Although the other party is already lying at the bottom of the pit.

But I still wanted to beat him up.

Let him be refreshed.

Asa looked at a white hairball lying on the ground that couldn't even move except for the tail.

I took another look at the black and white that I had adapted to for half a month, but I still couldn't adapt to the panda walking, and now I am still stumbling when I walk, and I always wrestle in black and white...... In other words, pandas walk with this characteristic.

It's silly and cute, stupid, but a slap can really kill you.

So Qianjia really can't imagine how these two little hairy dumplings should fight.

Rolling together and pulling each other's hair?

The picture is so beautiful that it's a bit unimaginable.

But fortunately, Qinghui only said it so casually.

For fighting with Mingyue, it is already commonplace for Qinghui, whether he fights or not, it doesn't seem to be the time now.

Qinghui thought so, and struggled to drag his bamboo down.

Click, click, bite by bite.

The voice was crisp, so Mu Ruojin couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at Qinghui again.

I saw that the baby panda had folded the huge bamboo into several pieces, held it in his arms, and was looking down and gnawing on it.

The hairs around the mouth are stained with a lot of scraps.

When he opened his eyes, he tilted his little head to look at him again.

Mu Ruojin: ......

To be honest, it's still amazing to watch this kind of bamboo click and eat it for a while under the other party's teeth.

People can't help but want to pick up the bamboo to see if it is really so hard, how can it be gnawed so casually by a cub?

Seeing that his gaze fell on the bamboo in his hand, Qinghui thought for a moment and poked a piece of bamboo to his mouth.

Do you want to eat it?

Mu Ruojin, who was stumped by the hard bamboo: ...... No need, please take it away, thank you.

Seeing that he was not interested, Qinghui had already taken it back from the bamboo that he had saved from the buckle in his arms.

The black and white ball continued to hold the emerald bamboo and gnaw.

Wait until you nibble on a few in a row.

Qinghui was satisfied and put aside the remaining bamboo in his arms, and then looked at Mu Ruojin, who was lying motionless in the pit.

Looking up at the sunlight overhead, Qinghui finally lay down satisfied.

The insects and birds in the woods are singing, although they are also noisy, but they are the peace that human society has never had, with the sound of the cow's milk panda cubs rhythmically gnawing bamboo on the side.

It is better for Mu Ruojin, who is injured, not to move casually, a little drowsy.

It's just that before I fell asleep, I heard the sound of sesame rice balls gnawing bamboo.

He didn't open his eyes.

The next second.

I felt a soft, warm thing come up.

Mu Ruojin instantly opened his beautiful blue eyes.

looked at the black and white dumplings that were in a ball at the moment.

Probably full, he shrank beside him, yawned softly, and his two semicircular ears trembled slightly.

It seems like it's time to take a nap.

What's going on?

Although Mu Ruojin didn't want to interfere with the growth of this little milk bear before, he didn't want to eat this set, and he was naturally trembling by this little milk bear's cute heart.

Only then did I realize that the little cub plane in this place was too naturally familiar, right?

I saw something fall from the sky.

It's okay if you're not scared at all.

After eating the bamboo beside him, he also put himself in a group and slept next to him??