Lucky Cub Cub and his brother are in the control group

The few people on the side also clearly felt the change between the two.

"Xiaozhou, Xiaofubao, what's the matter with you?" Song Nanchen asked worriedly.

Only then did Sang Wanzhou come back to his senses and look at his little cub, his expression was exactly the same as he had just now.

"It's okay." Sang Wanzhou shook his head and patted Xiao Fubao on the back.

Xiao Fubao also came back to his senses.

The strange feeling didn't last long and then disappeared.

The panic just now left a huge shadow on the two of them.

But the show must go on.

Sitting on the side, Ji Yucheng took a meat-cutter knife and cut a lamb chop and placed it in front of Xiao Fubao.

"Okay, okay, don't think about anything else, look at how delicious the lamb chops are, you can still be distracted with something so delicious in front of you."

Xiao Fubao still had lingering fears.

But after smelling the savory grilled lamb chops in front of him, all the panic disappeared in an instant.

She couldn't wait to put on the disposable plastic gloves, grabbed the lamb chop, which was as long as her arm, "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhss"s bit down on the bite.

It's completely different from the lamb chops I ate in that black shop last time.

The taste of the seasoning is not very strong, and it does not smell bad, and it retains the original juice and taste of the mutton.

It is also slightly charred while roasting, making it more delicious.

"En! This is delicious!" Xiao Fubao's eyes lit up, and he raised the lamb chops in front of Sang Wanzhou, "Brother, you have a bite too!"

Sang Wanzhou: "."

【Ha ha ha ha!Sang Wanzhou, a clean freak, hesitated!How could he eat something that someone else bitten? 】

【Ha ha ha ha!I read full resistance from Sang Wanzhou's eyes, how much does he dislike the things the little baby has eaten? 】

[Come, come, come, I'll make a pack of spicy strips, and I'll bet that Sang Wanzhou won't eat what the little one has bitten! 】

in the witness of all.

Sang Wanzhou slowly lowered his head to approach the lamb chop, and took a small bite at a new place.

"Well, it tastes good."

Ji Yucheng cut another mutton chop and put it in front of Sang Wanzhou, jokingly said: "You are so big and you still grab it with your sister, come here, you eat this."

"Thank you."

A very pleasant meal.

After eating, everyone went back to their yurts to take a bath and wash up.

Xiao Fubao squatted in the suitcase and rummaged through his pajamas.

Sang Wanzhou leaned against the head of the bed and closed her eyes to rest.

Both of them had turned off their microphones.

Xiao Fubao was about to take a bath with his pajamas in hand, when suddenly Sang Wanzhou's nonsensical words came from behind him: "Did you also have a strange feeling just now?"

Little Fubao nodded obediently: "Well, Fubao felt so flustered, as if he had lost something. It was the same as when he learned that Master had left."

Sang Wanzhou didn't speak any more, and Xiao Fubao left to take a bath.

In fact, he has never believed that there is such a thing as telepathy in the world.

But when Xiao Fubao is sad, he can feel it.

Now the two felt the same feeling together again.

Is this the telepathy between blood relations?
They are both fine, so who did the accident?
Sang Wanzhou suddenly opened his eyes and sat up, a trace of disbelief flashed across his eyes.

Is it
No. Impossible.

It can't be him.

But he thought of his career and what he was looking for.

Always makes him feel uneasy.

Thinking of this, Sang Wanzhou couldn't sit still any longer, put on his shoes and rushed directly into the yurt where the director was, regardless of the jacket.