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Facing Chuhua in human form, Zhaobao still doesn't like to talk much.

He just shook his phone, which meant he was waiting for Chuhua's statement.

Zhaobao's entire face is still mosaic, it's called a bird... not so nervous anymore.

Chuhua calmed down and decided to sue first: "Why is my mobile phone here with you?"

After all, Chuhua has been in human society before, so she won't give up easily.

He has a magic weapon to protect his body. Unless he manifests himself, even a god can't easily see that his body is a snowy owl.

Seeing Zhaobao's mosaic face at this time, Chuhua slowly regained the familiar mode of getting along, that is - the disappearing sense of existence.

As long as during Tiandao's mission period, he behaves well as a human being and refuses to admit that he is a bird, he will be able to avoid the trick of being self-closing at every turn.

Not revealing, um, that's right.

Chuhua didn't want to show a bit of a bird in front of this person, put his hands behind his back, and with the attitude of a veteran cadre at the entrance of the village, he came up first, "Zhaobao, since you have changed your mind and come back, then we have to make a three-legal agreement, and we can't let go without……"

Zhaobao's hand approached slowly, his slender fingers interrupted Chuhua's words, and he picked out a piece of soft white bird feather from his hair, held it in his hand and asked, "I just want to ask you, this bird hair, why is it on your head?"

Chuhua: "..."

It must have gotten stuck in his hair because he had danced so ecstatically just now!

Chuhua's arrogance weakened, "...what bird are you talking about?"

Unexpectedly, Zhaobao asked back: "Could it be your bird?"

Also... there is such an explanation?

Chuhua was overjoyed by the reason for sending it to the door. He immediately tensed his face, not letting himself smile too obviously, "Yes... yes! My bird took my mobile phone. It's none of your business. Give it back to me." I!"

Zhaobao raised the phone high, which was a height that Chuhua couldn't reach when he transformed into a human, "Here? Then I want to take a look at that fluffy bird."

Chuhua tried to suppress it, "I am your boss, if you are disobedient, I will send you back to the sky, so that you... never see that bird again!"

Unexpectedly, Chu Hua's threats against himself were very effective!

The temperature around Zhaobao's body became cold.

Because of his status and talent, as long as the colleagues in Tianting don't want to cut off their fortune, they won't get into trouble with him. It's rare for him to be threatened so presumptuously... This time, he was actually being threatened by a mortal!

That piece of soft white feather was the only warmth that Zhaobao held in his hand. He remained silent and walked towards the door of Chuhua's bedroom.The door was half-closed, and opened with a slight push, revealing the warm light inside.

... and bird feathers all over the place.

But the bird is not there.

Chuhua watched from the side, and couldn't help but sigh that Zhaobao was too double-standard. The birdman saw his person, his face was covered with mosaics, and when he entered the house to watch the birds, the first thing he did was remove the mosaic , must greet with beauty.

At that moment, Chuhua began to wonder, is his human form so shameful?Only birds are qualified to see his face?

Naturally, the big white bird was not in the bedroom.

In order to get the phone back, Chuhua recalled the scene where the human mother beat the bear child, and pretended to be more and more involved: "This little beast is messing around, watch me turn around and beat him!"

Zhaobao: "...!!"

He said there was something wrong, he had really seen such a tragic hair loss scene before!

When he raised spirit chickens in those years, didn't he see Xiaotian dogs all over the yard chasing chickens and biting them?The chickens were flying like dogs, and the hairs were all over the ground.

Just because of that cute little fluffy, he went out to play with his phone with his phone in his mouth, and when he turned around, Chuhua... beat him up?

Zhaobao's heart trembled - from the beautiful eyes to the mouth, from the delicate claws to the round belly, and from the thick hair to the feel, everything just happened to grow on the tip of his heart. He couldn't wait to praise it The baby that hurts in the palm of my hand...was actually raped by Chuhua!

Now it is obvious that only Chuhua knows the whereabouts of Xiaomeili, and this black-hearted little boss Chuhua who still wants to take him to move bricks still holds the power of life and death of Baby Bird.

Zhaobao threw the phone over and said coldly: "Chuhua, what do you want? I can give it to you, and you give me your bird."

Home-Chu Hua, who had raped himself, received the phone and raised his head inexplicably, "Why do you let him? He doesn't sell himself! It's gone, go back to sleep now!"

If you don't sleep most of the night, it's easy to make people go crazy.

Too many things happened that night, Chuhua couldn't help being so happy that he couldn't sleep when he thought about the promise made by Tiandao, and when he thought that he could really sing normally one day.

He cleaned the hair in the bedroom, brought all the industrial and commercial documents, and while looking at it happily, he began to calculate how much money he had on hand, so that he could buy the 1000 square meters of vacant land as soon as possible to contribute to his future company.

In all fairness, he bought this small apartment building for himself. It's okay to live in one bird, but it's a bit cramped for three men.

Ao Bing slept in the guest room, and there were mosaics floating around in the living room. I don’t know if there will be other things coming down from the sky in the future. He also needs a bigger venue to settle the gods, that is, his employees.

In the past few days, Chuhua has not had a good rest in order to raise money.But in the morning a few days later, Chuhua suddenly found that besides him, Ao Bing was also getting more and more depressed in this room, with heavy dark circles under his eyes.

At first Chuhua thought it was because of Ao Bing staying up late to learn pinyin, but soon Chuhua discovered that things were not so simple.

"Since you have learned pinyin and can already type by yourself, what are you doing without sleeping in the middle of the night?" Chuhua asked curiously after making two cups of coffee and sharing one with Long.

Ao Bing took a sip from the cup, then raised his eyebrows, "I have been going to bed at ten o'clock every night these days, but someone always talks to me, and I can't rest because of the noise... What is this, it's so hard .”

Chu Hua was horrified, looking left and right, "People? Where did they come from? Live or dead?"

"It's probably alive, right? I didn't distinguish it too carefully." Holding the coffee, Ao Bing slowly stared dead, and finally mustered up the courage to close his eyes and feel stuffy, "... um, what's wrong? Come to ask you to listen together?"

Chuhua politely declined, "No, no, just listen to yourself, don't call me. By the way, what about Zhaobao?"

He looked for it carefully, and Zhaobao was floating on the balcony outside the house, with his back turned to him, as if he didn't want to talk to him.

In the past few days, Zhaobao had to inquire with him about the whereabouts of the snow-white owl every day, and Chuhua took extra effort to deal with him. He was always worried that he would leak the word, so he was not very willing to argue.

The good news is that Zhaobao may have given up his mind these few days, and finally stopped tossing around.

This made Chuhua heave a sigh of relief. Recently, he had been very troublesome in counting and selling the assets under his name, and he stayed up for several nights, and his body's hair fell out a layer, and he was very tired.

Zhaobao glanced lightly at the two people drinking coffee in the living room, but the worry in his heart never stopped for a moment.

...Do you really think he doesn't know?

Every time he asked Chuhua about the whereabouts of that snow-white bird... the next morning, he would find more bird feathers in Chuhua's bedroom.

... The black-hearted little boss who moves bricks, this is tossing his sweetheart in different ways!

Zhaobao's heart ached so badly, and for the sake of the little baby's better life, he resisted the desire to continue inquiring, allowing Chuhua to have a short period of peace.

But this does not mean that Zhaobao gave up the pursuit.

He was still taciturn, but his eyes followed Chu Hua all the time, and he refused to move away for a moment.

After the gods came down to earth, the heavenly court imposed some restrictions on them. For example, many spells would be ineffective against Chuhua.

But only those with a heart can seize the opportunity. He believes that as long as he continues to work hard, he will one day rescue his favorite bird from this dire domestic violence!

Chuhua's hair is white, and his hair is also white after he takes human form. A few days ago, he always wore a hat when he went out, but this morning he dyed his hair black.

At 10:00 in the morning, a car from Chuhua took the two fairies to the Municipal Household Registration Office.Walking in the world is difficult without an ID card. If you want to lead your employees to develop safely in the world, you always need a reasonable and legal identity.

Once inside, Chuhua took the number at the number machine, turned around and said, "This time I'm here to take pictures of you and get an ID card."

"Ah, I know that." Ao Bing raised his hand and spoke, "You have to pass real-name authentication before you can speak on Xiaopo. When you have an ID card, I can leave comments."

The few of them dressed and acted in a low-profile manner, but while waiting for the registration process in the household registration hall, Chu Hua noticed that there seemed to be a lot of people staring at them.

To be exact, most people were staring at Ao Bing, especially young people.

This surprised Chuhua, "You haven't gone out these few days, and you've been studying pinyin at home every day. You should have forgotten the enthusiasm of the past few days. What are you doing?"

Ao Bing couldn't give an answer either, his eyes as clear as sea water looked at Chuhua, full of pure confusion.

Chuhua has been too busy these days, and didn't pay attention to hot spots on the Internet at all. At this moment, he felt something was wrong, so he took out his phone and started to browse.

Before he could tell the reason, a young man leaned over excitedly with his mobile phone, "I said... you are the descendant of the dragon, right?"

Ao Bing himself is a dragon. Although this statement is a bit strange, it is also true, so Ao Bing nodded: "I am."

"Great!" the man cheered. "Can we take a picture, Rain God?"

Chuhua: "???"

After Ao Bing was photographed in a daze, the young man ran away cheering.

And here, Chuhua browsed the hot topics on the Internet, and saw the emoji package that has been going viral recently... Ao Bing has a big light circle behind his head, and the special effect is still misty mist. How feudal superstition.

Chuhua felt more and more wrong, "Bing... what sounds have you heard these days?"

Ao Bing thought about it for a while, and slowly said: "Well... I really don't want to go out to water the ground today. The descendant of the dragon, let's have a heavy rain! I can be lazy!"

Chuhua: "..."

"Also...'Rain God, can you hear me? Please make it rain soon! I want to have a black date with my brothers in the afternoon, but my girlfriend asked me to accompany her to go shopping and buy things, annoying. You don't have to go out to accompany her when it rains Already, kneel down and thank the rain god!'”

"By the way, someone happened to be talking to me, so I'll read it to you." Ao Bing repeated seriously, "She said: 'Shenlong, please make a big storm! Believers are willing to eat meat Ban Yue—I really don’t want to go to school today.’”

"A lot of people were talking to me, it was a bit noisy, and I just followed through."

With two dark circles under his eyes, Ao Bing asked concerned: "...Mr. Chu, are you okay? Why did your face suddenly become so strange?"

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Chuhua: .........Suxiao Jiuxin Pill, is there a version for birds?