"Huanhuan is back, why don't you hurry up and get in here."
Huanhuan had just stopped outside the window and was about to straighten his hair, when a cold voice sounded inside the house. It was so frightened that it didn't grab the window railing with its paws and fell down.
Fortunately, it cleverly instigated its own wings, and then flew into the house and landed safely on the table.
A pair of dark eyes glared at the person who made the sound, wanting to shoot him to death.
The hair all over his body stood on end.
Damn it, damn it, you actually dared to scare it, it was almost beaten to death.
If someone found out about it, wouldn't they laugh at it to death?
Thinking about it, Huanhuan looked at Yan Xiaotong with wide eyes.
Yan Xiaotong pursed his lips and smiled, looking at the angry Huan Huan from the corner of his eye, the corners of his lips raised, and he said coldly: "It seems you don't want this hair anymore, right?"
One sentence made Huanhuan lie down on the table, helplessness and innocent pity flashed in her eyes.
Wuwu is not a bully like this, not a bird. He actually wants to cut his own feathers?
Wuwu, how can you treat it like this? If Tongtong saw it, he would definitely not like it. How is this allowed?
This person is simply too bad, downright bad.
Huanhuan's eyes widened, and she turned her head to the bed, where she found that her master was still sleeping, and couldn't help but curl her lips.
But Huanhuan's eyes widened in the next second, and he stood up quickly, fluttering his wings like a gust of wind and flying towards his master.
It's just that Huanhuan forgot that there was a domineering person next to the bed, so Huanhuan was slapped by the person next to the bed and flew to the bedside.
There was only a 'pop' sound, and Huanhuan lay on the ground with his legs in the air, a tear flowing from his dark eyes.
It hurts so much, it hurts all over my body, this damn person actually dares to treat it like this, but it can't beat him. He can only endure the grievance and angrily kick Yan Xiaotong.
If looks could kill, then Yan Xiaotong would have died countless times already.
"You deserve it, I'm the smart one."
At this moment, a disdainful and joking voice sounded next to her ear, causing Huanhuan to turn around subconsciously.
The fur on Huanhuan's body stood up when he looked at it. Huanhuan fluttered his wings and flew into the air, ignoring the pain on his body. His small black eyes stared. The big white cat next to the bed.
I saw it coiled gracefully on the ground, its tail swaying back and forth behind it, its small mouth licking its paws from time to time, and then scratching everywhere on its body.
"What are you talking about, you dead cat?" Huanhuan yelled at Baibai.
This white cat actually dares to look down on it. Damn it. Isn't it just a little bigger than me? Isn't it just a little more awesome than me?
Now I am still pretending to be noble and elegant here, but I am nothing more than a cat.
"Little sparrow, I'm not a cat." She rolled her amber eyes at Huanhuan, licked her lips, and said slowly.
"I'm not a little sparrow either, you dead cat."
"I'm a tiger and leopard. What dead cat are you talking about? A damn little sparrow."
After hearing Huanhuan's words, Bai Bai was so angry that the hair all over his body stood up. He stood up and arched his body. His look of being on the verge of breaking out made Huanhuan purse his lips and smile.