This time, without waiting for Wei Liangxu to finish laughing, a certain Infant Breath Master who had been aggressive had already answered in a hurry, and even the majestic and upright face had a trace of extraordinarily disobedient sneer, which made Wei Liangxu stunned.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding! Ling, Lingyan is so elf and cute! How, how can it be a plague demon boy! It's all wrong in this seat! ”

As he spoke, the infant breath master smiled on his face, and quietly slipped back behind him with both hands, hurriedly stuffed the contents of the bag into it, and tied the mouth again, so that a certain little beast could not see it at all.

In fact, Xiao Chayou didn't care what this uncle was saying, she kept staring at the bad uncle's bag full of snacks.

The little tiger who didn't eat enough kept swallowing his saliva greedily, and his hungry little eyes followed the mouth of the bag, pitiful to death!

A certain "snack": ...... We're pathetic.

The little titty group hugged her bad egg brother, flattened her little mouth aggrievedly, stretched her little head, and wanted to wear it.

Wei Liangxu looked at the infant breath in front of him who had taken a sharp turn in his attitude, and before he could react, he heard a "squeak" behind him.

In this atmosphere, everyone was at a loss: watching their own (fierce) love (crippled) little milk group scare other masters into such Wei people, and the master who was scared by the little milk (fierce) beast to the point of urine.

There was a knock at the door, and for a moment everyone in the room looked at it—except for a little gluttonous tiger with nothing but his uncle's snack bag.

As soon as the little disciple entered the door and met everyone's eyes, he was so frightened that he froze on the spot.

When Ying Xi saw that it was his disciple, he immediately shouted, "What's the matter! ”

With this full of energy, the little disciple immediately came back to his senses, and hurriedly stubbornly faced everyone's gaze, cautiously passed through the crowd, came to the infant rest, and whispered a few words.

The crowd couldn't hear what they were saying, and they stared at them in unison.

Even Ying Xi felt a little uncomfortable, and suddenly, his eyes lit up after hearing what the little disciple said, "Where is it now!" Show me! ”

The little disciple immediately took out a cyan crane-patterned brocade bag from his arms and offered it with both hands.

Everyone stared at this scene with great concern, and Wei Liangxu quietly glanced at the housekeeper, his eyes showing concern.

Wei Baizhan looked up and saw the look of an adult, and pulled a little sister next to him who was about to salivate.

was pulled by his brother, Xiao Chayou reluctantly pulled his little eyes off the snack bag, moved to his brother in a daze, swallowed his saliva first, and then asked in a milky voice, "Brother, what's wrong?" ”

Wei Baizhan looked at the silly little appearance of his little sister helplessly, and he didn't dislike it, but only asked in a low voice, "Youyou, did you hear what those two uncles said?" ”

Above the hairy heads of the two little babies, Wei Liangxu pricked up his ears, raised his hand to cover Steward Chen's mouth, and handed down his ears again.

Xiao Cha nodded her little head softly, and said with a milky whirl:

"Hear me! The uncle said to the uncle who had snacks, 'A high priest who has been passing by just now, saying that he sensed that his master was in trouble, and that he had left a bag to stabilize the beast for a while, and advised him not to provoke this little ancestor. ’”

The little milk group happily said it, and the soft and glutinous sweet little milk sound immediately filled the room, and the puzzled eyes on everyone's faces instantly dispersed.

A little disciple: ......

Looking at his master's infant breath again, he didn't care what little milk dumplings were revealing the old bottom, and he couldn't wait to open the bag, and there was a huge line of words written in between-