CHAPTER 117: What Goes Around Comes Around.

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At that moment, Chi Cheng couldn't help from kissing Wu Suowei's face.


In these past two days, probably his butt wasn't that hurt anymore, and Wu Suowei thought about something else.


"I want to eat pork belly."


Chi Cheng's hand that was holding the vegetable wonton halted, and he lowly said: "Endure for two more days, don't act rashly when you are just slightly better."


"Can't endure anymore." Wu Suowei stared hatefully at the seaweed in the wonton soup, "eating vegetarian food all day, I might turn into a cow!"


Chi Cheng ignored Wu Suowei no matter what he said.


At the end, at eleven o'clock at night, Wu Suowei called Gang Zi while Chi Cheng was having a bath.


"Send me a bowl of pork belly."


Gang Zi answered indifferently, "where can I go and buy pork belly at this time?"


"Isn't there a night market?" Wu Suowei said.


"I am afraid it won't be hygienic, and didn't Chi Cheng say that your stomach was not in a good condition in these past two days?"


Wu Suowei indifferently answered, "It's nothing, help me to bring a bowl of pork belly."


Putting down the phone, he licked his mouth, and his stomach already growled in hunger.


Chi Cheng came out after bathed, saw Wu Suowei lying on his stomach in bed, his mouth affixed to Xiao Cu Bao's body, and Chi Cheng didn't know what he was thinking. Chi Cheng went toward him and slapped his back with his big hand, and Wu Suowei immediately issued a muffled roar.


"What are you doing?" Chi Cheng asked.


Wu Suowei rubbed his nose against Xiao Cu Bao, listless answered, "smelling the meat smell."


"Are your that hungry?" Chi Cheng was leaning against the headboard, one of his strong long leg was bent, and another one was on Wu Suowei's back, and he ridiculed him: "didn't I also haven't eaten 'meat' for several days?"


Wu Suowei naturally knew his meat wasn't that kind of meat, immediately his face darkened, and he replied a sentence.


"You can have it by yourself, I don't have your ability."


Chi Cheng smiled and scratched Wu Suowei's neck, Wu Suowei's chrysanthemum contracted a couple time, and it made him cursed furiously.


Passed one o'clock at night, Chi Cheng was asleep, Wu Suowei dragged his pitiful body to the bathroom.


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