Raising beasts to become wives: Three young loyal dogs, and wolf wives to transform

Chapter 308 Old Romantic Dog Food

"I want."

Looking at Yan Mozhi's handsome and elegant face.

He Shuang saw that the skin under the fluffy snow-colored feathers turned red unconsciously.

"I want God to blow the bird's beak."

"I just swallowed the medicinal herb all the way, and my mouth hurts."

This request was said coquettishly, just like being coquettish.

Not annoying at all.

However, this request made He Shuang blush for herself.

Unexpectedly, Yan Mozhi agreed directly.

After He Shuangjian finished speaking, Yan Mozhi was silent for a few seconds before nodding seriously, "Okay."

Really, it's not pie in the sky, it's raining red, and she can't stop her silly luck when it comes!
Blow your mouth.It's understandable if it's children playing around.

However, Yan Mozhi and the one in front of him, no matter how immature they were, couldn't hide the fact that they had been cultivating under the Wanmo Cliff for many years.

Everyone is not young anymore, but they still come with such old and romantic dog food.

The old man Wanmoya, who was stroking his beard, couldn't help but cover his old face. As a single old man, he said that he couldn't listen anymore.

Today's young people don't know how to care for the empty nesters at all!

Yes, Yan Mozhi will do it.

Gently tapped the conspicuous red feathers on the head of the snowball-like delicate bird, and gently caressed the little red feathers with He Shuangjian's cross-eyed fingers. sharp mouth.

"Where does it hurt?"

"Where do you need to blow?"

The tone was gentle, and the eyes that were always clear were like soft waves in spring, intoxicating and bewitching, making He Shuangjian addicted to it, from then on, life after life, never to be able to come out again.

"It hurts everywhere."

He Shuang instinctively replied when he saw the stunned one.

A smile flashed in Yan Mozhi's eyes.

Stay like this.

What a lovely bird.

"Then I'll blow it"

Yan Mozhi lowered his head slightly and leaned forward, a few strands of his untied black hair slipped from his shoulders and hung down softly to the snow-white bird.

Black hair, snow-colored feathers.

Black and white are distinct, and they are a perfect match.

Yan Mozhi's thin lips parted slightly, facing the red pointed mouth, he turned out to be uninterestedly disgusted, and then exhaled lightly from his throat——

A soft breath with the aroma of the plant and herb he drank just now gently blows on the sharp mouth.

It seemed that it had blown onto He Shuangjian's heart, almost melting the bird.

So He Shuangjian really melted.

Before that, she had always maintained a basketball-sized appearance in front of Yan Mozhi.

Like a round snowball, it looks very joyful and lovable.

Now, after being blown by Yan Mozhi's breath of "immortal energy", his whole body seemed to melt, and the spells on his body loosened the taboo for some reason.

So, obviously it was blown, but the snowball-like bird deflated slowly, like a balloon leaking air.

In the end, it only looks like a palm-sized bird that can be held with one hand.

He Shuang was dumbfounded when he saw himself in Yan Mozhi's eyes.

Why, at this very moment, did she reveal her secrets? !

However, this is not important, because the small one looks quite cute.

Yan Mozhi saw the shame of a certain bird, so he asked, "Does the mouth still hurt?"

Seeing that he didn't react, He Shuang asked, "Ah?"

Yan Mozhi put the little bird in his palm, and blew another breath of fairy air indescribably.

Well, such a small one is quite handy.

Put it in your pocket and run around, just right.

With Mozhi's statement, Bird no longer has any worries about his reminder, and has since let himself go in front of the Great God.

From now on, the birds under the cliff of ten thousand demons will, whenever they see an opportunity, say, "Master, the bird's beak hurts~"

"God, give the bird a mouthful~"

Really, there is no lower limit for showing affection.

However, the retribution of showing affection came quickly.

This saying works a lot of the time.

I don't know how many years have passed, but the sweet days always pass quickly.The two showed their love until He Shuang saw that one day he practiced and became a human being, and lived with Yan Mozhi.

And in these days, Wanmoya doesn't know why, the demonic energy is getting less and less, and even the ten demonic pits rarely delay to go in and discuss, and I don't know if they are familiar or I'm scared, or maybe, the magic energy of their monsters is no longer enough to support their mischief.

And with the reduction of the magic energy, what Yan Mozhi felt the most was not that the visibility here had increased, but that the taboo of Wanmo Cliff had become smaller.

It seems that Yan Mozhi can go out from here.

Yan Mozhi doesn't think he's a stingy person, but he's not generous enough to be able to swallow his breath after almost killing someone.

Therefore, Yan Mozhi wanted to go out.

However, the birds at that time were afraid of the outside world.And Mozhi didn't want the birds to come into contact with the dirty world outside.

Therefore, Yan Mozhi was wearing the same white suit that He Shuangjian saw in his dream, standing where the bird once picked him up.

Holding the bird's black and white hair, he spoke affectionately in silence.

"Bird, wait for me. I'll be back soon after finishing some of the things above."

Although Niao'er looks very sad, but thinking of Yan Mozhi's collapse here that day, he also knows that there are important things to do.And she dared not go up.I could only hold back my tears, "Then you, you should come back earlier. When it's over, you must come back as soon as possible."

"it is good."

Yan Mozhi rarely promises to promise Ruo, but every time he promises to the bird, he never fails to do so.

Therefore, the bird was still very relieved.

However, there are always surprises.

Nephew once, Yan Mozhi didn't come back for a long, long time.

How long will it be?

It has been so long that the magic energy of Wanmo Cliff has disappeared, and the sky has completely turned into a blue sky with white clouds that are always clean.

After a long time, that talking star rock has also cultivated into a human being.

He became a dusty man with eyes as bright as stars.

It's very interesting, if the bird has never met Yan Mozhi, then she is very likely to give her first love to this man who has been with her through countless years of distress.

Companionship is the longest confession of love.

It's a pity that the most beautiful feeling in Bird's heart has already been given to that cold-faced and cold-hearted God who is only gentle to her.

"Tell me, did something happen to the Great God, or why didn't he come back for so long?"

The bird sat on the hillside where countless rare medicinal herbs grew where she and the great god often went, holding its chin, staring into the distance and asking.

(End of this chapter)