what is the extent of crossing

Another day later, Qian Xiaoling snorted comfortably while hugging the quilt. Sleeping in or something is her favorite. "Bang" the door opened, waking Qian Xiaoling up from his fantasy.

"What are you doing!" Qian Xiaoling stared at Cheng Lan with wide eyes. Does this guy know that he will be punished by God when he disturbs people's sleep.

"No rice." Instant kill with one move.

"..." He remembered that he hadn't been here for a few days? !Is it useful that fast?

"Three meals a day plus supper, excluding snacks on the way." As if seeing Qian Xiaoling's doubts, Cheng Lan raised it.In fact, he is also very strange. They have tasted the feeling of being hungry, and they are not very particular about food, but each of them is a master cook and eats a lot, but now this master does not seem to have been in distress. The food intake is higher than that of a refugee like him, and his food requirements are also very picky.

Qian Xiaoling looked at his stomach speechlessly. He forgot, really forgot, that there was another member in their family, an unborn member.

"I see, you go out first." Qian Xiaoling waved Cheng Lan to go out. After Cheng Lan closed the door, Qian Xiaoling lifted the quilt and unbuttoned her shirt, revealing a round belly. No, the flat belly has grown flesh, no, to be precise, he has grown up.But he remembered that in the first few months of pregnancy, it was so obvious that the belly was not big. Could it be...he remembered it wrong?

"Tsk, I finally feel the sadness of a pregnant woman. It seems that some pregnant women have morning sickness, but fortunately he doesn't, otherwise it would be a waste to spit it out after eating." Qian Xiaoling, who had already tidied herself up, seemed to think of something, He touched his stomach and said.

"Be good, baby, don't let Daddy spit out what you ate, or you won't grow taller when you grow up."

Opening the door, Cheng Lan was still standing outside, as if waiting for him to make a decision.Cheng Lan glanced at him as soon as he came out, and then fixed her eyes on Qian Xiaoling's stomach.Then he thought of something and looked at Qian Xiaoling again.Qian Xiaoling closed the door of the room.

Those eyes clearly said "a guy who can only eat".Damn, his injustice.Making up her mind, Qian Xiaoling took out that set of tools again.

Open a box and think about taking another box, take out a box of ointment, rub the khaki ointment on your hands a few times, and the white skin on your face will turn sallow. Just looking at one face is like Like people who are troubled and sick, apply it on the neck and hands.Take out a strip of coarse cloth, untie the bundle of hair, and wrap it into a woman's hair with the strip of coarse cloth.Satisfied looking at his own attire, it's not bad, it's such a success for the first time.By the way, there are clothes.

Cheng Lan stood bored outside the room, the door suddenly opened, pulled his arm and pulled into the room, Cheng Lan who was pulled in and sat down had no time to react at all, he felt that there were hands on his face After fumbling around, I was stunned again when I realized that there was a strange face in the mirror.

"How about it? Are my skills very good? I can't even see your original appearance." Qian Xiaoling, who was on the side, was very pleased with Cheng Lan's reaction, folded her arms and looked like she was waiting to be praised .

"So I look like this." Touching his face, he was very satisfied.

"Cough, you...forget it." It seems that he has never seen his own face, so he probably doesn't mind that he makes his face so ugly!

"Okay, let's go." Cheng Lan, who was still nostalgic, pulled up, stepped out of the yard where he had been staying for a few days, and walked towards the market.