Chapter 119

"Go!" The tree angrily scolded and reached out to pull the little broken squirrel down from its face.

Then, without looking at the tears in the eyes of the little guy's black peas, he flicked a squirrel away from the roof of another hole.

A car of big and small, old and young, all silent, staring at Qiao.

"Such a lovely little guy, you and you, how could you treat him like this?" Qiao Wenjuan screams!

"Squeak!" The little white squirrel persevered and broke through the wall of the carriage.

It's just that half of its chubby body is stuck in the car, half of it is stuck out of the car, and it can't move. Its small hairy head is on the shoulder of the tree, and it looks at the little owner with tears.

The corner of the tree's mouth involuntarily drew.

Seeing it stuck there shaking its round body, trying to pull itself out of the hole, such a fool, the tree didn't know whether to laugh or to be angry.

"Squeak!" The little white squirrel humanized and asked for help.

The tree put out a thin finger and poked at its chubby body.

"Squeak." Little master doesn't seem to treat himself very much. Please comfort the weak heart!

"I'll help you." Qiao Wenjuan forced her way from the corner of the carriage and raised her hand to hold the squirrel with a smile.

"Squeak!" The cute little hairy face suddenly turned over and showed fierce eyes. Before Qiao Wenjuan could react, she took a bite in the palm of her hand.

Qiao Wenjuan fell down with a "gudu" and quickly spread turmeric on her face.

"Juan'er." The old lady was startled. She hurriedly came up to see her daughter. Turning her head, she said angrily to the tree, "what did you do to your little aunt?"

The tree pulled the little white squirrel out of the hole in the car wall and gave the old lady a blank look

Old Joe choked at once.

"How long will she lie?" The arbor can see that the little white squirrel's mouth is slightly different this time.

Before, in the secret place, all the people who were bitten by it were killed on the spot. This time, Qiao Wenjuan was still standing dead, but her eyes could still move around. However, her face was frightened as if she would faint at any time.

"Squeak?"

The tree held out one finger after another, and when it was added to the third one, it asked, "three hours?"

The little white squirrel nodded, with a cute expression.

The tree is full, nodding, "it will be clean till night."

Without Qiao Wenjuan's nagging, it's also very good!

"You go." Knowing that the little white squirrel can understand his words, the tree puts his round body down and moves it with his little hand.

"Squeak!" The little white squirrel rushed to the tree, and saw the heaven and the earth rolling to keep it.

"I can't protect too many people." The tree looks light.

"Squeak!" The little white squirrel jumped up at once, shaking his short limbs, and came to set up a set of four different Kung Fu.

It means it's strong, it doesn't need to be protected, and it can protect others.

That stupid thing made Wei Ziqin and others want to laugh.

"Sister, it's fun!" Jolin suddenly reached out his little claw to touch it, which scared Wei Ziqin.

The tree glanced at the little white squirrel with fierce light in his eyes, "no biting."

Little white squirrels with their tails drawn back, pitifully still.

Jolin hugged its round little body and cried happily, "sister, have fun! It's fun. "

The tree shakes its head helplessly, suddenly thinking of something, and its eyebrows move slightly.