Bei Xiaoxiao grabbed the top of its head and said dissatisfiedly. Seeing its otherworldly appearance, she couldn't help but feel itchy and wanted to beat it.
The bird shook its head and shook her hand away. It was good, it still had the strength to shake her hand away, but it seemed that it didn't like people touching the top of its head. Hehe, she finally knew its weakness.
A sly smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
"Xiaoxiao, why did you let it die after you raised it until it was fat and white?" Yan Yu, who was eating next to him, looked up at her in confusion and asked.
The snow bird also pricked up its ears after hearing Yan Yu's question, and seemed to also want to know the answer.[
Seeing their curious expressions, Bei Xiaoxiao cleared his throat and tried to make some excuses before saying: "Anyway, it was bought for a hundred taels. If it died somehow, wouldn't I be at a loss?"
, that’s not cost-effective. If you raise it until it’s white and fat, you can stew it and eat it.” After saying this, she couldn’t help but smile proudly.
"Chirp... chirp..." After listening to my words, the snow bird seemed to understand her words. Its snow-white wings opened with a snap, and a pair of dark eyes looked at me closely, as if
Worried that she would actually stew it.
"Xiao Xiao, I strongly support you in stewing this eyesore." Yan Yu glanced at the snow bird evilly and strongly agreed.
"Did you hear that? That man wants to stew you. You'd better not make me angry, otherwise I will really stew you. Come on, give me something to eat." Bei Xiaoxiao threatened proudly, holding the bowl
Put it in front of it, let it eat by itself, and then return to the table. For it, she didn't even eat. She was starving. As soon as she sat down at the table, Bei Xiaoxiao picked up the rice bowl and wolfed it down.
"Xiao Xiao, eat slowly, and no one will compete with you. Can you be a little more educated?" Yan Yu watched her pick up her rice bowl and gobble it up. He couldn't help but frown, with a hint of reproach in his tone.
"Anyway, no one has ever taught me what self-cultivation is, I don't care." Screw self-cultivation, having a full stomach is the only way to go, Bei Xiaoxiao said nonchalantly while eating.
"Where are your parents? Didn't they teach you anything?" Yan Yu put down the rice bowl in his hand, elegantly picked up the napkin on the side and wiped the corners of his mouth and asked...
