The second master's eyes widened and he was shocked!
“My fish!!!!”
Yu Ling's lips trembled slightly, it's over!
Damn stupid bird!
You eat fish so blatantly! And you even eat it in front of the real owner!
Why didn't she strangle it to death just now!!!
I saw the big white bird inserting its long beak into the fish tank on the ground, accurately grabbing a slender, palm-sized silver spearfish, and suffocating it with three blows and two blows.
Daimao flapped his wings with satisfaction, but seemed to feel that it was not enough, so he stretched his neck and grabbed a bigger fish...
Xiaoke:!!
Zhou Chongming:!!!
Yu Ling:!!!!
"Ahhhh! Dead bird! Brave little thief! I'm going to shark you! Roast you and feed you to the fish!" Zhou Chongming's face was twisted and ferocious, completely missing the gentle and elegant look on the screen.
He rolled up his sleeves and was bound to have a life-and-death fight with Du Mao!
Daimao swallowed the fish proudly, flapped his wings to dodge, and squawked at Zhou Chongming.
Boy! Didn’t I just eat two of your fish? What about you?
"Quack!" Ouch! My hair! I will fight with you!
Yu Ling watched helplessly as a big star fought with a shameless thief for three hundred rounds, wondering if he should stop it.
As for Xiao Ke and the man who came with the fish tank, they were already frightened.
Where have they ever seen such a wonderful...bah, shocking scene.
"What are you doing?" The old man looked down from the second floor and stared at Zhou Chongming with a look of disgust.
At this moment, Zhou Chongming's hair was messy, with a few feathers stuck in it, and his original white shirt was crooked and wrinkled.
"This bird is eating my fish in front of me! It's too much!" Zhou Chongming glared and gnashed his teeth, wishing he could catch it and roast it.
The old man walked downstairs slowly, "Hey, aren't they just those broken fish of yours? Anyway, there are a lot of fish in your fish pond, and I'll eat as much as I like."
When Zhou Chongming saw the old man protecting the big white bird, he pointed at Dumao and then at himself.
He looked at the old man with a heartbroken face and said, "Old man, we are the ones who are kissing each other, right? How can you protect a bird?"
The old man touched Dai Mao's head and looked at the few feathers on Dai Mao's butt that was bald with some distress, "What's wrong with me just protecting you? You are such an unworthy descendant, you run outside and show off all day long.
, it’s better for our idiots to accompany me and make me happy!”
The old man seized the opportunity and complained vigorously.
"One or two, they are homeless all day long!" The huge manor was empty. If it weren't for the old buddy Bart accompanying him, he would have died of boredom.
Zhou Chongming opened his mouth, knowing that he was wrong.
"I...this is also my job. Am I still your kiss?" How can I show off in such a coquettish manner!
"Humph, I didn't kiss you, I would have kicked you out a long time ago!" The old man touched Dumao, "Dudao, I will have someone go to his pond to catch the fish for you later and make dinner for you.
Look at your hair, it’s a little bald!”
"That's my fish! The fish I worked so hard to find! It's so expensive!"
"Isn't it just fish? I eat it every day!" the old man snorted.
Zhou Chongming's eyes widened. No wonder his pond often lacked many fish. He thought it was the big fish eating the small fish...
As soon as Qi Xiu came back, he saw feathers all over the ground, "What's wrong with this?"
Did Yu Ling get into a fight with Dai Mao again?
Looking up, Zhou Chongming, who usually puts on a showy face, actually looked aggrieved and embarrassed.
Zhou Chongming looked at Qi Xiu who had returned and shouted: "Little nephew!"