Mr. Perfect Makeover

Although Zhang Li did not continue to hide behind the sofa, she was still in a bad state of mind, looking sluggish, He Fuming put his arms around his wife's shoulders, and said softly: "Xiao Li, this is the master Xiao I invited, he can give you To cure a disease, you have to be obedient, you know?"

Zhang Li shrank into He Fuming's arms, "I'm not sick, I'm not sick, let him go, let him go."

He Fuming said a few words of consolation, and Zhang Li not only refused to cooperate, but her emotions that had finally calmed down became excited again.

He Fuming looked at Xiao Rufeng helplessly, with a look of helplessness.

Xiao Rufeng's face was pale, and he couldn't tell what was going on in his heart, but he suddenly took a deep look at the He couple, then leaned forward abruptly, and stretched out his middle fingers to poke Zhang Li's chest. Waiting for He Fuming's rage, Zhang Li's uncontrollable screams and Wu Xin's sudden whistling intertwined into a heroic symphony, the delicate cry of "Zhi Zhi Zhi" rang out first.

"Ah...... the mouse......" Zhang Li let out a scream of astonishing decibels, and then realized that this pink and tender thing with no hair on its body had just been taken off from her body. Rolling her eyes, her body limply fell into her husband's arms.

He Fuming hugged his wife, and backed away again and again until he squeezed into the corner of the sofa. There was no way to retreat, so he swallowed, pointed at the thing that was still writhing and struggling in Xiao Rufeng's arms tremblingly and said: " This, what is this? How could it be in Xiao Li's chest?"

Xiao Rufeng lifted the thing up and shook it in front of his eyes. Seeing the little thing with his eyes half-closed, his limbs stretched out and flapping and scratching indiscriminately, he suddenly felt that this thing looked like someone, and the corners of his mouth could not help but evoke a touch of warmth. Said: "This is ugly."

"Ugly? What the hell?" He Fuming asked.

Xiao Rufeng handed the thing to Wu Xinran, and the moment he stretched it out, he regretted it a little. Oops, this is the first time Wu Xinran has seen such a strange creature, and he let him take care of it. When he took it back, he saw Wu Xin clasping his hands suddenly, wrapping Chou'er into a warm and dark lair.

Xiao Rufeng's hand loosened unconsciously, but when he saw Wu Xin's face suddenly pale, he felt a little more clear in his heart.

"Ugly looks like a baby mouse, sleepy, usually likes to stay in dark places such as cellars and attics, and is translucent, so it is generally not easy to be found." Xiao Rufeng said.

"But this ugly child seems to be different from what the master said? Leaving aside whether it is transparent or not, it has been able to stay on Xiaoli's chest without being discovered. How can this make sense? And , Is Xiaoli's abnormality these days also related to this thing?" He Fuming asked, pointing to Wu Xinran's palm.

Xiao Rufeng said: "Mr. He, you haven't finished listening to me. Apart from the characteristics I just mentioned, this ugly boy has another characteristic. He likes to be depressed and manic. It has nothing to do with it, and most of the ugly children belong to the creation of the heaven and earth elves, as to why it appeared on Madam, I think it would be better for you to ask yourself, isn't it?"

"Master, what do you mean?" He Fuming asked.

Xiao Rufeng glanced at Zhang Li, and said with a faint smile, "I think Mr. He already knows this very well."

He Fuming opened his mouth, but didn't say a word, he just hugged his wife more tightly.