"What bird likes to eat raw meat?" Jun Moyan's eyes were half-closed, and his narrowed black eyes looked at Gui Yuxi indifferently.

Gui Yuxi was asked by him.

Uncle suddenly asked this question.

Did you find out?

I can't.

Although this little guy is greedy, greedy, and arrogant, and has nothing to do with other beautiful birds, he is quite smart.

"Hmm." Gui Yuxi paused, and his face was busy with a loud horn, but he replied cautiously: "Eagle, there are some relatively rare birds, uncle, why did you suddenly ask this question?" Does the uncle want to raise birds? ”

Jun Moyan did not answer.

The curtain that hung on the door was lowered, and the door was closed.

How can Gui Yuxi have a kind of sheep into the tiger's mouth?

"Uncle, sleep, sleep." Gui Yuxi patted obediently.

The quilt is very clean, has the smell of soap horn powder, fragrant, smells very secure, and is the smell of motherhood.

Jun Moyan was attracted by the bed in front of him.

Ming'er is a bed to sleep on.

But how can it be arranged like a strategic map for marching and fighting?

In the middle is a small wooden table.

There was also a glass of water on the table.

What is this for?

Who is the small noodle melon against?

"What does that mean?" Jun Moyan curled his long fingers and tapped on the table.

"Uncle, I don't sleep honestly, so I'm blocking a little from the middle." Gui Yuxi grinned.

"Tell the truth." Jun Moyan said lightly, ignoring her laughter.

"Uncle, I think you're tonight, oh no, you've been a little abnormal lately, I'm afraid that your abnormal feelings will recur at night, let me rub the bird for you, help the egg or something." For the sake of safety, let's block it, Gui Yuxi picked his little nose: "Uncle, this is called the 38th line, it's very fun, Uncle must have never slept like this, give it a try, life always has to try new things." ”

"The king doesn't want to try new things in his sleep." The hard table may be knocking somewhere, and the bowl of water, the small noodle melon sleeping is notoriously dishonest, if the water is spilled in the middle of the night, the sleep is fragrant and fierce, and the taste must be very sour.

"Uncle, look at it, look at it, it's conservative, you're old, but your mind can't age with it." Guiyu moves with affection and reason.

Jun Moyan completely ignored her feelings and reason.

"Stupid as pigs." Jun Moyan said coldly, and knocked over the bowl of water.

The water rolled to the side of the small noodle melon, and the water flowed down the edge of the table.

"Ah, oops, my layout, my quilt." Xiao Mian Gua hurriedly put the bowl on the ground, quickly picked up the quilt stained with water and shook desperately.

Jun Moyan looked at this scene and couldn't help but think: The little melon shakes the quilt very neatly, but how can it shake the bird.

What a widow...... Not teachable either.

"Luckily, I was able to sleep, and I wasn't completely soaked." The little melon looked at Jun Moyan angrily, his cheeks bulging, like a little dolphin: "Uncle, you are too willful, are you a child?" ”

"Yes."

Gui Yuxi: ......

She couldn't answer that.

"Ignore you, go to bed." Gui Yu snorted angrily, she could only cover half of the quilt, she thought: Uncle is uncertain, has a scary personality, always bullies people, and really wants to escape from him quickly.

Alas.

She's tired from a busy day.

His eyes were half-closed, and he just wanted to fall asleep in a daze, who knows......