My Hot Pot Restaurant in the Underworld is Officially Open for Business

Five o'clock in the morning.

Xiao Bai Longlong opened his amber eyes and woke up vigorously.

He is hungry.

"Ooo~Ooo~" He whispered a few words, but Meng Xiaoni and Guifeng didn't get a response.

The eggshell is just visible.

Little Bailong grabbed the void with his little claws and tried to pounce on his little fleshy wings, stepped over Meng Xiaoni, and got out of bed to eat eggshells.

But the dragon's wings are not strong enough to support the weight of the young dragon.

He just threw himself up with his wings about a palm height, lost his balance in the air, and rolled onto Meng Xiaoni.

Meng Xiaoni from the underworld had a hand that stirred the hot pot and looked down at her body blankly.

what happens?

Seeing that the hot pot restaurant was operating as usual, Guifeng estimated that the time was almost up, and came over to call Meng Xiaoni: "We can go back to the world."

Meng Xiaoni turned to look at Guifeng, nodded and agreed: "Yeah."

world.

Xiao Bailong froze on Meng Xiaoni's body, closed her eyes and dared not move. He was afraid that he would wake Meng Xiaoni.

There was no movement for a while, Xiao Bailong quietly opened one eye and secretly looked at Meng Xiaoni.

Nothing!

Xiao Bailong stretched out his claws, moved his body tentatively, and removed himself from Meng Xiaoni's quilt. He was cautious, not even daring to use his wings, for fear of another accident.

But the reality is cruel.

Xiao Bailong underestimated the size of the bed, patronizing and paying attention to Meng Xiaoni, not even noticing that the edge of the bed had arrived, so he slid halfway off the bed. The center of gravity shifted, and the whole dragon was so frightened that he hooked the sheets.

How sharp is the dragon's nails, how can the world easily resist it?

At least bed sheets can't be made.

"Huh—" Once, one side of the bed sheet instantly turned into a strip of cloth.

The whole dragon fell directly to the ground, staring blankly at the very even strip of cloth in front of him.

Things seem a bit bad.

Xiao Bailong stretched out a paw and hooked the tragic cloth strip.

The cloth strips dangling leisurely, much more innocent than he looked.

Xiao Bailong covered his eyes with two paws, and wailed in a low voice.

Seeing for nothing, he turned around and decided to eat two eggshells first.

The mucus of the eggshell is gone, and it feels crunchy this time. Little Bailong didn't use his claws, he just bit on his head, quack, quack, and then took another bite.

Quiet early in the morning, the birds are calling outside, and the dragon inside is eating breakfast.

After sleeping all night, Xiao Bailong's appetite greatly increased.

Originally, there was still more than half of the eggshell, but it became smaller a little bit, and in the end there was a small piece left.

Small to the size of a baby's palm.

Little Bailong used his nails to cut two pieces, touched his dragon's whiskers, and decided to give the left piece to Meng Xiaoni and the right piece to Guifeng. This eggshell is full of nutrition, they will love it.

Surely... You won't blame him for the cloth strips, right?

Xiao Bailong turned his head and quietly glanced at the sheets, then quickly turned his head back.

Really scared the dragon to death.

Meng Xiaoni is very adaptable, and this time she returned, she escaped into a deep sleep without knowing it. She is completely unaware of what she has done to Xiao Bailong.

On the bed, Guifeng opened his eyes and found that Xiao Bailong had disappeared. He quietly bypassed Meng Xiaoni and stood beside the bed.

Guifeng watched the small movements under the table secretly, and she knew what to say about the stupid little Bailong.

Are the dragons so stupid when they were young?

He flapped his wings and flew easily behind the little white dragon, tilting his head to watch the little white dragon cut the two remaining eggshells a little bit smoother.

The little guy was very satisfied with his head.

When the little guy looked back again and wanted to take the eggshell to bed, he met Guifeng's eyes.

Guifeng's red eyes are very conspicuous.

The little white dragon was holding an eggshell in one hand, and it was frightened. The dragon's tail stood upright there in fright.

"Why didn't you eat all the eggshells?" Guifeng lowered his voice, and asked Xiao Bailong with a crisp voice characteristic of a parrot.

Little Bailong called twice, rather weak.

Guifeng understood: "We don't need to eat eggshells. This eggshell is for you to eat for yourself, to add strength."

Xiao Bailong's whiskers drooped, a little unhappy: "Woo--"

Guifeng had never comforted such a small guy.

He saw that the little white dragon didn't eat eggshells, and the whole dragon shrank a little: "After eating the eggshells and sleeping again, you will be able to talk to your mother. She will be happier when you become stronger. "

Like the phoenix, the dragon takes things like becoming stronger for granted.

Xiao Bailong was obviously happy again when he heard this.

Wind and rain for a while, this is a child.

He obediently put two small pieces of eggshells into his mouth, and after biting them, he happily pushed the ghost phoenix with his head.

Guifeng was almost staggered, a wing stuck on Xiao Bailong's head.

A bird and a dragon are ready to turn back on the bed.

Guifeng turned around and saw the cloth sheets at a glance.

Guifeng: "..."

If he remembers correctly, Meng Xiaoni's sheets are not ribbon-style.

Guifeng walked to the bed sheet, then looked at Xiao Bailong.

Xiao Bailong stayed on the spot, and Guifeng discovered the secret of the bed sheet, and hurriedly covered his eyes with his paws, pretending that he could not see anything. The problem is that his white paws can't cover his whole body even if he covers his eyes.

So Guifeng witnessed that the dragon came invisible on the spot in order to avoid the bed sheet problem.

Guifeng: "..."

The edge of the bed sank slightly, showing that Xiao Bailong was trying to escape the crime scene.

What else can I do?

Don't let Xiao Bailong put it back into the eggshell.

Guifeng flew to the bed, pecked a handful of Xiao Bailong's head, and then fell to the inside of the bed.

One dragon and one bird were so noisy, Meng Xiaoni was still asleep in bed very soundly, and she didn't mean to wake up at all.

Until the alarm goes off.

Meng Xiaoni grabbed the phone in a daze, pressed the alarm clock off, and then curled up into the quilt again: "Hmm—"

She didn't want to get up at all.

The bed is so comfortable.

People are iron, and beds are magnets. She can't get up.

The little white dragon showed the dragon's body, and curiously poked the ball of quilt with his paw. Fortunately, he didn't poke a hole in the quilt.

Meng Xiaoni in the quilt: "Huh?"

Little Bailong: "Woo~"

Meng Xiaoni felt that she could understand Dragon Language: "Good morning."

The little white dragon called excitedly.

Guifeng stood above the quilt, with a subtle tone: "If I wake up, I have something to tell you."

Meng Xiaoni struggled to stick her head out of the quilt, looked at the bed with a little sleepiness, and the Guifeng standing on her body: "What's the matter? Is it from the underground palace?"

Guifeng glanced at Xiaolong who was paralyzed on the bed with a guilty conscience, and talked about the early morning thing first: "Xiaobai has eaten all the eggshells. He wanted to save one for you, and I let him eat them all. "

noob?

Meng Xiaoni remembered the dragon last night.

She turned to Xiao Bailong in a daze: "Humans don't eat eggshells."

Xiaobai pleases: "Wow~"

Guifeng saw that they had a deep affection between mother and child early in the morning, and there was no euphemism this time: "When getting in and out of bed, he pulled your sheets into strips."

You can understand all the Chinese characters, how do you put them together...

Meng Xiaoni felt that she couldn't understand why.

What ** sheet is pulled into a cloth strip?

Isn't she sleeping on the sheets now, but on the cloth strips?

Meng Xiaoni tilted her head and touched the bed sheet next to her head in confusion: "It seems, it hasn't become a cloth strip yet?"

Guifeng: "The sheets beside the bed."

Meng Xiaoni got up, got out of the quilt, tilted her body and looked on the bed.

When the bed sheet full of girlish air was set, it really turned into a strip of cloth at this moment, each of which was half a centimeter in size, so symmetrical that it seemed that the sheet was born with such a strip of cloth.

Meng Xiaoni: "..."

She paused, with a very complicated tone: "Dragon claws, are they so sharp?"

Guifeng looked at the little dragon who suddenly learned to pretend to be dead: "...Much sharper than you think. To a certain extent, the dragon is the physical attack system, and I am the law attack system. Even if the white dragon will snow, it will snow. You can understand it as a performance program."

Meng Xiaoni: "..."

She felt that it was snowing in the summer, it was not a show, it was a deterioration of the climate and a precursor to the demise of mankind.

Meng Xiaoni looked at Xiao Bailong.

At this moment, the little white dragon is innocent and weak. Obviously he didn't intentionally break Meng Xiaoni's sheets, but they have been broken now. Apart from being paralyzed and pretending to be dead, he couldn't think of a better solution in his head.

Obviously, the knowledge inherited by the dragon family only taught him the most basic hard-core knowledge, but did not teach him how to be a dragon.

What can Meng Xiaoni say?

She was a little awake, sat back on the bed and spoke to Xiao Bailong seriously: "The bed sheet is broken."

Xiaolong heard the seriousness in Meng Xiaoni's tone, and her momentum was rather weak.

Fearing that he would not understand, Meng Xiaoni turned her head and said to Guifeng: "You translate what I said for him."

Guifeng: "...He can understand now."

Meng Xiaoni nodded.

The best to understand.

Meng Xiaoni continued to Xiaolong: "If the bed sheet is broken, I can't sleep. We need to buy a new bed sheet. This requires money."

Xiao Bailong widened his amber eyes: "Aoaoao——"

Cheng, Meng Xiaoni still doesn't understand Dragon Language. The previous understanding is just an illusion of herself.

She looked at Guifeng.

Guifeng helplessly translate: "Xiaobai said, he can make money for you."

If Xiao Bailong is really a human being, it would be much easier to make money. But the problem Xiao Bailong is not. In particular, the little white dragon is now completely a baby in the human category.

And, it's a black baby.

It is totally impossible to make money.

Meng Xiaoni wasn't going to let Xiao Bailong go out to make money.

She gestured a "one" with her finger: "You have to do something for me, and when it is done, I will buy a new bed sheet and lay it on. This is a punishment and a help."

Xiao Bailong immediately nodded his little head.

His dragon's whiskers trembled and his tail flicked, much happier than before.

Things that can be solved are not things.

The little guy is relieved now.

Meng Xiaoni thought for a while: "We have opened a hot pot restaurant in our house. In the evening, all kinds of ghosts will come to eat hot pot. You have to take care of the door and not run around."

The little guy listened and nodded very seriously.

It's just a mere gatekeeper!

Guifeng looked at Bai Weichen as a dragon, obedient and obedient, and would even be responsible for guarding the door in the future, and fell into a lost thought: Is this a pure-blood winged white dragon?

Is there really no pedigree such as pet dogs?

Meng Xiaoni rubbed the small faucet: "Okay, I will get up now to wash. If you want to follow me, you must hide yourself well, and you can't show up casually."

Xiaobai yelled twice again to show her promise.

Meng Xiaoni smiled and bent her eyes, now she was completely awake.

It's another day for hot pot to open.

come on.