Chapter 180 “Pig” On the Palm 4

"Right, you also think I'm right. That old bastard just left me alone." Yan Zhengya continued to babble.

"Later, I developed the habit of talking to myself. Oh, I know you can't understand, a pig, or such a black wild boar."

"Okay, let's go back and I'll get you something to eat. But what do wild boars eat? Oh, no, you can't be called a wild boar in the future, you are a pig with a name now. Hairy pig!"

"Snoring!" The Fluffy Pig uttered again.

"I'm a little skeptical, are you an ordinary little wild boar, are you a pig demon?" Yan Zhengya patted Mao Maozhu's little head.

"Hulu, Hulu." Mao Maozhu rubbed Yan Zhengya's palm with his small head.

Yan Zhengya was tickled by being rubbed, and laughed: "Of course you can't be a pig demon, how could there be such a stupid pig demon as you, and you still slipped into the arms of the demon master?"

When one person and one pig returned to the Taoist temple, the sky was completely dark.

Yan Zhengya warmed up steamed buns and bacon and ate them together, then looked at Mao Maozhu who was staring at him with black beans, and thought for a while: "Do you eat steamed buns?" He said and handed the other steamed bun to Mao Maozhu mouth.

As a result, the fluffy pig opened its mouth and began to bite. It was delicious and sweet.

In addition to being black and soft, it is also easy to feed.

Yan Zhengya tagged Mao Maozhu again.

At night, when Yan Zhengya was taking a bath, she also bathed Mao Maozhu, and then hugged Mao Maozhu under the covers, and fell asleep together. Not to mention, it's almost autumn, and it's a bit chilly. It's really comfortable to sleep with a piggy in my arms.

However, the next morning, Yan Zhengya was woken up by a strange feeling on her face. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a pair of pig's hoofs stepping back and forth on his face. Seeing that Yan Zhengya woke up, Mao Maozhu seemed very happy, and stepped on it even more happily.

"Stop, my handsome face is going to be deformed by you." Yan Zhengya sat up, and Mao Maozhu fell down with a groan, and then Yan Zhengya reached out to catch him, "I'm going out to do errands today, and hand over the weasel demon I caught yesterday. Go to the list, you can play at home, don't go out of the yard, you know?"

Mao Maozhu obviously didn't know what Yan Zhengya was talking about, and looked at Yan Zhengya with his head tilted in confusion.

"I can't take a pig out. I put food and water in a bowl for you. If you're hungry, you can eat by yourself." Yan Zhengya got up, washed, and muttered while washing her face. The fluffy pig twirled around Yan Zhengya's feet, and finally Yan Zhengya knelt down and wiped it, then it stopped twirling.

But when Yan Zhengya was about to go out, he bit Yan Zhengya's trouser leg and didn't let go no matter what.

"I'll be back in the afternoon."

"Release quickly, I really will be back in the afternoon, I am not lying, oh, I am not lying to pigs, really!"

"The pants are going to be eaten by you. I don't have many pants left."

"Okay, okay, take you there, take you there, let go."

"Really, I'm used to you. I'm going to raise you up and eat you up."

"Hey, I said eat you, what do you call your stomach rumbling? I gave you something to eat, but if you don't eat it, blame me? Forget it, buy buns and eat them, do you want to eat them?"

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Yan Zhengya had a bun in his mouth, and was feeding the bun in his hands, lying in his arms, trying to hold the bun with his two front hooves, but he couldn't hold the fluffy pig steadily. Yan Zhengya ignored the strange eyes of the people around her, and was seriously thinking about a problem. The stuffing in this sauce meat bun is pork, right? Is it okay to feed the hairy pig? Probably not. After all, one is a wild boar and the other is a domestic pig. The species are different, so it should not be considered cannibalism.

He didn't even think about why a little wild boar born less than a month old could eat food like steamed buns.