Dumb and lovely foodie: divine doctor mother and cool father - Chapter 155

Gu Guan’s scalp is numb. She has a bad feeling.

“Mom, you’re getting fat.” Gu Zhao spoke loudly.

Gu Guan’s body froze for a long time. He reacted and waved his hand vigorously, “it’s impossible. How can I be fat? Your mother is slim and graceful… ”

Gu Zhao leaned over, grabbed the meat on Gu Guan’s neck, grabbed a big lump, “fat.”

Just two words, Gu Guan’s thousands of words and countless sophistry reasons turned into ashes.

Words are powerless in the face of facts.

Feng Qing chuckled, “Gu Guan, in fact, I’m not surprised that you’re getting fat. What do you think you’ve done these days?”

Gu Guan recalled what she had done in these days. She was hungry, ate, slept, woke up and continued to eat.

It seems that she didn’t do anything serious except eat and sleep.

Swallowed a mouthful of saliva, Gu Guan’s colorful world suddenly became gray.

“I’m fat.” Gu Guan hesitated again and again. He still pinched his abdomen. Sure enough, there was a layer of fat, not thick, but it was really fat.

Gu Guan was badly hit. For a long time, he was depressed and silent. He followed Feng Qing to the top of the dragon blood tree.

The top of the dragon blood tree has lush branches, leaves and branches layer by layer, and the green carpet is soft but tough. People can stand on it and move freely.

There are few people on the top of the tree. They either sit cross legged or stand with their hands down. They all look up at the small light balls flashing holy light on their heads. Those small light balls are the dragon blood holy fruit that attracts countless geniuses.

The dragon blood sacred fruit is not yet fully mature and floats in the void. If there is no light, it connects the dragon blood sacred tree and the dragon blood sacred fruit to provide nutrients for the dragon blood sacred fruit.

Gu Guan turned a blind eye to this situation and was indifferent. Her mind was full of the terrible fact that she had gained three kilograms.

Feng Qing and Gu Zhao glanced at Gu Guan and strolled around the neighborhood, big and small.

They didn’t persuade Gu Guan, but Gu Guan cared very much. She remembered it day and night, read it all the time, and suffered every minute.

He only gained three kilograms, not 30 kilograms or 300 kilograms. Does Gu Guan need to look for life and death?

Feng Qing and Gu Zhao said they did not understand women’s ideas.

Gu Guan stood where she was, her eyes blankly, and a voice suddenly came to her mind.

“Gu Guan, you are the best. Gu Guan, you are the most beautiful. ”

“Gu Guan, we can’t be too perfect. God is jealous of beauty. What if we have a little more meat for our lives? Plump women are more attractive.”

“Believe in yourself, you are the best.”

Gu Guan, who was hungry and crazy, said to move herself, stop blocking herself, accept the world and reality. The key is to eat something delicious quickly. She was so hungry that she couldn’t stand it.

Gu Guan stealthily takes something out of the green space to eat and swallows it. The dessert crumbs at the corners of her mouth have not been wiped off. As soon as she turns her head, Feng Qing and Gu Zhao stare at her without blinking.

“What’s the matter?” Gu Guan asked in a low voice.

Gu Guan thought for a moment. I’ll just eat. Do you need to look at me like that?

Gu Guan raised her chest and vowed, “I haven’t eaten anything for many days. I must have lost ten kilograms. Now I eat something and won’t get fat at all.”

Feng Qing didn’t speak to avoid hurting Gu Guan’s face.

Gu Zhao patted Gu Guan on the shoulder and looked like “baowazi is so filial”.

Gu Guan gritted her teeth and really wanted to beat them hundreds of times.

After eating something, Gu Guan looked around with a radiant face and full of surprise.

The dragon blood holy fruit suspended in the air is like bright stars, mysterious and out of reach.

“Can’t we take them now?” Gu Guan asked.

“No, the dragon blood holy fruit is still some time away from maturity. As long as the dragon blood holy fruit is mature, the light film protecting them will break, and then the dragon blood holy fruit can be picked. ” Feng Qing explained.

“How many days will it take?”

“About three days.”

The time of about three days is not long or short. It passed in the blink of an eye.

Gu Guan blinked thousands of times. An hour hasn’t passed yet.

Bored to the extreme, Gu Guan took out a pair of mahjong from the green space and asked Feng Qing to play with her to pass the time.

The next day, everyone on the top of the dragon blood tree surrounded a place, noisy and noisy.

“Hey, don’t play this card.”

“Ha ha, I ate it.”

“I told you not to play this card. Don’t play this card. You don’t listen. Look, you’ve been eaten!”

“Go, people who can’t beat get up quickly. Don’t occupy the pit and don’t shit.”

Gu Guan and Feng Qing stood outside the crowd, looking at the group of geniuses who went deep into the magic barrier and sighed.

“You are a sinner.” Feng Qing said.

“Sorry, I’m a sinner.” Gu Guan admitted.

In the noise, the third day passed.

Gu Guan and Feng Qing have a good rest and feel refreshed. Gu Guan holds Gu Zhao and Feng Qing is ready.

Feng Qing’s strength is above Gu Guan. It’s best for him to rob the dragon blood holy fruit.

Gu Guan devotes herself to taking care of Gu Zhao, so that Feng Qing has no worries.

Sasha!

There is no wind in the world of little dragon trees.

The crowd stopped, dropped their cards and rushed to the void with red eyes.

PA, PA, the light film of dragon blood holy fruit broke one by one, and the red fruit the size of an adult man’s fist fell down.

Feng Qing prepared for a long time, his eyes swept, his body moved like the wind, and in an instant, he harvested eight dragon blood holy fruits.

Gu Guan holds Gu Zhao, and a dragon blood holy fruit falls into Gu Zhao’s hands.

Gu zhaoding looked at the fruit in his hand. The red skin was fresh, tender and attractive. Gu Zhao immediately went online to eat the goods. He wiped the dragon blood holy fruit on his clothes and opened his mouth to bite it.

“Wait.” Gu Guan hurried out a voice to stop Gu Zhao. “Don’t eat indiscriminately. Who knows whether it’s delicious or not. If it’s bitter, do I see you cry?”

Gu Zhao likes sweets and hates bitter things.

Gu Zhao shrunk his neck and stuffed the dragon blood holy fruit into Gu Guan. “Baowazi doesn’t want it. Baowazi doesn’t want to eat bitter fruit. It’s not delicious.”

“You don’t want it. How about giving it to your brother?”

Gu Guan didn’t come and remembered to open his mouth. A hoarse voice of a rough mine hit Gu Guan like an arrow, which caught her off guard.

A strong young man with a beard and a height of more than two meters came face to face. The man had a baby face, dressed in white, and his strong black clothes tightly wrapped his over developed muscles.

Baby face, excessive hair muscles and two attractive features are strangely combined in men.

Men are walking spotlights. They stand out everywhere.

“Little brother, you don’t want that fruit. Will you give it to your brother?” The man whispered as softly as he could.

Gu Zhao shook his head. “Baowazi’s mother wants this fruit. Baowazi wants to give it to baowazi’s mother.”

The man said, “then I can only rob.”