So, Mi Xiaoxiao fell asleep hugging the tree trunk, and time passed quietly.

Half an hour passed, but there was no reaction from the man opposite. Mi Xiaoxiao opened her eyes, glanced at him cautiously, and then continued to move.

An hour has passed...

Ji Xun, who was opposite him, still didn't make any movement. He only blinked occasionally. Other than that, there was no movement. Mi Xiaoxiao looked at him again and closed her eyes silently. It's just for an hour. Let's see who can survive it. who!

Four hours have passed...

Mi Xiaoxiao's hands and feet were a little numb, but the man opposite him still showed no sign of wanting to move. His face was expressionless, like a real-life wooden man. Mi Xiaoxiao gritted his teeth and continued. He persisted for four hours and was still afraid. Two more hours?

Ten hours have passed...

The golden sun slowly set from the sky, not even a trace of afterglow was shed. Darkness replaced the light. Tamo, who was sleeping, also slowly woke up. Looking at the big and small still holding the tree trunk motionless, he began to have a headache.

Is it possible that this disease is still contagious?

Thinking about it, Tamo stood up, stretched out lazily, turned around and stared at the little figure on the tree, jumped up a few times, and sat down next to Mi Xiaoxiao, a pair of charming foxes. He stared at Mi Xiaoxiao unblinkingly, his burning eyes wishing to carve a hole in Mi Xiaoxiao's body.

Hua, on the other hand, had also rushed over a long time ago. She stood under the tree and looked at Mi Xiaoxiao's actions. There was confusion in her eyes, but there was also a slight light. Could it be that this little female's medicinal skills were better than hers? But what does it mean to be so motionless?

Mo Ziyi looked at the scene in front of him with a strange smile on his face, which seemed to be disdain, ridicule, excitement, and indifference.

Shi Nuo sat still and didn't move, because he believed that what you did was naturally justified.

As for Pal and Lisuo, one of them had nothing to do with themselves, hanging high, and the other had deep eyebrows, staring at the dark night in front of them, not knowing what they were thinking.

Just like this, everyone had different thoughts, but Mi Xiaoxiao couldn't express her pain. God knows she held the tree trunk and held this position for so long. Her hands and feet were so sore, as if they were no longer her own, and they were extremely stiff. , want to move but dare not move.

I feel like crying, but there are no tears. Moreover, there is such a beautiful fox next to me staring at me. Is it inexplicably awkward?

Although this rapid heartbeat comes out of nowhere.

Just when it was almost eleven hours, the man opposite finally moved. He slowly turned his head and stared at Mi Xiaoxiao with a pair of gray eyes, as if full of doubts. Mi Xiaoxiao was full of expectation and paused. After a pause, he said: "Are you also a fruit?"

Mi Xiaoxiao: "..."

Why, it turns out that he hugged a tree for so long and wore a piece of red animal skin, imagining himself as a fruit, probably a big bayberry...

Originally, she thought this guy would imagine herself as a flower, a caterpillar or something, but she didn't expect it to be a fruit. Is there such a big fruit?

Mi Xiaoxiao also forgot that there are no such big fruits, and naturally there are no such big caterpillars.

"Uh, yes, I, I am a fruit too." Mi Xiaoxiao nodded awkwardly, admitting that she was a fruit. This feeling was so wonderful, especially when beside her, there was an old fox trying to hold back his laughter. Don't feel too comfortable.

She felt so comfortable that she wanted to beat this old fox to death in a matter of seconds.

After thinking about it, he felt that something was missing, and then he stared at Ji Xun and added: "We are the same kind." In this way, we can always enter his world of thought, right?

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