Chapter 1642 (1/2)

At the words of yean, yedie is not good.

The second childe in the palace, who is old, has a first kiss?

However, he left in this way.

Elegant demeanor, a wave of sleeves, do not take half of the cloud.

Night butterfly seemed to be a little absent-minded all afternoon. She took two milkshakes to red Qi, but red Qi held her finger to her mouth and whistled. Soon, Xuebao followed the whistle.

The white tiger walked gracefully step by step. Even though it walked slowly, looking at its tall and powerful posture, people who didn't understand its nature would be particularly thrilled.

He came to the red Qi's feet and rubbed with his hairy head on the red Qi's legs as usual.

Red Qi stroked its hair, crossed the words of Yekang yean in his mind, smiled a little, pointed to two milkshakes on the tea table, and said, ”good drink, do you want to drink?”

Xuebao looks up at him and nods.

He took a cup and put it on the ground. Xuebao put out his big pink tongue and licked it. The milkshake in the cup gradually bottomed out.

In red Qi's mind, he once again snatched up the words of yean, saying that he kissed the woman who had been transformed into snow treasure under the tree.

Kiss.

Such a big pink tongue.

The red Unicorn frowned, and his hair bristled.

For a while, I was a little more curious. I didn't know what the female tiger would look like when she became an adult?

After eating the mango, I ate the banana.

Two milkshakes were swallowed.

Red Qi looks at the empty cup on the ground and wipes Xuebao's mouth with a tissue.

Xuebao squints his eyes, obviously enjoying himself very much.

He walked forward two steps, lying on the side of the red Qi's body very gently, leaning the huge tiger's head on the red Qi's legs, like a clever child seeking gentleness.

As usual, red Qi was close to it, but suddenly he said, ”eh, Kangkang used to hold you. Now you always stick to me as if I were your master.”

Xuebao lies quietly.

Red Qi takes a comb from his pocket. It's specially carved for Xuebao.

When he was in ancient times, he would carve some small things with wood. Anyway, there was no fun there. A wood carving could accompany him for a long time.

He found a jujube tree in the back garden of the palace, sawed a thick branch and made a jujube comb for Xuebao.

Xuebao's hair is thick and plump. The general combs are not good at all. Ziyu bought a lot of pet combs, which are all metal, with static electricity. Every time, many hairs of Xuebao will fall down.

Red Qi doesn't know how he wanted to make a comb for it. Even Kang Kang didn't want to make a comb for it.

However, he always kept the female tiger in mind.

He wanted to taste the delicious food; when it was windy outside, he was afraid that it would catch cold; when it rained, he ran out and brought it in to sleep in his house.

At first, he thought, this is just the feeling of common hatred and common hatred that was cultivated in Gubei month.

But now, he doesn't think so.

Holding the comb and helping Xuebao comb his hair a little bit, red Qi said, ”I'll make you a horn comb myself when I have a chance.”

Xuebao's eyes suddenly appear a light water mark, looking at it.

Without stopping, he combed his hands in an orderly manner, and said, ”if I become a relative, have a daughter-in-law, have a child, I'm afraid I can't comb your hair like this, they will be jealous.”