Chapter 1193: The cute little general who has become the "Oiran" (78)
After thinking about it, Ya Ya finally couldn't bear it anymore, and flew to the small table again with flapping wings.
I saw it pick up a brush with its beak, and awkwardly splashed ink on the rice paper.
Then he picked up the paper with a few large characters crooked and flew back in front of Xiang Xing, shaking at her.
——"A Xing, that's the father of the original owner, but not your father. Why are you sad!!!"
Three big exclamation marks are curved and splashed, like three caterpillars, it is hard not to attract people's eyes.
He also succeeded in shaking the little guy in front of him slightly.
The dull and soft eyes trembled slightly, and finally recovered a trace of expression, and slowly lifted up, staring at the duck eagle.
"...Guckoo!!"
Ducky was overjoyed, and quickly spit out the paper, flew to Xiang Xing's subconsciously raised arm, and stood on his head.
The little guy blinked his eyes softly, and finally turned on the sound transmission secretly silently.
In the next second, Duck Duck's anxious howling sounded through my mind:
[A Xing, why are you fat? You will be autistic because of this kind of plot character... I didn't say that, except for Ambassador Xiangfu, everything in these small worlds is fake, made up! ]
[I know it's fake. ]
Xiang Xing tilted his small head, and the words were very calm. [I didn't play autism for Xiang Junxian, you think too much. ]
[...Then why did you suddenly become a wooden person? ]
Ya Ya gave her a vengeful look.
The little guy paused for a while, but only shook his head silently.
The voice is soft, and I can't hear much mood swings, [There is no reason, it's just a daze. ]
[Really? ]
Ya Ya blinked mung bean eyes suspiciously, with a look of disbelief.
But looking at the little guy's face gradually showing fatigue, it sighed secretly, and finally stopped asking her.
[Well, let's go to bed early, it's already late. ]
Ya Ya spread its wings and patted Xiang Xing's shoulder lightly.
Then he fluttered to the bed, took the quilt with a pointed beak, and carefully made the bed for her.
Seeing Xiang Xing's face flattered: [Have you changed sex? ]
She would actually make her bed!
[...Benga is because you are in a bad mood! Just take care of you! ]
Duck with wings akimbo, groaned unhappily, [Also, what's the turning point! He is a very gentleman duck! ! ]
[right? ]
Xiang Xing recalled what a rectal animal looked like when it solved its excretion needs, and couldn't help but snorted.
You really can't get along with a gentleman.
Well, forget it.
After thinking about it, the little guy shook his head, and finally climbed onto the bed and got into the bed.
Inside the house, one person and one eagle fell asleep quickly because of fatigue.
As everyone knows, at this moment, there was a slight movement outside the door not far away, as if the air was pierced by a sharp blade.
As if someone left in a hurry.
...
The next day.
[... I said A Xing, do you really care about this scumbag? ? ]
Outside the thatched yard, Duck Duck Eagle squatted on top of Xiang Xing's head, rolling her eyes silently while watching the movement in the yard.
Humph, if you don't care, why do you even come over to peep!
It slandered angrily, but unexpectedly, there was a sudden pain in the bird's ass.
Xiang Xing directly swallowed a small amount of bird feathers for it, and held it in his hand angrily.
The tone is angry: [I'm squatting what I want! ]