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94. His face is ashen! (1)

Bei Xiaoxiao couldn't understand why Yan Yu hated it so much, just as she couldn't understand why it was so afraid of Yan Yu.

Not long after breakfast, they broke camp and marched towards the capital. It seemed like they were moving the whole army back to the capital together. Bei Xiaoxiao really didn't know how long it would take to arrive.

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It was fun to ride this horse a few days ago, but after riding it for a few more days, it was painful. Bei Xiaoxiao felt that his butt was about to get calluses. It would be great if there were planes or trains. If it didn't work, just

It's just better to have a car.[

But it's a pity that there is nothing here. The transportation here is really backward. I hope that when they return to the capital, her butt will not blossom.

Bei Xiaoxiao was holding Snow Bird and riding on the same horse as Yan Yu. Two days ago, she could straighten her back without relying on him, but now she can't anymore. She almost leaned on him.

Her chest was up, and she really admired them for not showing any signs of fatigue after riding for so long.

The snow bird lazily curled up in Bei's little arms. She held it, and when she was bored, she would pull its feathers with her hands, making it chirp and scream in protest, but she pretended not to hear, and still

Therefore, I almost pulled out its feathers several times. If it hadn't screamed so miserably, she wouldn't have known that she was abusing the small animal.

"Yan Yu." Bei Xiaoxiao leaned lazily in his arms, stroking the soft feathers of the snow bird and whispered softly.

"Huh?" A low monosyllable came from the top of her head. Yan Yu held the horse's reins with one hand and held her waist with the other, looking ahead with half-squinted amber eyes.

"What do you think this little bird should be called?" I couldn't always call it a little bird, but after much thought I couldn't think of a good name, so I had to ask him.

"Call it whatever you like." Yan Yu glanced down at her and said slowly.

"But I just couldn't think of what my name should be, so I asked you." Couldn't he say something constructive? The corner of Bei Xiaoxiao's mouth couldn't help but twitch.

The snow bird seemed to understand our words, struggled in her arms, raised her head,


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