Chapter 1087 (1/2)

”Chirp ~”

”chirp ~”

in the morning, the early bird has stood on the branch, looking for food to eat. The clear birdsong penetrates the heavy rain and spreads into the bedroom, waking up Bai Qingqing in the quilt.

”Um ~” a grunt came out from the quilt, and then the objects in the quilt writhed, stretched out a piece of snow-white arm, and soon retracted back.

”It's cold.” The female voice in the quilt is soft and soft, which makes people listen to her heart and is in a mess.

Moore looked steadily at the bed and whispered, ”you're awake.”

The strange male voice makes Bai Qingqing stare at her eyes. Suddenly, she sleeps all over the place. She comes out of the quilt and looks up at Moore.

Her curly hair had been ravaged and disordered for a night, but with her beautiful face, it was only lovely, without any sense of slovenness. In particular, she had a dull expression, as if she were asleep, wondering why Moore was here.

”Moore?”

Although Moore was temporarily past, although Moore was a little depressed, looking at such a white Qingqing, the faint depression was immediately scattered by a violent throb.

”It's me.” Moore spoke in a low voice.

Bai Qingqing's brain was clear. She scratched the head of a chicken coop and sat up wrapped in a quilt.

”You can change, are you well?”

Moore nodded

Bai Qingqing obviously doesn't believe it. She remembers that it will take a year for feathers to recover completely. This is what Harvey told her when Moore came out of the ground. It's still the orc's good health to recover, like a broken winged bird, whose wings and feathers are cut off and never grow out.

Moore added: ”it's just that the skin is not as defensive as it used to be, and it doesn't affect the transformation. The bones of the wings are almost healed