sweeping the empire every day

Within 10 minutes, An Qingjue retreated.

An Qingjue is not a good-tempered person, and the memory of learning medicine when she was a child is so deep that now seeing such a "smart" bird, she just feels exhausted and has nothing to love;

"...&*%￥#@#?" The moon-white bird spit out a series of irrelevant words, An Qingjue paused slightly while holding the light brain, and looked at the moon-white bird with clear eyes. , unfathomable;

The little bird faintly felt a little cold, opened her beautiful blue eyes, a layer of water mist drifted out of them, and blinked in confusion and helplessness, looking very cute,

An Qingjue shut down the light brain without making a sound, picked up the limp moon-white bird, and said calmly, "Go to sleep."

"Chir... chirp...!" Don't interrupt my study!

The moon-white bird, who was trying to move upward and aggressive, was unwilling in an instant. After struggling for a long time, she never struggled with An Qingjue. The little bird's struggle gradually subsided, and it consciously burrowed into An Qingjue's shoulder socket, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

An Qingjue: "..."

He shouldn't have overestimated the brain capacity of this little thing.

The Creator is really amazing. Thousands of years ago, the Moon Warbler was almost the most intelligent spirit beast, and almost the favorite companion of the Flower Demon. Now...

The only moon warbler in the world can't even learn the language;

Looking at Xiaoniao with eyes as dark as wells, he faintly revealed two complicated emotions. The one who tortured this little thing to learn the common language... is simply himself!

When An Qingjue got up at noon, the moon-white bird was still curled up into a small ball and nestled in the pillow, the moon-white fluff seemed to glisten, it looked pitiful and cute, and An Qingjue's hands were itchy when he saw it. I couldn't help rubbing it twice before getting up to wash up;

As soon as I opened the door, I heard that shrill scream: "... Chirp... Chirp!"

The moon-white bird fluttered its little wings, its blue eyes were dark and dark, full of anger and grievance, fluctuating from high to low, before it landed on An Qingjue's shoulder with a "snap" sound. As soon as he landed, he gave An Qingjue a bite on the neck.

"Chirp, chirp, chirp!!!" The moon-white bird screamed angrily. When it was emotional, it would directly poke An Qingjue's fair and tender neck once or twice. He hugged him down, dodged left and right, and trembled in a shrill voice, "Chirp! Chirp, chirp, chirp!!!!"

The voice was sharp and desolate, as if asking questions;

An Qingjue felt as if she had been pricked by some sharp price, and slowly touched the bird's down. After being pecked by the bird a few times without letting go, she finally sighed: "There will be no next time."

The moon-white bird suddenly became quiet, and was held in the palm of An Qingjue's hand so quietly. There was no impurity in the beautiful blue eyes, as blue as the sky, clear and flawless;

An Qingjue's deep black eyes and the blue eyes of the moon-white bird were facing each other deeply. He saw his own shadow in it, as if only him could be seen in the eyes of the moon-white bird. There was a faint warmth in her phoenix eyes, the warmth was like the light in the dark night, warming people's hearts;

"I won't," he paused, as if he had made up his mind, and spoke slowly, as if he wanted to smash every word into his heart, "letting go of yourself."

His deep black eyes fixedly stared at him, as if making a promise. The moon-white bird looked at him fixedly, as if confirming the authenticity of his words, and it took a long time before it cried happily: "Chirp!"

The moon-white bird hopped a few times from his palm, and then jumped back onto An Qingjue's shoulder consciously. An Qingjue pulled him down and watched his moon-white fluff fluttering into a circle. Get the bird into the bathroom, and finally wash him;

It was the first time for An Qingjue to do this kind of work. It was obviously very difficult for An Qingjue. The moon-white bird was hurt several times by him, and she turned her head to protest, but the soft "chirp chirp" was not threatening at all. Acting like a baby, adding a bit of immaturity and cuteness;

After An Qingjue finally helped the moon-white bird finish the fluff, he saw a lot of moon-white fluff on the ground, and the moon-white bird lay on his shoulder a little aggrieved, feeling that his back still hurts now It hurts, men really don't have any common sense and no patience at all. When the fluff is knotted, they just pull it hard. I don't know how to untangle it softly. How painful it is to pull the fluff off!

The moon-white bird scolded indignantly in his heart. He was impatient, sympathetic, and not kind at all. He wanted to abandon him over and over again, and wanted to raise other people over and over again. If it wasn't for his own mechanism, now Men are all Sannomiya Sixth Hospital!

The moon-white bird poked the man's neck indignantly, its soft beak had no attack power at all, An Qingjue frowned and whispered: "Itchy, don't make trouble."

The words have been indulged many times more than before. The moon-white bird hummed twice, rubbed the man's neck with the tip of its pink and moist nose, and finally stretched out its little pink tongue carefully to lick the man. delicate skin;

hiss……

He sucked in a breath of air-conditioning silently, the place was soft and greasy, with a faint fragrance, like a beam of tiny electric current passing through his limbs and bones in an instant, making his heart numb, and even the hair on his body trembled. instantly exploded;

The moon-white bird looked at the white and tender neck coldly, and moved his beak subconsciously. He had never enjoyed such a taste before. He had never tasted the taste of sex at such a big age, and now , he only felt something slowly spread in his lower body, a heat was advancing step by step in his blood vessels, passing through his internal organs with the blood circulation, making every corner of his body hot;

He looked straight at the man's neck, which was fair and tender, slightly wet from the action just now, and stood out against the surrounding dry skin. It was like a piece of delicious cake, exuding a bewitching aroma. , urging him to step forward and swallow it in one gulp;

The moon-white bird moved closer to the man, his soft beak was poking at that spot, and the beak seemed to be gradually hardening,

So fragrant...

The blue eyes of the moon-white bird slowly dimmed. There seemed to be an unknown violent force flowing through his body, devouring his nerves every minute and every second. There was nothing in his brain and nothing in his eyes. Nothing, the whole body, every cell, every fluff, is staring at this part of the man;

After a long while, the tip of her pink tongue protruded lightly, then licked it lightly, and quickly retracted;

The tension and anxiety were intertwined with the pleasure of fulfilling his long-cherished wish, which made his paws locked. The little touch just now did not relieve his desire-desire, but made his desire-desire even stronger. His eyes looked at that place quietly, the tip of his pink tongue stuck out again, and then he licked it quickly;

The dark blue eyes couldn't help showing some interest, the moon-white bird breathed harder, and stared at it more closely, like a beast staring at his long-coveted prey, hiding in secret, hoping to die soon. In a word, the whole body and mind are caught in tension, and there are countless excitements in this tension, and its fluff gradually becomes hard and neat, one by one, no longer as soft as before;

It was still early at this time, and students one after another walked towards their respective teaching buildings. The moon-white bird was hidden behind An Qingjue's hair, and the smooth and shiny black hair occasionally brushed against the moon-white bird. body, made him tremble even more;

At this moment, a female voice suddenly sounded, "Brother Qing..."

The sudden soft female voice crashed into Yuebai Xiaoniao's mind like a beam of thunder, his eyes widened in an instant, guilty and angry, he stared angrily, and saw that woman pitifully said: "...Brother Qing ,how is your day?"

The moon-white bird was furious, wishing he could go over and scratch that annoying woman to death with his paws, how dare he seduce his seducer!

An Qingjue didn't think that "Brother Qing" was referring to herself, so she bypassed Yan Yaojia. He didn't have Yan Yaojia's memory in his mind, and he didn't know how Yan Yaojia called the original owner before. He just brushed his hair casually and squeezed the claws of the moon-white bird, as if to warn him to be more honest;

The moon-white bird snorted indignantly, the moon-white beak showing a hint of pink, and poked the man's neck, as if venting his anger, and inadvertently stretched out the tip of his pink tongue, savoring the hook carefully. - the sweetness of man;

"Don't make trouble." The man's low voice came, not as indifferent as usual, but rather conniving;

An Qingjue has always been aware of this little thing holding grudges, how many times this little thing has poked him along the way, and he doesn't care about it, anyway, his beak is soft and soft, it doesn't hurt at all, but a little itchy. The little thing is addicted to poking, he doesn't want to do it anymore;

Yan Yaojia watched An Qingjue bypass her in disbelief, gritted her teeth and followed her, and then heard An Qingjue's rare and gentle voice, she couldn't tell how happy she was, An Qingjue really didn't forget her!

That's right, in the past, he loved himself so much that he would rather die to prove his love, and would rather be kicked out of the house than break the engagement with him, so how could he give up on himself in just a few days?

It's just playing hard to get;

And what I need to do is to give him some unrealistic hopes.

"Brother Qing, Hua and I are relieved to see that you are doing well." Her eyes happened to be filled with sadness, which showed that she was not as relaxed as she said, "Auntie and uncle really miss you, and Hua also misses you." You are a big brother, so let me invite you to have a small gathering tonight, would you like Brother Qing?"

There were two flashes of light in her eyes suddenly, as if faith appeared in the predicament, she said with some expectation, "If you go, aunt and uncle will be very happy, and so will Hua. Then, I will also be happy." Will be happy."

Try putting elders and fiancé first, and appropriately expressing her miss for her brother, Yan Yaojia felt that if she was a man, she would fall in love with such a righteous self.

An Qingjue turned a deaf ear, as if she didn't hear anything, turned her head and entered the classroom;

The moon-white bird snorted coldly on the man's shoulder, imprinted the girl's voice, appearance and appearance in his mind, and then poked the man again,

Let you attract bees and butterflies!

...Here, it can only be mine.

The eyes were getting darker and darker, and the moon-white bird couldn't control the yearning flowing in the blood, and finally got closer to An Qingjue, rubbing the tip of her moist pink nose against An Qingjue, as if she was acting like a baby.