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Chapter 241 SR: Am I a Super Cute Duck~ (25)

In a daze, it seemed that the one with those eyes was no longer the little white dumpling.

It's the girl in the dream.

Like her, she tilted her head slightly, and blinked at him ignorantly with her wet eyes.

Yi Zhongqian gasped for breath and subconsciously covered his chest.

After a pause for a while, he seemed to realize something, and couldn't help but suddenly looked at the express box beside him.

In the next second, he stretched out his hands involuntarily, and violently opened the box two or three times.

"...Did you really buy these things?"

Sun Bofu, who was quietly watching from the side, saw Yi Zhongqian took out a cute duck cage and several packages of good duck food from the express box, and opened his eyes in surprise.

This Yi Zhongqian, after raising steamed buns for a few days, did he really develop feelings for him?

Hey, who complained to him that the duck is a rectal animal?

He should really give him a fried bowl of fried rice.

……

However, this guy is playing melancholy here, and Mantou's side must not have a good time.

He glanced at the V blog just now, and those fake fans in the same city who have already seen Mantou have already been disappointed in various ways.

What kind of steamed buns are thinner, ugly, disabled, etc., and what else can she belch in two days or something, and her tone is unusually beating.

Even the store manager deleted the post about welcoming Mantou home.

This group of people is simply embarrassing to the cute blogger.

But... In this way, if Yi Zhongqian wants to buy steamed buns, he shouldn't have to spend a lot of money.

Thinking of this, Sun Bofu's eyes lit up, he squatted down suddenly, and gently elbowed the stunned guy.

He smiled and said, "Otherwise, if you go and buy the steamed buns, you can continue to raise them?"

"... so what if I bought it."

Yi Zhongqian hesitated, but lowered his head again.

"We can't keep ducks in our dormitory, it's too dangerous to keep them here."

He glanced at Sun Bofu, his eyes flickered, "Besides...she is quite expensive."

"Wow, my big brother, what kind of inexplicable worries do you have?"

Sun Bofu rolled his eyes speechlessly, then looked at the tightly wrapped paintings around him, and spread his hands, "You should be very clear, just pick a few here and sell them to those who have been staring at you. Can you even buy a few steamed buns?"

"...My paintings are not for sale!"

Yi Zhongqian also gave him a pair of white eyes angrily.

Rather than selling it to those merchants who smell of copper, it is better to take it home and press it at the bottom of the box.

"...What's the use of saving it all up as a baby, and you can't lay duck eggs!"

Sun Bofu couldn't laugh or cry.

Sometimes he really felt that he could be suffocated to death by the sour smell of an artist that Yi Zhongqian exudes from time to time.

Can you be more mature like him?

Anyway, he couldn't persuade him, so Sun Bofu could only sigh and stand up.

"I'm going back first, there is still a live broadcast in the afternoon."

Before leaving, he paused, turned around again, and said lightly, "I really hope you can think about it, those things are more important in your heart."

"..."

Yi Zhongqian shook his head.

Which ones are more important...

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At night, Yayabao closes its business.

Nian Qingqing watched silently as the store manager sighed as he took her out of the ornate cage and put her in an ordinary cage.

Then another duck that was so high-spirited and so proud that its tail could fly into the sky was sent in as the new famous duck.

There were screams, cheers, and cynicism all around.

　Good noon, ask for a ticket

　　
　
(End of this chapter)