What bad thoughts can a little snake have?

In the end, Er Dan's eyes were too obvious, and Xue Qing realized that he seemed to have stayed in Fa Hai's arms for a long time.

But Fa Hai didn't intend to remind him to come down, so he just let him stay like this.

It was only after Xue Qing struggled that Fa Hai made a move, and slowly put Xue Qing down.

However, just when Fa Hai made a move, a small ball of yellow fluff suddenly fell in front of him, and fell straight into Xue Qing's arms.

Xue Qing looked at each other like the yellow chicken that fell into his arms.

This little bird is still a young bird, a ball of fluff, even the little bird's claws are pinkish.

The whole body is covered with goose-yellow tender fluff, only a few pinches of longer reddish feathers on the top of the head, only this place is different from ordinary chicks, and the others are very similar to ordinary chicks.

It just stared at Xue Qing with a pair of small pitch-black eyes.

"Chirp?"

Feeling Xue Qing's gaze, the little bird jumped on Xue Qing's stomach, tilted its head and let out a cry.

The voice is clear and crisp, and the cry is also delicate.

Then a picture like this appeared, Fa Hai was still holding Xue Qing in his arms, and Xue Qing was also holding the bird in his arms, and the three of them were facing each other.

Finally, Xue Qing got off Fahai holding the bird.

"This bird... what kind of bird?"

Xue Qing raised his hand, looked at the little yellow bird bouncing in his palm, and asked doubtfully.

"This is a little dog."

Hearing the words, the little yellow bird seemed to have been insulted, and jumped several times in Xue Qing's palm angrily, the pinch of red feathers on top of its head was still shaking.

"Chirp chirp chirp chirp!"

The little yellow bird made an angry sound.

However, including Xue Qing, they could only hear this series of "chirp" sounds full of emotion, but they could still feel the little yellow bird's dissatisfaction.

Xue Qing carefully observed the little yellow bird again curiously.

It looks like a cub, did it fall from the nest on the sycamore tree?

I don't know if its mother will worry.

Lowering his hands, Xue Qing put the little yellow bird on the ground, and poked the little bird's tail to indicate that it was time to go home.

The little yellow bird jumped forward two small steps because of Xue Qing's fingers.

But just as Xue Qing stood up, the little yellow bird flapped its two fleshy little wings and flew to the head with difficulty.

"Chirp—" The little yellow bird that successfully flew to Xue Qing's head shaved Xue Qing's hair, and squatted down peacefully using Xue Qing's head as a nest.

Xue Qing: ...

"It likes you very much."

Seeing the happy appearance of the little bird, Fahai said.

Erdan on the side folded his arms in amazement: "This chick is not afraid of people."

"Choo Choo Choo--!"

The little bird seems to understand human language, and when Erdan said the word "chicken", it immediately changed from a squatting and squatting appearance to a jumping angry bird.

"Okay, okay, I won't call you a chicken."

Erdan, whose ears hurt from being disturbed by the birdsong, had to cover his ears with his hands and admit defeat to the little bird.

In the end, Xue Qing, with a little yellow bird on his head, clutching the feather in his hand, went back together with Fa Hai and Er Dan.

When they returned to the courtyard, Uncle Chen was waiting for them in the courtyard.

Seeing the three of them coming back, Uncle Chen hurriedly called them back.

But before Uncle Chen could speak, Erdan took the lead and said, "I'm going back to my room first!"

After finishing speaking, he rushed back to the room quickly, and the door closed with a "bang" sound, and the movement was quick.

Seeing Erdan's disappearing figure in an instant, Uncle Chen blew his beard and stared, "This kid just messes around in the room every day!"

"Uncle, is there anything we can do for you?"

Seeing that Uncle Chen was about to knock on Erdan's door waving his hands, Xue Qing hurriedly asked.

Uncle Chen seemed to have something to say to them.

After being reminded by Xue Qing, Uncle Chen remembered the serious business that he was about to forget about.

He patted himself on the head, "Ah yes, I almost forgot again!"

Uncle Chen found a letter from his body and handed it to Xue Qing.

"Can you help me take this letter to town? The address is on it, please."

"No trouble."

Xue Qing did not refuse.

Originally, I was renting at Uncle Chen's house, so I should do some help.

Seeing that Xue Qing agreed, Uncle Chen was much happier and said a few more words.

"It's my friend. I haven't contacted you for a long time. I heard that there is a night market in the town today. You can visit the night market and come back."

"Hey, when did there be a chicken on Qingqing's head? Chick chit chirp—" Uncle Chen discovered the yellow figure on Xue Qing's head. to tease it.

"Chirp!"

For Uncle Chen's courteous teasing, the little yellow bird looked very indifferent, it turned around and pointed at Uncle Chen with its bird's butt.

"Haha, I'm still angry." Uncle Chen was amused, and said to Xue Qing again, "I'm sorry to bother you this time, do you need me to ask the old man next door to take you there in a bullock cart?"

They are one human and one demon, and they can reach them with magic.

So Xue Qing said that they could do it by themselves, and after Uncle Chen told them the direction of the town, the two of them and Yi Niao took the letter and set off there.

Using their mana, the two soon reached the town.

The town was obviously much more prosperous and lively than the village, and the sun had already faded when they arrived in the town, but the sky was still bright and bright.

Because they were unfamiliar with people and places, Xue Qing and Fa Hai took the address on the envelope and asked for directions before they knew the direction.

There are several red ribbons hanging on the eaves of the flower building in front, swaying with the wind, very eye-catching.

Xue Qing couldn't help but take a few more glances.

However, it was these few glances that attracted the attention of the girl leaning against the window on the second floor.

She watched Xue Qing's lips curled up, and there was an instant charm on his face that was completely different from his appearance.

With slender hands, he waved the handkerchief towards Xue Qing who was downstairs.

Is this... greeting him?

Before Xue Qing could react, a pair of hands appeared beside him and put his shoulders on his shoulders. At the same time, there was a tangy smell of rouge and gouache.

"Little son~ come in and play~" Xue Qing, who had just escaped from a woman's grasp, was grabbed by another woman before he could see clearly the plaque at the gate of the flower building.

"Don't run away, young master~" The voice was provocative, like a hook.

Xue Qing turned around and saw a few women with flamboyant dresses and gorgeous lips, standing in front of the flower building and grabbing Xue Qing and not letting go.

Facing these enchanting faces, Xue Qing felt as if he had entered a pansi cave full of goblins.

Xue Qing, who hadn't gone through such a posture, was stunned, and seeing Xue Qing's reaction, the women laughed even more happily.

One of them reached out and hooked Xue Qing's chin, and said with a smile: "Young master, you must have never tasted this blissful taste, I will let you taste this ecstasy~" The ending sound has a strong hint mean.

And Fa Hai was also pulled back.

"Master, do you want to come and have a try?"

The woman grabbed Fahai's monk's robe, her voice suppressed and seductive.

There was another woman beside her, who looked younger.

The girl looked at Fahai's bald head, and asked the girl in a low voice with some scruples, "Sister, he is a monk."

She remembered that monks are always clean and self-conscious, and they are determined not to break the precepts.

Wouldn't it be a waste of effort to pull this monk now?

"Hi." The woman waved her hand indifferently, "Isn't it more exciting to do this kind of thing with a monk?"

The smile on the corner of her mouth is even more presumptuous: "Since you are after excitement, then follow through to the end~" Fa Hai: ...

The town is not big, and they are already familiar with the faces coming and going in this town.

Therefore, several women recognized Xue Qing and Fa Hai as foreigners at a glance.

What's more, with two such handsome men, who wouldn't want to spend some time with them?

With a cold face, Fa Hai brushed back the woman's hand.

Seeing that the monk's face was cold and hard, he didn't look like a master who could be pulled over.

And he was obviously just a monk, but the inadvertent power that flowed from his eyebrows was really chilling.

This monk is scary.

The woman had no choice but to curse a few times in her heart, then withdrew her hand and led the girl away.

But Fa Hai took two steps forward after getting away, suddenly felt something was wrong.

Xue Qingying was behind him, why did he fall so far away?

Fa Hai turned his head and saw the young man in Tsing Yi was struggling between the beauties of Yingying and Yanyan, his face was flushed like white jade, and the yellow feathers of the little yellow bird on his head seemed to be turning pink.

Seeing Fahai turning his head, Xue Qing hurriedly stretched out his hand and shouted: "Help me—" "Jiujiu—" The little yellow bird fluttered its little wings.

"Oh, little man, why don't you ask your friends to come and play together~" The woman holding Xue Qing's arm smiled coquettishly and poked Xue Qing's face with her pointed nails dyed black. go down a little.

Just feeling that this young man's appearance is really eye-catching, a bit more beautiful than the oiran in their building, and it is also slippery to the touch. The woman wanted to reach out and touch it again, but the person who was pulling it was pulled away .

With an undeniable force.

It was the cold-faced Hades-like monk, tightly holding the jade-like young master's wrist.

He was supposed to be a calm and calm eminent monk, with no anger or anger, but now he was like an evil dragon suppressing his anger, guarding his own treasure.

"Chirp—" the little yellow bird above his head made a sound of being finally saved.

Xue Qing wiped away the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, and didn't notice that Fa Hai was still grabbing his wrist, so he hurriedly thanked Fa Hai: "Thank you very much."

He really didn't know how to deal with the situation in front of him. If Fahai hadn't pulled him out decisively, he didn't know how long he would have been dragged there.

At this moment, he only felt that his clothes were stained with the smell of powder. He didn't know if it was his illusion. Xue Qing pulled his sleeves and sniffed carefully.

Seeing Fa Hai looking over, Xue Qing stretched out his hand towards him, "Smell it, is it smelly?"

Xue Qing hadn't noticed Fa Hai's different state at the moment, only felt that Fa Hai's always cold face was getting colder.

I took it for granted that Fa Hai was unhappy because of the entanglements he had received earlier.

Fa Hai's pair of phoenix eyes locked tightly on Xue Qing's red face.

But Xue Qing didn't notice the vague danger, and opened his almond eyes, stretched out his hand, begging the man in front of him to smell the smell on his clothes.

Fahai didn't respond.

Xue Qing's arm froze in the air for a few seconds, and the wrist of this hand was still held by Fa Hai.

Without Fa Hai's cooperation, Xue Qing's fingertips curled up.

When Xue Qing was debating whether to withdraw his hand, the man in front of him finally moved.

He let go of Xue Qing's hand first, then bent down slightly, bending his waist towards Xue Qing with his upright posture.

The straight nose slowly touched Xue Qing's sleeve, as if sniffing carefully.

Xue Qing trembled, and the hand with the palm facing up couldn't help shaking.

bumped into……

Whether intentionally or not, Fa Hai's lips touched the inside of Xue Qing's exposed wrist.

On Xue Qingxue's white wrist, there was also the red fingerprint that Fa Hai had imprisoned with his palm in front of him.

The soft and cool lips just stuck to the red mark on the wrist.

It seems to be inspecting the traces left by oneself.

Rudimentary touch.

It's a bit strange.

Amid the instinctive trembling of his body, Xue Qing looked down at Fa Hai's movements.

Xue Qing was trying to restrain the urge to withdraw his hand immediately, repeating over and over in his heart that he asked Fa Hai to smell it for him.

He took the initiative.

However, in the next second, his body froze.

The man who lowered his head and lowered his eyes as if he was sniffing seriously raised his eyes, and looked straight at him with a pair of phoenix pupils with unknown meaning.

With unabashed aggression.

Xue Qing choked for breath.