Chapter 425: Little White Estrus (1)

Youruo opened the note that Qu Liyan brought to him, and a few words were written on it: The emperor's bedroom has been done. Please search () to see the most complete! The fastest update

The red lips were sinisterly hooked, and the corpse of the dark pile should have been rotten and stinky after a few days, and it should have been transported to Zhai Yuan's dormitory, and it was really cheap for him to stink him for one night.

"Miss, Xiaobai went to the kitchen to steal food again!" Lu Rong ran in angrily and exposed Xiaobai's 'evil deeds'.

Youruo shook her empty cuffs, it turned out that Xiaobai slipped out when she wasn't paying attention? Laughing: "Where is it now?" ”

"The kitchen, I scolded and didn't dare to move!" Lu Rong bullied the snake, patted her chest to show her boldness, and scared Xiaobai into a poisonous king who didn't dare to shrink his tail.

Youruo got up from the bed, walked unhurriedly to the kitchen, and could see the bones of a yellow eel on the ground, and asked, "Xiaobai only ate half of it?" ”

"Well, as soon as I roared, it spat out the rest." Lu Rong didn't dare to approach Xiaobai, she just yelled at Xiaobai at the kitchen door just now.

Fortunately, Xiaobai was gentle today, and he didn't crawl the snake body to chase Lu Rong, otherwise Lu Rong wouldn't even have the place to lie down and cry.

"Why don't I know when Xiaobai became well-behaved?" Youruo stepped into the kitchen, and Xiao Bai was not seen around the half-body yellow eel, "What about Xiao Bai?" ”

"Just lying here." Lu Rong nodded to the ground with his toes, signaling the direction of Xiaobai Shicai.

Yuruo's beautiful eyes swept around the kitchen, but he didn't see it. I could only carefully check the corner of the kitchen and the bottom of the table, but I still couldn't find Xiaobai.

There's no reason to get into a bucket of vegetable baskets, right? Uncertainly, he opened the covered jars one by one. opened the vat containing dry goods, opened the rice bucket, and picked up the vegetable basket with his hands, but failed to find Xiaobai.

"Where did you go?" When Youruo was just about to step out of the kitchen and go to the yard to find Xiaobai, the situation in the rice bucket flashed in his mind.

Because the rice is all off-white, it is closed again without seeing it. When you think about it, it looks like a tip is exposed.

Reopened the rice bucket, Xiaobai jumped out of the rice bucket and returned to Youruo's sleeve.

Youruo raised his hand and looked at Xiaobai, and unexpectedly found that Xiaobai seemed to have shed a layer of skin.

"Lu Rong, look for snake skin in the rice bowl." Youruo himself fished Xiaobai out of his sleeve.

Xiaobai's spirit is not very good, it stands to reason that the snake molts, it shouldn't be like this, Xiaobai is a little abnormal.

"Snakeskin?" Lu Rong swallowed her saliva, she was afraid of snakes, not to mention the part of touching snakes, even if it was a molten snake skin.

Youruo glanced at Lu Rong, "Coward." "I grabbed Xiaobai in my arms with one hand, and fished in the rice jar with the other.

A snow-white and transparent snake skin was pulled out by Youruo, and she took the snake skin and asked Xiaobai, "Why did you run inside and molt?" ”

Xiaobai couldn't speak again, and the little tail flicked weakly a few times.

Youruo's eyes were half-narrowed, and after staring at Xiao Bai for a while, he instructed Lu Rong, "Xiao Rong, pour out all the rice in the rice bowl!" ”

Xiaobai suddenly made this out, there must be something greasy.

Lu Rong obediently moved the rice jar to the yard, dumped one by one, and a grain of rice leaked out of the rice jar.

Xiaobai swung the snake body excitedly, trying to stop it.

You Ruo pinched Xiaobai's seven inches viciously, and scolded: "Do bad things without me, see if I don't clean you up?" ”

The rice grains were reflected in the sun, and after observing all the poured rice, he squatted down with difficulty, and saw a small tail at the tip... There is also a triangular hard object.

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