Make My Food

Bai Ji slept for thousands of years. When he woke up, his eyes were black with hunger, and he ran out from the deep mountains and forests to look for food. The high-rise buildings and steel and concrete felt strange to him, but fortunately he found the food he wanted as soon as he came out of the mountain. The steady stream of spiritual energy in this man made him feel full for the first time. Baiji ran up to the man and said fiercely: "Be my food. I won't eat you in one bite, but I will taste it slowly." Lu Jun looked at the black-haired boy in front of him quietly, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly: "Okay." Sweet, sweet, sweet! Intention: Self-reliance and self-reliance