After being dressed as a little fat, he was taken away by the male protagonist

Chapter 31 The Strange Man Who Steals
"Hey... where's your little fat bird?"

Xiao Lu secretly rolled his eyes, what kind of person is this, he has no manners at all.

"Isn't it flying away? The bird is very smart. You should buy a cage and lock it inside."

He thought that the suggestion he made was very good, and continued to say with a smile on his face: "How about I ask the Liu family to make it for you, do you think it's feasible?"

Shen Yanjin finally looked straight at him, but Liu Qianfo was as excited as a sieve, "Wait, I'll have someone make you a golden bird cage!"

After all, turn around and leave.

"Jiujiu!" Don't go!

Xiao Ling wished he could peck Liu Qianfo's forehead and let him experience the dangers of society. Of course Liu Qianfo, who had been injured once, would not be able to suffer the first time again. He dodged left and right, as fast as a rabbit, freely lol.

You chase after me, the yard is bustling with activity.

"Don't play anymore, I'm very tired."

Liu Qianfo was out of breath, sitting opposite Shen Yanjin, pouring out a cup of tea for himself profusely with sweat, taking a sip, and sighed in his stomach: "It's too hot, is it going to rain heavily, the dragon turned over last night, today won't ...Let's flood the cage!"

This is not a good phenomenon. Natural and man-made disasters are unpredictable, just like people watching on the day of suffering. Nothing is more heartless and unjust than this.

Xiao Lu fell on the top of Liu Qianfo's neatly combed head, and his round black bean eyes showed helplessness.

"I'm already planning to leave Huan'an City before dark. I won't stay here for long."

"Little Fat Bird, what about you, how about choosing someone else, how about me?" Jokingly stretched out his hand to flick Xiao Fat Chiu's small forehead, and after being pecked violently, he withdrew his hand resentfully.

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Not long after Liu Qianfo left, the sky became dark and covered with dark clouds. Continuous thunderstorms hit the roof tiles with a clatter, reverberating throughout the courtyard.

If things go on like this, Huan'an City will be flooded. Xiao Ling doesn't understand why Shen Yanjin ignores the advice given by Liu Qianfo in the morning. Isn't he afraid that a fire at the city gate will hurt the fish in the pond?

Originally, thunder and rain were scary, but when I turned around, I saw a ferocious face outside the paper window, which frightened Xiao Lu so that his whole body stiffened.

Human or ghost?

Shen Yanjin's tortoise bastard didn't know where he went, it was the only bird left in the room, it would be a lie to say it wasn't scary.

"Chirp!"

Xiao Lu fluttered his wings and flew towards Shen Yanjin's bedroom, and slipped into the thin quilt in one swift motion.

"Boom~" The rain was getting heavier, the lightning flashed and the thunder rumbled, the room was illuminated by the halo of lightning from time to time, and then slowly darkened, Xiao Lu, who was hiding in the quilt, sniffed the clean grass fragrance in the quilt, and his mood calmed down slightly .

It was never afraid of thunder and rain in its previous life, but when it came here, it just couldn't help being afraid, maybe it was a bird's physique, or maybe it was afraid from the beginning.

"Crack..."

The door was opened, and under the thunder and lightning, a tall figure stood motionless at the door with the halo behind his back.

"Jiujiu?" Shen Yanjin?
Shen Yan would like you to come back...

When a flash of lightning was struck and illuminated the entire room, Xiao Lu realized that the person who came was not Shen Yanjin at all.

It immediately retracted its head into the quilt, and did not dare to move again.

Are there ghosts in this world?
If not, how can it be explained that it crossed over to a bird?
"It's not this, no, where are all the things?" The tall figure rummaged through the boxes, looking for something, and his voice was loud and thick, making it difficult to ignore.

After searching but to no avail, the man was so angry that he sliced ​​his sword into the thin quilt of the bed, "Hmph, I don't believe it anymore."

(End of this chapter)