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Chapter 37 Am I Your Favorite Bird?

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    "Gah"

    Wu Ya was stupefied by Xuan Fengqian, and he didn't dare to yell indiscriminately.

    It drooped its white-painted hairy head, and curled up cautiously in a corner behind the door, sobbing.

    "Gah! The tender cabbage that has been raised for thousands of years was really kicked by a wild boar"

    The more Wuya thinks about it, the more he feels wronged. If he had the choice, he would also want to transform into Xuanfengqian's appearance, gently stroking Lengye, the tender cabbage.

    Xuan Fengqian was extremely speechless.

    She always felt that Wu Ya's eyes were not very good.

    As long as there is no problem with the eyes, who would compare the cold night with a tall figure to tender cabbage?

    Obviously she is the poor tender cabbage

    "Forget it, a good girl is not like a stupid bird." Xuanfeng flicked his sleeves lightly, and limped towards the direction of the Nine Nether Demon Prison.

    "Gah! You are the stupid bird!"

    Wu Ya stopped crying in an instant, and angrily replied to Xuan Fengqian.

    "Wu Ya, shut up."

    Leng Ye looked at Wu Ya, who followed Xuan Fengqian like a vixen and cursed with displeasure, with an unmoving Bingshan face.

    "嘤~"

    Wuya didn't expect Leng Ye to defend Xuanfengqian so much, and big tears burst out of his eyes in an instant, "My lord, is this concubine your favorite bird?"

    "Shut up."

    Leng Yeqiang pressed down on the bulging veins on his forehead, and was so irritated that he almost unscrewed Wu Ya's bird head and kicked it as a ball.

    "Your Majesty, you can't favor one another like this. It's obvious that the concubine was bullied by that bad woman, why do you only care about scolding the concubine?" Wu Ya was so wronged that he jumped into Leng Ye's arms all at once, crying all over his body.  soft.

    "What's the matter with your white bird head?"

    Leng Ye was rubbed all over by the snow cream on Wu Ya's face, and frowned in displeasure.

    Prior to this, all his thoughts were devoted to Xuan Fengqian, but he never noticed Wu Ya who was like a bird without a bird.

    Wu Ya remembered that he had applied several layers of snow skin cream before, and mistakenly thought that Leng Ye was bewitched by its snow-white complexion, so he whispered delicately: "My lord, does this concubine look good?"

    "ugly."

    Leng Ye silently stared at Wu Ya, who seemed to be wrapped in a layer of flour and was about to be thrown into the pan for frying, and brushed him aside in disgust.

    "Gah! How could it be ugly? Your lord, can you take a closer look?"

    Wuya thought to himself that Leng Ye always liked women with skin as white as snow, and it was even whiter than Xuanfengqian, so he had no reason not to like it.

    In order for Leng Ye to see its "prosperous beauty", Wu Yatete leaned in front of him, fluttering his wings for a while, twisting his crotch for a while, pretending to be coquettish and showing off his unnecessary coquettishness.

    "Get off."

    Leng Ye flew away with a sharp glance, and the high-spirited Wu Ya withered into a daylily again.

    Xuan Qian stared at the sullen Wu Ya, then reached out and stroked its fluffy bird head, "A good bird can still put on powder? It's so cute."

    "As white as a ghost."

    Leng Ye cast a cold glance at the aggrieved Wu Ya, and brought it in front of him, only then did he realize that the fragrance on it was really familiar.

    Out of curiosity, he casually asked, "What did you paint on?"

    "My concubine is naturally beautiful, and I never put on skin cream." Wu Ya blinked, pretending to be innocent.

    "roll."

    Leng Ye realized that Wu Ya didn't have a word of truth in his mouth, so he threw it aside impatiently, and turned his eyes to Xuan Fengqian who was drifting away.

    "Xuan Fengqian, you are so courageous!"

    "What's wrong with me?"

    Xuan Fengqian's footsteps paused slightly, he turned sideways, and looked fixedly at Leng Ye who was sitting on the couch with Xuan Qianning in his arms.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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