"Little bun, if you don't faint, otherwise I will hit the door?" The little pigeon shouted.

Lin Bao was so anxious that the tips of his heart began to tremble, and there was no tissue paper around him, only the used ones were still in the dung pit.

- God, is it April Fool's Day?

No, for the sake of the future, we have to separate the little pigeon first, otherwise it will be bad if he sees that he is a woman!

"That little pigeon, there's no straw paper here, why don't you go get some for me first."

She said in a rough voice, and listened to the footsteps of the little pigeon in the distance, and then slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

And just then, a white hand passed through the dark curtain and reached for her.

Lin Bao was startled, his legs shrank and he almost didn't squat and fell into the dung pit, but he heard a muffled voice from the other side of the curtain: "No-"

She looked down at that hand, and saw that there was something sacred and great in that white hand—hand paper!

"That...... Thank you. ”

She embarrassed, reaching out and twisting the piece of paper, and the white hand quickly retracted.

After three and two clicks, Lin Bao lifted his pants, quickly tied his trouser belt, and as soon as his front foot stepped out of the thatched house, he collided with a little pigeon holding a pile of toilet paper.

Nima, who doesn't walk with long eyes!

She clutched her head and stepped back, but it was like hitting something like a wall.

Lin Bao is on fire, why, people in these years don't walk for a long time!

She opened her eyes and was about to scold, but found that the little pigeon had fallen in the hand paper, and a pot of flowers had also been knocked to the ground, and it just so happened that the flower was inserted in the little pigeon's head.

Don't...... This is the legendary flower stuck in cow dung?

Well, for the sake of this thing falling worse than her, I won't bother with him.

It's just that...... Who was the person who was behind her just now?

Lin Bao subconsciously turned her head, but found Xiahou Jinnian, who was pale and full of grievances, standing behind her.

Well, for the sake of this product just sent her a handpiece of paper, I don't have the same knowledge as him.

She turned her head back, helped up the little pigeon that was still lying on the ground, smiled helplessly, and said, "Little pigeon, can you look at it next time you walk?" ”

"Emma, I've fallen so badly, and you're still talking about me. Hey, where did this flower come from? ”

The little pigeon patted its buttocks, plucked the flower off its head, and looked at it in wonder.

Lin Bao patted him on the shoulder and said, "Hmm-it is said that flowers love dung, which should be the reason why it depends on you." ”

Even a three-year-old child could hear that she was scolding him for being big dung in disguise, and the little pigeon couldn't hold his breath and scolded: "Get out of the calf!" ”

Hearing this, Lin Bao's eyes lit up and said, "No, you should say this - roll, baby cow!" ”

“……”

The little pigeon felt that she really had no face to stay, and she couldn't even scold her, would she still have her own place in this palace in the future?

Depressed, he turned and walked away.

Lin Bao saw him leaving sullenly, and couldn't help but wonder, and hurriedly shouted: "Eh-baby cow, don't go!" ”

I haven't even picked up this straw yet!

Who knows, when the little pigeon heard this, it went faster!

She shook her head helplessly, crouched down and picked up the paper scattered on the ground.

Xiahou Jinnian also stepped forward and squatted beside her to pick it up with her, and said with great interest: "I found that you are quite funny to talk to!" ”