At this moment, on the roof, Pulao was holding the little blue bird and looking at the blue sky in the distance, while muttering unhappily: "Gongfu has been begging for your saliva for thousands of years, but you ignored it. Now, But you gave the blue water to a man who wanted to use you as a weapon?"
Little Lanfu glanced lazily at Pulao and pointed to the milk sac next to him.
Pulao had no choice but to hand it over to her resignedly.
Little Lanfu held her milk sac in her mouth, closed her eyes, put her little fat legs across Pulao's body, hid in the shadow of Pulao's body, and fell asleep after a while.
The sun is just right, but it¡¯s a bit too hot, so it¡¯s just right for a nap.
Feng Qingchen felt refreshed immediately after taking a bath. He stood in front of the tub and looked down at An Yi who was dressing him.
The thin white robe is embroidered with a phoenix pattern. Under the snow-white sleeves, the slender arms are cold and smooth. The skin is as jade-like as ice, and the black hair hangs down, reflecting the light and shadow.
Feng Qingchen lowered his eyes, with an affectionate tenderness at the corner of his lips. He lowered his head and kissed the woman's face dishonestly. His cold fingers carefully rubbed An Yi's smooth chin and whispered, "Anyway, we'll have it soon." Take it off, why bother?"
An Yi's little face turned red when he teased her, and she whispered: "Don't make trouble, your arm is injured"
"There is another arm" Feng Qingchen's voice was sexy and delicate, with a hint of coquettishness, "I am reborn after a disaster, why don't you celebrate?"
"Little Lanfu hasn't drank milk yet" An Yi's voice was dry. She couldn't help but get drunk with such a gorgeous and tempting man, and her soul was given to him by the gods.
"She is a spirit, I can't starve her to death!" Feng Qingchen picked up An Yilai with her uninjured arm, put her on the bed, pressed her down, and laughed softly, "Let me tell you. , one hand is enough, do you think this martial arts training is in vain?"
Although the words were very serious, An Yi could hear the smell of driving. She gently punched Feng Qingchen's chest, but she saw the man's soft black hair and voluptuous collarbone.
On the roof, Little Blue Fu stretched her little fat arms and legs, turned to look at Pulao who was shielding her from the sun, stretched out her little hand, and pulled his hair.
¡°You little rascal, if you pull my hair again, I¡¯ll leave you alone!¡± Pulao opened his eyes and shouted impatiently.
This time, instead of letting go, Little Lanfu fiercely pulled off a bunch of Pulao's hair.
"You" Pu Lao yelled angrily, "Do you know how difficult it is for me to grow these hairs? You wait, why are you putting my hair in your little bag?"
There is a small pocket in front of little Lanfu's clothes. Her favorite luminous pearl is hidden in her small pocket, and now Pulao's hair is stuffed into it.
Pulao blushed, folded his arms and said, "It's useless to please me. I just can't help them. If I continue to help them, I will become a little old man!"
When Pulao first transformed into a human form, he looked only 12 or 13 years old. Now he looks 13 or 14 years old. He is already one year older. This is not a good sign.
He didn¡¯t want the human form he finally managed to create to be that of an old man.
??Little Lanfu couldn¡¯t help but roll his eyes, please? She was using it to curse Pulao, okay, let him make my mother suffer so much. If my father had gone too late, my mother would have died!