Xiaobao shouted, his little face twisted into a ball, and he shouted: "I hate it in my height, and I hate it in my place. My height is the essence, and the concentration is the essence. Do you understand it? Do you understand it?"
Xiaobao was obviously angry. You can say anything about him, you can say that he is not good, all kinds of bad, and all kinds of annoying!
But, you can't say his height!
Mo Zhuyue was ashamed, and Luo Luo's words hit Xiaobao's pain point. Mo Zhuyue will always remember that when she wanted to pull out the small leaf on Xiaobao's head that would be his taller, Xiaobao looked furious.
He still complained that he could not find his wife after he was wronged, and it was just like she snatched his wife.
Luo Luo was not convinced and put his hands on his hips: "Hmph, you are already small, you are the only one who has the size of me! Humph, little short!"
Mo Zhuyue was ashamed. Luo Luo's words were too poisonous. Although Xiaobao was not big, he was the size of a palm. No matter how small or small it was, there was more than one small finger...
"Who do you say is the little short, who do you say is the little short!"
Xiaobao was excited and used his flexible figure to jump from Mo Zhuyue to Luoluo's body, and then quickly used his claws on Luoluo's head at an unexpected speed.
Luo Luo screamed endlessly. She would lose to Xiaobao because Xiaobao was fast and she had no power to resist. Now, in a short while, Luo Luo's originally exquisite hair turned into
The straw nest piled on her head.
If Sancho had seen her like this now, Sancho would definitely not have had any idea.
The two started to collide in the narrow carriage.
The Dujuan and Long Ying sitting outside were so happy when they heard Luo Luo's screams. Humming a happy little song should have some restrictions on the little witch.
Afterwards, Luoluo's screams made Mo Zhuyue's headache, and she frowned in displeasure.
"Enough!"
Long Canghao remembered the low voice, and the tone was filled with emotion. When he saw Mo Zhuyue's frown, he knew that Mo Zhuyue was unhappy.
Long Canghao pointed his slender finger outside: "You two, go outside."
Finally, Long Canghao threw Luo Luo and Xiaobao out directly, but the flying carpet outside was ready. Unfortunately, they would probably have to spend the whole way on the flying carpet.
Luo Luo touched her nose aggrievedly. Long Canghao was too powerful. She didn't want to come out, so she was thrown out by him. She could only stare at Xiaobao, who was sleeping on the flying carpet.
Xiaobao ignored him directly, put his arm on his head, whistled, closed his eyes to rest. She was a divine object in the Nitian Mountains, and she would sleep there the same way.
But Luoluo is a person. It’s hard to bear to sleep on a flying carpet at night!
However, Mo Zhuyue was tired and fell asleep directly. He didn't know how to go. Long Canghao! As long as someone disturbed Mo Zhuyue, she frowned and was unhappy, couldn't bear it? Sorry, he never did this before.
Heart.
As for Du Juan and Long Ying who were rushing the train, their emotions were even more different, and they were so satisfying!
They wanted to run away alone in the carriage, instead of enjoying their happiness on the flying carpet!
Therefore, comparing people with others will make people angry.
There is a saying that goes, it’s not that the time has not arrived!