"Xiaoqin's appearance is beautiful, her figure is good, her skin is white, she is a beauty!"

"Got it! You have a crush on her? Tell me about her and Peter. I puffed up and interrupted the ramblings of my consciousness.

"I'm jealous of her for you! Such a beautiful woman is your opponent!"

"I'm not jealous of her, I hate you a little! ”

I hate to beat my consciousness and waste my precious time.

"Blow my fairy breath and nourish my spirit. "Consciousness bargained with me.

Hehe! It's blackmail!

I had no choice but to do what she asked, silently muttered the word flowers in my heart, and then blew a breath to give her the fairy spirit of two flowers.

"Did you get it?" I added.

"Thank you, welcome to keep tipping!" shouted Consciousness.

"Hmph, no, the fairy aura of the two flowers is enough to consume the nutrients of my mouthful of water. ”

"I said it!" consciousness was a little embarrassed, and after accepting my benefits, she wanted to show herself at work.

"Tell me about it! I hurried her forward, hoping that she would understand my feelings.

Peter invited Xiaoqin to dance, Xiaoqin doesn't slow ballroom dancing, she likes modern dance, Peter didn't care, took her to walk slowly on the dance floor, taught her to dance, and didn't pay attention, Xiaoqin stepped on Peter's foot, and suddenly, she was a little nervous. ”

I took a breath and my consciousness began to gasp for air.

What about playing with me? Where does the consciousness of the fairy need to breathe? Can I talk continuously for a long time, and I want to slack off? I react quickly in my brain.

"Don't waste time, Mom and Peter's affairs still need us, I must hurry up and finish asking about Xiaoqin, and see how Mom is doing right away. ”

"Peter comforted Xiaoqin, it's okay, I'm afraid your foot is hurting, let's go sit on the couch on the side!" Consciousness continued.

"Isn't that making it up?" I shouted.

"Can you remember what Peter said at the time?" I scoffed at consciousness.

"Oh! In addition to the theme content, I will polish the story a little bit, so that you don't feel bored, tell the story, you need beautiful plot content!"

Consciousness always likes to show off, as if he has become a writer and can write books.

"All right, Miss Writer, I just need results! Time is tight, I can't listen to you tell the story, and I'll turn back to my mother and Peter. ”

I disciplined her.

And just like that, Peter came into contact with Xiaoqin, and they were happily united. "Consciousness begins to end immediately.

"Oh, how do they fit together?" I was a little curious.

"Hehe, don't you want results? Don't you need to care about your mother's affairs?"

"My good sense, tell me how they get together?" I couldn't control my curiosity, so I had to contradict myself.

"Give me another flower fairy. "Consciousness is clearly blackmailing me.

"Stinky consciousness, do you want to hollow out my body? The fairy energy of two flowers is enough for you to consume for two days, do you want to support yourself and kill me again?" I couldn't help but roar at her.

"However, for your mother today, my immortal energy consumption is relatively large, and two flowers are only enough for me to use for half a day!"

"Oh!" I remembered that my mother's affairs needed her attention, and it was inevitable that she would consume fairy energy.

"Okay! I'll give you two more flowers, enough for you to toss for a day, remember! ”

There are too many immortals, and it is a waste to put it there with her.

"It's okay, I've expanded the storage area of immortal qi now, and two more flowers can fit it. Consciousness flaunts her personal building accomplishments.

What a selfish fellow, eat and drink all my nutrients, and build her own little vault, and have a chance to audit her little vault to see how much immortal energy she stole from me.

So, I muttered another sentence of flowers2, spit it out in my mouth, and gave consciousness the fairy energy of two flowers.

"Thank you!" "Consciousness is busy thanking me, there is a mother, consciousness is the same as Dad, into the eyes of the money.

"I said it!"

"Nonsense!

Peter played the violin and entered the room on the side of the ballroom, a luxuriously furnished room with everything for eating, drinking, and having fun. ”

He asked Xiaoqin, chocolate or coffee?

Without waiting for Xiaoqin to answer, he introduced that this kind of coffee is produced in the Mahamalla Desert in Africa, and is pulled from a precious cow's belly, and the coffee fermented by the cow's stomach is delicious and nutritious. ”

"Peter cares more about Xiaoqin and recommends her to drink nutritious coffee!" I couldn't help but interject a sentence, and consciousness would tell a story and fascinate me.

"Don't speak! "Consciousness stopped me loudly.

! Didn't even give me the right to speak? I was indignant in my heart.

"But, Xiaoqin said, I eat chocolate. Consciousness continued.

"What? she didn't drink coffee?" I was amazed, the storyline was beyond my judgment.

Xiaoqin disliked that coffee was poop pulled out by cows, and she was sick to her stomach when she drank it, preferring to eat chocolate. "Consciousness speaks why.

"Hehe! "I'm a little jealous.

"Wait a minute, Peter plays with her so much that she can't pay attention to it. "I couldn't help but gnash my teeth.

Peter is a patient man, and when Qin has eaten and drunk, he will slowly open his hands, like a flying eagle, and grab Xiaoqin's arm and slide down. ”

Consciousness paints colors, and she seems to be Peter.

"Don't say it, I don't like to listen to it, let's talk about the end, what happened to Peter's little piano?"

"The two of them slept together. Consciousness replied.

"Does Peter suck the fairy energy of Xiaoqin?"

"Xiaoqin is not a fairy demon, where can there be a fairy spirit?" consciousness sells her knowledge.

"Okay, did Peter suck the violin's energy?" I asked.

"Uh-huh! sucked it off, spit it back on. Consciousness answered me vaguely.

"Sucked it off, threw it back?Is Peter insane?"

Peter sucked away Xiaoqin's vitality, and Xiaoqin was not to be outdone, and also sucked Peter's vitality. "Consciousness explained to me that it gave her a few flowers, which was a bit in return.

"Hehe! Mutual benefit! No one suffers a loss, but Peter's skill is strong, and Xiaoqin's loss is greater. I smiled.

However, Peter liked Xiaoqin, and his heart was soft, and he didn't suck much of Xiaoqin's vitality, so that she maintained a flower-like appearance, and she didn't see the color of aging and haggardness, and her consciousness answered me immediately.

"Yes!" I immediately thought of the flower-like state of mind of the little lyre, and I felt that the words of consciousness were the truth.