Chapter 305: Xiaomei, who is home (3) (1/2)

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The eyes of the fire suddenly became deeper, and the eyes stared at the monsoon smoke.

Of course...

When the monsoon smoke will pull a small piece of furry stuff out of the clothes, hold it in front of the hand to the front of the fire...

The fire broke out.

The little bat that was sleeping was swept out by the monsoon, a pair of petite wrapped his own furry body from the wings, and the monsoon smoked his fingers and poked its round body. The little bat snorted twice. Shaking his body and unfolding his wings, swaying and standing in the palm of the monsoon smoke, the red eyes were still full of drowsiness, staggered and pushed by the monsoon smoke fingers, and turned up. The fire broke out.

The expression of the fire is very complicated.

The little bat squinted his eyes, slightly raised his small head and looked at the person standing in front of his own eyes.

At first glance, the little bat suddenly hit a spirit, and it was like seeing a ghost. He slammed his wings and slammed his back to the collar of the monsoon smoke. He shivered and held the neck of the monsoon smoke. That is a horror!

”Hey!!”

The monsoon smoke was shocked by the fierce reaction of the little bat. When looking up at the fire, the fire was very innocent and looked back at her.

”Don't be afraid, he is the one I want you to help me find, you are the same family, the little raging fire is very gentle.” The little bat's donkey in the monsoon smoke sensitive neck makes her want to laugh, she ignores the small The bat’s miserable mourning slammed the little bat in front of the fire.

Same race? ?

When the fire heard the monsoon smoke, the sharpness of the fundus almost disappeared in an instant. He looked at the monsoon smoke without a word, and his eyes were more complicated.

The little bat looked at the fire that was close at hand. Where is the heart to listen to what the monsoon smoke is saying, a pair of small wings and crazy pupa fans, watching the expression are crying...

Humans are liar!

Are liar!

The little bat struggled to the end, completely unmoved, and simply held himself with his wings, a look of incomparable love.