"Don't bully ink Lotus!"

The tree leaped up and held out a pair of small claws to hold the stiff white snake in the middle of the sky. It was as stiff as a fool in the middle of the sky. The flame of ink lotus was about to jump on it.

If you bake like this, you can't turn into a crispy snake.

Master silver! The little white snake showed deep admiration in the big amber eyes of the water. As soon as he turned, he would take the opportunity to enter Qiao Qiao's clothes.

Mo Lian's eyes are bright, two fingers and one clip. Taking advantage of the dead snake's unprepared ability, he put the snake's head in his hand and swung it with his hand -

only saw "whew" for a while, the little white snake flew in a perfect arc in the air, and was directly thrown out by Mo Lian from the half open window!

Mo Lianxin stops: why does Gu have to guard against both humans and animals?

Look at the face of the dead white snake, which is bewildered (as Mo Lian himself imagines), it's just a color snake. It's absolutely impossible to leave it in his baby's boudoir.

"What are you doing?" When the tree saw that the ink lotus had thrown the poor little white snake out of the window, it was speechless and helpless.

Just want to go to the window, small hand was pulled back by ink lotus.

"Joe Joe, it's a male snake. You can't hide it in your pocket! " Not to mention the chest!! Mo Lian said solemnly.

The tree couldn't help turning its eyes. "I just want to take it and put it in the basket. It's all right now. I don't know where you left it. "

Murian snorted and glanced at the door. "I'm back."

The little white snake climbed up along the table and looked pitifully at the tree. His big eyes were full of tears.

This is a poor load!! Mo Lian was just about to pick it up and throw it away.

Then the tree reached out and stopped him. He gave him a bad look and lifted his hand to hold up the poor snake. "What are you doing? Don't bully the children! "

What children! He'll bet his head on the moon! The weak looking little white snake must be an adult snake. Just look at its speed and strength, we can know that it is an extremely dark goods.

Mo Lian's eyes fell coldly on the snake's head. Suddenly he saw the little white snake twist its head and glare at him.

I'll go. It's a scheming snake indeed!

What about it!

Stare at him with his baby on his back!!

"Alas." Boys are brave and fierce goods. Both men and snakes can fight!

Qiao put the little white snake in the basket and touched its head.

All of a sudden a finger.

She suddenly found that the little white snake felt not cold, but smooth and moist like a piece of jade.

She clearly remembered that the first time the snake appeared at her bedside, the soft, greasy, cool and lingering feeling made her goose bumps.

But now, what's the matter with this warm feeling?

Main silver -

the snake head of the little white snake, rubs back and forth on the fingers of the tree happily.

The more you look, the more angry you are.

"Please don't touch it." The more you touch the snake, the more you let it go! Mo Lian hurriedly pulled back the little hand of the tree, held it in her own hand, and led her out.

"Go with me and say hello to my parents." Ink lotus fingers slightly move, a ink ring will quietly suspend on his fingers.