead, and the young man swung his arms and swayed.

"You two can play slowly. I will take my little disciple back first. Play slowly."

"Then you'll take one?"

The man's voice sounded, and he seemed a little unhappy.

"I only know this one, who else can I take if not her?"

The woman's tone of voice was full of indifference, but this attitude seemed to be somewhat unsatisfactory.

"It's your business, I'm just reminding you..."

"No, thank you. A disciple has his own blessings. I will enjoy my blessings without a disciple, so one is enough. However, I am not lucky enough to enjoy yours. Moreover, according to my calculations, this young man may have a bloody disaster in the near future..."

"Then how to crack......"

Although the man's expression remained unchanged, his voice immediately became tense.

The woman didn't say anything, she just stretched out her hand...