Milky ginseng teasing online

You'en and Oles didn't hold back either, they laughed haha, turned their heads around in doubt, pursed their mouths, their dark eyes were a little moist, they looked extremely innocent.

You En stopped laughing, and coaxed with a serious face: "Gun Gun is a pet of a little star, so I don't know. If human beings like another person, they will uncontrollably want to kiss him."

Gun Gun nodded his head ignorantly, then tilted his face, and asked childishly: "If you don't like it, don't you kiss me?"

Youen snapped his fingers, and said with a teachable face: "Gun Gun is too smart, that's what it means, so if..."

Before he could speak, he suddenly froze on the spot, feeling a little cold behind him, Youen smiled a few times, looked up at Ferrar with a gloomy face, covered his lips and said softly: "I didn't say anything, Dont look at me…"

Feral retracted his gaze and was about to move forward when the hand held by the little fleshy hand was gently scratched. The little ginseng looked at him expectantly with a pair of big black eyes. He rubbed his big hands together, then raised his small face, and said in a childish voice, "Go get a kiss..."

Feilaer coldly glanced at the two watching the show, then lowered his eyes slightly, rubbed the little doll's head with his big hand, and said slowly in a hoarse and low voice, "Go buy a small toy."

You En has a bad heart, and desperately winked at Gun Gun not to be tricked, but Gun Gun hardly hesitated, nodded joyfully, and immediately responded crisply: "Okay~"

Youen sighed in disappointment, then shook his head and walked forward.

Oles smiled, thinking that if Sanatus agreed, it would be really scary.

A few people walked forward all the way, and there were more and more people on the street. Many star pet fans and their families also came to celebrate Valentine's Day. The little dolls talked to each other, and it was very lively.

Fei Laer didn't like this kind of occasion. Seeing that Gun Gun was having fun, although he didn't leave early, he kept his face sullen. The cold chill made the crowd subconsciously avoid him.

The Valentine's Day conference started soon. First, a group of celebrities sang and danced, and then came the game session. Most activities on Valentine's Day cannot be separated from the interaction between couples. Kissing and hugging are even more indispensable. , staring curiously at the stage.

When the lovers were about to kiss, a big hand suddenly stretched out to cover his eyes, and Ferrar's cold voice came from above his head: "It's ugly."

Gun Gun nodded obediently, then twisted his little buttocks and got into the coat, and said softly in a muffled voice: "Ugly...Gun Gun don't look at it."

Fei Laer responded softly, and coldly glanced at the couples kissing passionately on the stage, then turned and left the venue.

You'en took a few little pets at home and pushed them around. Oles didn't have much interest in such occasions and left early.

Because most people went to watch the show, there were slightly fewer people on the street. The evening wind blew, and the trees made soft noises. The long black hair of the little ginseng was slightly shaking in the curly robe, and he hummed softly. , Drilled into the coat again.

Not far away, there was a clear and tender voice, who was coquettishly sweet, rolled out of the coat, and stared straight at the little doll being held by someone with round eyes. In the palm of the owner's hand, with her little face upturned, she acted coquettishly in a childlike voice. The hostess gently touched Xiao Xing Chong, then held Xiao Xing Chong and gently kissed her cheek, Xiao Xing Chong covered Xiao Xing Chong face, giggling.

Gun Gun stared blankly at Xiao Xingchong, then blinked blankly, stretched out his little hand and touched his cheek.

Thinking of what You En said, Rolling pursed his lips, then looked up at the cold face of Hui Laer, and then at the gentle and chuckling owner of Star Pet. Holding his cheeks, he sighed melancholy.

Feilaer lifted the little thing into the palm of his hand, then lightly poked his bulging cheeks, his eyes flashed with puzzlement, and he said in a deep voice, "What's wrong?"

Rolling lay down in his palm, then pulled the big robe to cover his face, turning his back to the man.

Huilaer is not close to Gun Gun, Gun Gun is angry╭(╯^╰)╮

Feilaer looked at the doll in his hand in puzzlement, and quickly recalled the contents of the parenting book in his mind, but he still couldn't find the corresponding solution. He was silent for a while, and then arched his hands The little dumpling stuffed into his pocket.

After coming out of the ancient earth, Gun Gun has never returned to his pocket. He is much older than the ancient earth, and he can't do anything in his pocket. Xiao Gungun moaned twice, and he made himself into a ball, refusing to talk to Fei. Lal spoke.

Although Gun Gun is a happy plant and cannot bring sadness to people, but Hui Laer is so bad, Gun Gun has decided not to talk to him.

One person and one ginseng returned to the Sanates mansion in such a strange atmosphere. Fei Fu stood at the door, bowed respectfully to the two, and then looked at the little boy who staggered to the gravel road with his little feet flopping. The master smiled kindly and said, "Little master, are you having a good time?"

Rolling over to Fei Fu's feet with his big robe in his hands, Gun Gun raised his puffy face and frowned, he snorted softly, and said in a childish voice: "Gun Gun Not very happy!"

After finishing speaking, she pursed her mouth aggrievedly, and ran back to the house with her little feet.

Fei Fu frowned puzzledly, seeing that Ferrar also looked puzzled, he bowed respectfully to him, and then stepped back.

After Gun Gun returned to the mansion, he went into the toy room by himself. He didn't know what he was messing with. Feilaer was puzzled, and asked A1 to buy a few more children's psychological analysis books, and sat in the toy room to read slowly. stand up.

After an unknown amount of time, the door of the small villa was suddenly pushed open, and then, a milk doll in a ginger-white robe with a small red flower pinned to her waist came out.

On his back was a small bulging luggage, which was poorly tied, and things were hanging loosely. A tiger suit, a small flying machine, a ship, and a few small dolls could be vaguely seen. , the little baby was holding a limp little yellow duck in his hand.

Feilaer put down the book, looked at the little ginseng in this equipment, and a hint of puzzlement flashed in his eyes.

What new game is this?

Rolling his luggage, he walked out of the small villa with the little yellow duck in his arms, then raised his head, puffed his cheeks, and said in a childish voice: "Gun Gun is leaving, Hui Laer wants to take care of himself."

Got to go?

Feilaer frowned slightly, looked at the luggage on the little thing's back, hesitated for a while, and whispered: "Run away from home?"

Gun Gun hugged the little yellow duck and hummed softly, pursed his mouth, and said sullenly: "Gun Gun didn't run away from home... Huilaer, stop Gun Gun."

Feilaer was silent for a moment, seeing the grievance on Xiao Gungun's face, he couldn't help thinking about what happened today, and then said softly: "Unhappy?"

Gun Gun lowered his head, rubbed his feet, and said sullenly: "Hui Laer...I don't like Gun Gun anymore..."

Speaking of his sadness, he sniffed in aggrieved manner, his eyes gradually turned red, tears rolled in his eye sockets, his mouth was pursed, his little hands tightened around the little yellow duck, and he said in a childish crying voice, "Going to go... Gray Spicy must be good..."

As he spoke, he was about to walk forward with his little feet, but Weiwan was suddenly pulled up by someone pulling his big robe up. He flapped his little feet in mid-air, staring blankly at Ferrar with his big moist eyes.

Feral put the little thing in his palm, then rubbed his head lightly, and said in a low voice, "Why are you leaving?"

Gun Gun hugged the little yellow duck and squatted in his palm, then hung his head and said sullenly: "Hui Laer doesn't kiss Gun Gun...I don't like Gun Gun anymore..."

Hearing the little guy's aggrieved voice, Ferrar was slightly taken aback, and a faint smile flashed in his eyes. Seeing that the little guy was about to run away from home with his luggage on his back, he sighed softly, and said softly : "I don't like rolling..."

Gun Gun slowly lifted up his small face that was wrinkled into a bun, his dark eyes were a little moist, his long eyelashes were moist, and his little nose was also red. He pursed his mouth, and then softly said: "Hui Lai Er ...Like rolling?"

Ferrar rubbed his little face, and replied softly: "Yes."

"But..." Gun Gun wrinkled his little face, and said in a childish voice: "Hui Laer doesn't even kiss Gun Gun...the other little dolls are kissed... Gun Gun doesn't..."

"So, are you going to run away from home?" Feilaer said softly.

Gun Gun rubbed against his fingers instinctively, and then softly said: "Gun Gun has no kiss... I want to go back to Wugou Valley..."

The face of the little ginseng was a little fleshy and soft, and it was a little itchy when rubbed between his fingers.He looked at him eagerly, his childish and soft voice was slightly crying.

Ren Shi's heart is full of coldness, and it all turns into tenderness with fingers twisted.

He lowered his eyes slightly, parted his thin lips slightly, but before he spoke, the little doll in his hand suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Feilaer paused, his soft eyes suddenly turned cold, his whole body exuded a chill, and the velvet blanket on his feet was instantly covered with frost.

In the palm of the hand, the place where the ginger-white dumpling was originally squatting was empty, and the surroundings were quiet, as if time had stood still.

The long sword wrapped in ice suddenly appeared, clanging, and just as the long sword broke through the ice, there was a soft whine.

In the next second, the soft robe reappeared in his palm. In the fat robe, the exquisitely carved milk doll was holding the little yellow duck, poking its head from side to side curiously.

He smacked his lips, tilted his face up slightly, looked at the man with a frosty face, pursed his lips in puzzlement, and called out in a childish voice, "Hui Lai?"

Feral's eyes froze, the long sword disappeared into the room, and the frost on the blanket also disappeared.

The dark green eyes met the innocent black eyes of the little ginseng, Ferrar lightly pursed his thin lips, raised his voice, and said slowly in a hoarse and deep voice:

"Close your eyes."

Gun Gun looked at him in a daze, and gave a cute and soft oh, he happily took two steps forward, then raised his face, closed his eyes, and said in a cheerful and obedient tone: "Close your eyes~"

In less than half a minute, he couldn't wait any longer, shook his head curiously, and said softly, "Can you open it~"

Vaguely, there seemed to be something approaching, and the familiar coldness came over his face, he pursed his lips, subconsciously opened his eyes, but suddenly a man's hoarse and deep voice came from his ears:

"do not move"

Just as Gun Gun was about to nod, at the same second, there was a sudden soft touch on his forehead, soft, a little cold, with a familiar breath, a slight touch.

Fleeting, like a dream.

Rolling up his little face, his cheeks were a little flushed, his eyes widened, his pink lips slightly parted, and his moist eyes looked straight ahead.

He raised his hand and foolishly touched the place where he had been kissed. Then his eyes lit up, and he let out a cry of excitement. He put down the little yellow duck and threw himself on the man, hugging him coquettishly, his eyes glowing. Yiyi smiled foolishly.

Feilaer sighed in a low voice, raised his hand and put Xiaotuanzi on his chest, seeing his happy appearance, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Are you still running away from home?"

Gun Gun shook his head hastily, threw his small luggage on the blanket with a flutter, hugged the man's face and rubbed it, and said cheerfully in a childish voice, "Gun Gun, don't leave... I want Hui Lai..."

Feilaer responded in a low voice, and rubbed Xiaorou's hair in satisfaction.

After a farce, Gun Gun turned back into a clingy coquettish monster again, leaning on Ferrar and refusing to get off, holding a small paintbrush and lying on his lap to draw.

Fei Laer lowered his eyes slightly, and said softly; "Gun Gun just went to the Valley of Immortality."

Gun Gun nodded, laying on his body to draw pictures, lifted his feet happily, and said softly: "Gun Gun went to Wugou Valley...but there are no small plants in Wugou Valley...Gun Gun picked a lot of fruits ~"

After finishing speaking, he took out a handful of small fruits from his robe and put them in Feral's hand, four or five of which were green and red.

Feilaer's eyes narrowed, and a cold air emerged from the hand holding the fruit.

These fruits contain huge energy, which is beyond the reach of ordinary SSS plants.

Feral gently rubbed Roll's hair, and said in a deep voice, "Does Roll still remember the appearance of Wugou Valley?"

Gun Gun responded cheerfully, holding a small pen and began to create stream-of-consciousness paintings.

"Rolling painting Wugou Valley~"

The author has something to say: If you catch up with Jiudianba, you are afraid that you will not be able to catch up.