I thought I would be able to sleep peacefully after being caught by the and brought to the coop, but I knew that while I was sleeping, there was a problem again.

The two fleas, who had slept well in the middle of the night, came up, and finally found a way to threaten them to leave, in order to get the assurance that they would leave, and I asked them to give a reason.

I didn't expect them to really say a reason that made me cry and laugh, that is, they were full.

It's like we finally found a chance to escape, but the person who forced me said that we had already shot and were leaving.

This feeling of loss is really uncomfortable.

I saw that the flea did have a bulging belly now, as if it was full, and I don't know what the flea's character was, so I believe it first, if it doesn't work, I'll just press them underneath.

"I believe you for once." I struggled to move around and let the guy out.

The crushed flea looked like it was going to die just now, but now it immediately came to life and jumped directly towards his brother.

"Are you alright?" Seeing his younger brother jumping over, the elder brother asked with great concern.

"It's fine." The younger brother replied obediently.

"It's okay, it's okay, then let's go." The elder brother said to the younger brother.

"Just gone? This damn creature weighs me down so much. The younger brother was obviously unconvinced.

"And what do you want to do?"

"I ......"

"Let's go, you're full, you're fine, let's go." When the brother had finished speaking, he jumped on top of the straw pile.

The younger brother looked at me very unpleasantly and jumped on it.

Seeing them go up, my heart finally relaxed, and I could finally sleep peacefully.

There are so many things going on this big night, this is already at the bottom, there shouldn't be mosquitoes, right?

Wait, if a few mosquitoes come running, then I won't have to sleep tonight.

The loud sound of "clucking ......" basically pierced the entire village, and then the whole felt the day coming.

The rooster stood on a high place in the sunlight, the gorgeous feathers shining in the sun, unusually good, and the majestic body also showed the rooster's majestic domineering.

It's no wonder that the rooster is so confident that he doesn't have to chase it, and the hen likes him, so he still has a confident chip.

I was in a daze, and after the rooster crowed, it came back to me, and I asked very depressedly, "How did you get to the innermost point?" ”

"The nest is not strong enough, and it has fallen." I said depressedly.

"Did you climb up on your own?"

"If I could climb up on my own, I'd spend the night underneath?" I said depressedly.

"Forget it, I'll help you." The just stuck out its mouth and pecked at me.

Biting my body, he pulled me out, asked me to put me on the edge of the chicken coop and said, "It's dawn, my work is done, okay, now let's get down to business." ”

"Your job?" I asked, confused, isn't it the job of the rooster to make the hen lay eggs? It's just dawn and it's over? Productivity is too fast, isn't it?

"Yes, my job, my job is to drive away the darkness and bring a world of light to everyone," said the rooster, who held his head high, feeling unusually proud.

Damn, where does this rooster get his confidence? It's really superstition that kills people, how can it be the same as the rooster in my elementary school textbook.

"And have you ever tried not to scream for a day?" I said speechlessly.

"Yes." The rooster replied simply.

"And the result? The end of the world? I asked curiously.

"As a result, it rained that day, and the sun didn't come out." The attack said very proudly.

Holy, that's okay?

I'm really speechless, don't don't, I really doubt that this has crazy narcissistic syndrome.

It is said that animals instinctively sense the change of the weather, and I suspect that the rooster senses that it is going to rain, so he deliberately does not crow.

Of course, I was skeptical, and I couldn't really say anything, after all, I was in an absolutely vulnerable situation, so I could only smile bitterly.

"Okay, let's not talk about this, it's not worth mentioning, it's all what I should do, let's think about how to pursue love." The rooster said casually.

I relied on this pretend, and I suddenly felt that this cock was too awesome, this is simply an invisible fighter in pretending.

I don't even know what to say next, it's embarrassing, and I suddenly can't answer.

"Hey, what are you going to do? Didn't you say help me? Why don't you speak. The rooster looked at me and asked curiously, without moving or speaking.

"I'm thinking." In fact, it's my head hurts, helping such a guy who can pretend to be forced to find love, isn't this hurting other hens?

But now there is no way, if I don't chase the hen, I won't have a small life, or find a way to help him, I don't believe in my love seventy-two plans and can't catch a hen.

"Then let's go now, let's see what kind of living environment the hen is, what kind of work and rest time it is, and what hobbies it has, so that we can prescribe the right medicine." I tilted my head back and said with difficulty.

"Okay, I'll take you there." After saying that, the rooster took me in his mouth and ran out as fast as he could.

I'm worried about one thing right now, and that's that this won't suddenly fall down while running and accidentally swallow me, right?

So I worriedly asked, "Can you put me on your back?" ”

"No, you can." The rooster said vaguely.

Because it bit me in the mouth, when you speak, it's like saying a word that wants to bite me, so it bites me very painfully.

I regret now that I could just talk to that, I was afraid of being swallowed, but if I continued to talk like this, would I be bitten to death before I even got there?

So I immediately closed my mouth, even if I was scared, it was much better than being bitten to death.

I actually remembered a joke here, that is, what is the most disgusting time to eat apples? Then people said that they were eating and eating insects.

And then what's more disgusting than a late bug? That's half of the worm, because half of it is already in the mouth.

Are you disgusting or not?

And I'm worried now that I'm not going to be so warm and disgusting, I don't want to be bitten off by that, half of it in his mouth, and one side of it falls to the ground.

In my heart, I literally recited all the gods I knew, don't be bitten into two knots, don't.

I prayed in my heart with my eyes closed, the biting cold wind blowing around me outside, and the rooster's saliva drifting over me.

And the rooster is still running very unsteadily when he is running, so I am like a piece of fat in the mouth of the rooster, constantly fluttering in his mouth, I have never been motion sickness, and today I suddenly found that I had signs of motion sickness.

I felt like my intestines were being jolted out of place, and what was even more exaggerated was that I didn't have a chance to vomit even if I wanted to.

Where is this in a hurry, this is completely a chronic murder, why didn't you run so fast when I went back last night, was it a chicken blood today? So excited.

Forget it, you are a chicken, you don't need to be beaten with chicken blood, you have chicken blood in your body.

I'm now completely combined with the bumpy snot and tears and the water in my mouth, unusually wolf, I thought I was going to be tortured to death like this today, and suddenly the stopped.

Then he put me on the ground, and it was only at this moment that I felt that the world had returned to normal, and the world that had been turning in my mind had finally stopped.

I felt like I didn't have a fat body anymore, and I felt like I was left with a skin, just like the one in the cartoon that was crushed by a car and only had one skin left, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

I don't want to do anything now, I don't want to do anything, I just want to lie quietly, just lie down, if you want me to eat it now, I really feel that it is much better to be eaten than to be tortured to death like this.

"Are you alright?" The rooster asked cautiously.

"You...... Do you feel like I'm okay? "I felt weak all over my body, and I couldn't speak clearly, so I said very weakly.

"I feel like you're dying." The rooster said with a serious face.

...... "I guess I'm even if I'm not killed by that rooster, is there anyone who talks like that?" No, chicken? Will you speak, I don't have anything to say in one sentence, is this deliberately angry with me?

"You can't die, if you die, what will happen to my love?" The rooster said very worriedly, it doesn't matter whether I live or die in my feelings, his love is the important thing.

Can I talk with this chicken? Can you speak? Can't you care about my life or death? Is maggots so incapable of maggots?

I'm also life, okay......

I want to cry without tears.