Sitting on hundreds of billions of supplies, I will be a renter at the end of the day

Chapter 92 Xie Yuan borrows kitchen utensils

"The fluff feels pretty good."

Sang Yu twisted the cool pom-pom in his hand, and with a little force of his fingers, a pit sank into the pom-pom.

Somewhat unexpectedly, Sang Yu placed the pom-pom on the table and pressed it with his palm. The pom-pom instantly turned into a cake.

The excited Sang Yu picked up the velvet cake and began to stretch it, round it, and flatten it. The velvet ball seemed a bit like plasticine and could be kneaded and shaped at will.

But it is better than plasticine. It keeps pulling. When it is about fifty centimeters, it seems to have reached its limit and it can no longer be pulled.

Looking at the thin piece of fluff in his hand, Sang Yu's little face suddenly smiled brightly again.

She was the one who was abrupt.

This virus may not be incapable of being cultivated.

Returning to the space again, Sang Yu looked at the little white velvet ball huddled on the head of the sunflower and no longer dared to eat melon seeds, and his smile gradually became perverted.

"Little one, do you want to live here forever?"

"Jiji?"

The liposuction ball jumped down from the sunflower in an instant, and the black eyes on the white ball suddenly turned pink.

"You can make this thing every day?"

Sang Yu showed the small ball of wool that was rolled into a ball to the liposuction ball.

Liposuction Ball glanced at Sang Yu with some pain, but nodded obediently.

Sang Yu made the decision directly:

"Okay! You can stay here, but you can't live and eat for free!

You can create similar species to live here together, but you have to hand in a ball of pom-poms every day to live here, understand?"

“Jiji!!!”

The pink eyes of the liposuction ball instantly turned into two peach hearts, and the mouth full of fangs grinned upward uncontrollably. The expression looked a little scary, but you could tell that it was very happy.

"Very good, I wish us a happy life here~"

Sang Yu's eyebrows were crescent, and he left the space with a satisfied smile.

Xiaotuanzi also came out together, and the little liposuction ball appeared on its wrist again.

"This is a virus that likes to suck fat. It can't hurt you in space, so you'd better not bring it with you outside.

What if one day you wake up and get sucked into a panda and fucked, you won’t have anywhere to cry.”

Although the liposuction ball looked quite good, Sang Yu still warned him uneasily.

In the space, she is the master, and Xiaotuanzi is also favored by the space and will not be attacked by anything.

But in the outside world, the virus is too uncontrollable. What if Xiaotuanzi wakes up one day or is sucked dry...

Sang Yu couldn't help but trembled instantly.

Xiaotuanzi looked at the liposuction ball with a clever wrist that was used as a pendant. Although he knew that the liposuction ball would not harm it, he still yelled at the liposuction ball and exchanged a few words before sending it back to the space.

Such a cute panda dumpling has been disliked for so long. It is normal for such a little panda dumpling that can be squashed in a hurry and can't be coquettish and cute to be disliked.

After eating and drinking enough, I feel sleepy.

Sang Yu took out a desktop fan from the space and put it on the table to blow it. Then he used the small dumpling as a pillow and lay on the bed and fell asleep.

This night, Sang Yu slept soundly.

Bu Sanfa and Xie Yuan are not so popular.

The lingering smell of rice wafting out of the kitchen made Bu Sanfa lose the energy to continue cleaning the small western-style building.

Originally, he wanted to get some hot water to cook instant noodles, but the pot in the kitchen was too dirty, not to mention Xie Yuan, even he himself disliked it.

As for the electric kettle, this one has long been broken.

Helpless, he could only eat bread and drink mineral water with Xie Yuan.

When he barely filled his stomach and Xie Yuan went up to clean up the bedroom, they faintly smelled the faint smell of mala hotpot.

Bu Sanfa, who was at home, would have disdained this smell, but now that he was in a foreign country, chewing bread and drinking cold water, the fragrance instantly became particularly alluring.

The bedroom was even more difficult to clean. Xie Yuan thought the bed was dirty, so Bu Sanfa could only accept his fate and took off all the sheets and quilts. He took out two pieces of Xie Yuan's clothes from the suitcase and made his bed for him to sleep on.

I opened the window for ventilation, took a rag and started wiping here and there.

It happened that the day was getting hotter and hotter. After a while, Bu Sanfa felt like he was sweating profusely, and his human skin mask... also had edges.

Xie Yuan didn't sleep for long. At around two o'clock in the afternoon, the temperature outside had already reached 47 degrees, but the air conditioner in this house was broken and could not be used.

The two of them were so upset that the afternoon passed like a year.

After five o'clock in the afternoon, the temperature began to slowly drop again.

Unable to bear it, Bu Sanfa randomly found a piece of band-aid and glued the human skin mask with the upturned chin on. He told Xie Yuan to stay here and not run around, and then volunteered to go out.

More than an hour later, he came in carrying large and small bags, with a hint of excitement in his eyes.

"Brother Yuan, we are in for a treat tonight. I was lucky. I bought a lot of seafood and some fruits and vegetables."

He is already ready. When their seafood dinner is ready, he will make Sang Yu look at it, smell it and not eat it!

After watching Bu Sanfa take out a lively turbot fish, a few octopus, a small half bag of shrimps and a few crabs and sea cucumbers from the bag, he also took out a large watermelon, a few oranges and two bunches of grapes from the bag.

, Xie Yuan's beautiful brows couldn't help but frown.

"Where's the pot?"

"Ah! I just said I forgot something! Brother Yuan, what's going on? Most of the shops outside are closed at this time."

Bu Sanfa suddenly realized this and couldn't help but touch his nose awkwardly. He was about to cry in his heart.

"Forget it, go wash the fruits and cut the melons."

Xie Yuan rolled his eyes at Bu Sanfa, and then walked upstairs step by step, stopping in front of the door that had been tightly closed that afternoon.

Then, he heard the quiet sound of a fan blowing, and a strange and somewhat familiar cry.

With doubts in his heart, he knocked on Sang Yu's door.

The owner of the room did not open the door immediately. Xie Yuan first heard the sound of the fan suddenly stop, and the strange squealing sound also disappeared.

About two minutes later, Sang Yu opened the door.

I thought Bu Sanfa was planning something else, but unexpectedly it was Xie Yuan who came, which surprised Sang Yu.

Speaking of which, they have not officially met each other since they met.

"Is something wrong?"

"Ms. Sang, can I borrow your kitchen utensils?

As a thank you, I treat you to a feast of fruit and seafood."

If there hadn't been such a strong lunch contrast at noon, and the seafood bought by Bu Sanfa aroused his appetite, Xie Yuan would have killed himself to borrow something from a girl for dinner.

"Seafood dinner? Are you sure your companion can cook it?"

Sang Yu thought of Bu Sanfa's not-so-smart look, and began to consider the possibility that the food he cooked could be eaten.

"He's not very good.

However, my craftsmanship is not bad, would Miss Sang be willing to try it?"

In order to appear kind and easy to talk to, Xie Yuan managed a rare smile, and with the face of a man in his fifties, he looked a little more kind.

(End of chapter)