Rebirth of Asura

Chapter 21 Black Fairy Tale (2)
"Shouldn't you be pooping on my head?"

No response, poke again.

"Hey, I'll lend you a roof over my head, but I won't give you food if you poop indiscriminately."

The fur ball moved, and the curled tail waved in the air for a while, and finally straightened and rested on the palm of the hand, returning to the shape of the hairpin when it was attached to the head.

Swing Snow was so playful, she raised her tail and swung the snowball around, having a great time, until Bai Qingqing yelled to get up outside, she threw it on her head and went downstairs.

"Aunt Qing, uncle, good morning Grandma Wang!"

The morning light shone on Qiu Qianxue, and her pure white skirt was shrouded in light, becoming a little transparent, with a pleasant smile on her little face exuding healing breath.

Like bathing in the holy light.

Grandma Wang set the meal and looked at Qiu Qianxue in amazement and love. This is really a child in a distant fairy tale. All the love in this world should be given to her.

A glass of milk, a fried egg, and an apple, a typical nutritious breakfast.

After Qin Yingchu started, Qiu Qianxue picked up the fork and lowered her head to eat.

Where she couldn't see, a certain ball began to wave its slender tail, and then let it go after spinning twice in the air.

Qin Yingchu was sitting directly opposite Qianxue, and happened to catch this moment when he raised his head.He lifted up his sagging glasses, and looked again, everything was normal. Could it be that he was dazzled, as if he saw the white fluffy hairpin on Xueer's head move.

Qiu Qianxue continued to eat fried eggs with her head down.

After a while, a certain ball on the head waved its small tail again, turned three times in the air and then let it go.

Bai Qingqing was drinking milk, holding back just in time for this little scene, put down the cup, rubbed her eyes, and stared at the top of Qiu Qianxue's head.

One minute later, a certain ball curled up its tail and moved slowly from the left. After about half a minute, it successfully crossed to the right, and then straightened its tail, returning to its hairpin shape.

After Qiu Qianxue finished eating the fried eggs, she raised her head and stared at Bai Qingqing with big eyes.

"What is Aunt Qing looking at?"

"Meng Xiaoxue, when did you have a mobile hairpin on your head?"

Qin Yingchu smiled, "I thought my eyes were blurred just now."

Swing Snow stretched out her right index finger, pointing to the top of her head,

"Snowball? It was given by my sister in school uniform yesterday."

"So it's that hybrid mouse! Sure enough, the owner's cute pet is also cute, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Bai Qingqing applauded joyfully.Qiu Qianxue and Qin Yingchu looked at each other, then shrugged their shoulders, Erhuo is naturally much happier.

When Bai Qingqing was away, the house seemed very quiet.

Qiu Qianxue’s room is well lit, and the interior decoration was designed by Qin Yingchu, a series of Mediterranean styles. There are large and small ocean bottles and seashell conch ornaments on the bookshelf. She took a thick book from the shelf. Paper books, sitting at the desk by the window and flipping through them.

—The witch peels off my skin and sews it into a doll, so I can be his little girl forever...

We don't want fairy tales that are so sweet.

We don't want beautiful princesses and brave princes.

We don't want God-sent wishes.

We don't want endless bread.

We don't want monsters to be defeated by princes.

We don't want witches to be burned to death.

Let's not 'live happily ever after'...

The warm sunshine comes in from the window, not as strong as the previous few days, the light is not glaring, it is very soft, the wind blows in, and it also brings a cool feeling, blowing the sea blue curtain on one side from time to time, made of shells and conch The wind chimes on the ground were jingling, like a beautiful piece of music.The girl tilted her head slightly and turned to the next page. Her small lips, like drinking blood, formed a happy arc. This is her favorite anthology of dark fairy tales...

The breeze swept over with a gust of strong wind, and a ball of snow-white fluff fell off the table.As if feeling that his body had been displaced, the fluffy guy turned over, revealing facial features that were too small to be seen clearly.

"Huh?" The girl lowered her head, looked closely at the little guy's bright black eyes, stretched out her hands, and wiped away the fluff that blocked her view from the left and right sides. Where is the little mouth?
Come, open your mouth and let the master take a look.

ah!Teeth look fine.

He tilted his head, propped his chin with one hand, and fiddled with the fat ball with the other.

As the pet of a genius devil, he should be able to do something!
(End of this chapter)