"Xiaoxuan, you are eccentric. You usually ask you to kiss me. You don't want to die. But you keep coming up in front of your sister-in-law. You're really a color imp!"

One side of emperor Yanfeng, looking at the beautiful picture of a big one and a small one, immediately shouted jealous.

However, there was a very obvious sour in his tone.

The handsome guy who wants to see a flat tire in his favorite car can't compare with his sister-in-law's little puppet!

It hurts your self-esteem. You have wood!

"Hum! You are the color. Be careful when I tell sister Xiaoqing that you were held by an ugly woman yesterday. "

The steamed stuffed bun looked proudly at the emperor's burning maple, and red fruit threatened to say.

"You! You're going to heaven, aren't you? "

Emperor Yanfeng was so angry that he almost didn't faint and lay on the grass.

Yesterday he went out with a steamed stuffed bun. It was the ugly woman who recognized him and wanted to hold his thigh.

He took a small steamed stuffed bun and was banged by an ugly woman. The little steamed stuffed bun insisted that he was playful.

With sister Xiaoqing, I hold hands with other ugly women!

It's a distortion of the facts. There are wood and wood!

"Give me wings and I'll go."

The little steamed stuffed bun used to quarrel with his fifth uncle shook his small head and said triumphantly.

"Come on, xiaoxuanzi, I'll give you wings."

With that, Emperor Yanfeng pulled out two small grasses from the grass and put them behind the steamed stuffed bun.

"Well, you already have wings. Go to heaven quickly."

Said, Emperor Yanfeng looked at the steamed stuffed bun with a smile. The smile on his face was simply not too cheap.

“……”

The people present only felt a row of crows flying over their heads.

Than naive, than two goods, than funny, Emperor Yanfeng cliff is the first!

Little steamed stuffed bun looked at emperor Yanfeng contemptuously, and then ran to the flower bed not far away.

Picked a blooming red flower and ran back.

Big eyes looked at emperor Yanfeng, "little maple, will you get down first?"

The little steamed stuffed bun has a harmless face. It looks as cute as it should be.

Emperor Yanfeng picked his eyebrows for him, gave him a cruel look, and then lay down obediently.

He wants to see what the ghost elf steamed stuffed bun wants to do.

However, the next moment, Emperor Yanfeng called a regret!

When Emperor Yanfeng lay down, a bright smile appeared on the little steamed stuffed bun's face, and a cunning light twinkled in his big eyes.

Then, under the puzzled eyes of the people, the little steamed stuffed bun put the just picked red flowers on the ass of emperor Yanfeng

Exactly, it's right in the middle of your ass.

Then, before emperor Yanfeng reacted, he said solemnly in his soft voice.

"Little maple, your chrysanthemum is still very red."

With that, the steamed stuffed bun ran for his life and fell down in Lin Qianyi's arms. The smile on his face was not satisfied.

Then, on the big lawn, there was a loud laugh.

"Hahaha, the chrysanthemum is red. Hahaha, I'm going to die of laughter."

Di Yanwei laughed and beat the grass with his hands. His tears almost didn't laugh. "Little maple, when were you burst into chrysanthemums?"

With that, Emperor Yan smiled more happily.

Emperor Yanfeng, who was trapped by a small steamed stuffed bun, finally recovered and jumped up suddenly.

At the same time, his face turned red and roared at the steamed stuffed bun, "you little devil! See if I don't clean you up! "

With that, Emperor Yanfeng was about to reach out and catch the steamed stuffed bun from Lin Qianyi's arms.