(Girls' Literature) "Little one, you picked this fruit from the tree over there?"

Zhang Sanfeng asked with a smile, his face smiling like a chrysanthemum.

Xiao Bu nodded.

"Then can you help Brother Sanfeng pick another one?"

The tone of coaxing is like a strange Shu millet coaxing little Lori.

Xiao Bu was a little pensive, and his big eyes blinked.

Zhang Sanfeng looked at it nervously, hoping that it would nod in agreement.

"Don't!"

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, and the hope was shattered by the little one.

"Why?"

He doesn't give up.

You know, it's a half-holy fruit, as long as you give him one, you'll be satisfied.

Xiao Bu pouted, "Because it's going to be very tiring." ”

I don't know what is around the fruit tree, and it takes a lot of effort to get in.

Zhang Sanfeng stumbled and almost fell.

Don't think that he just gave up, during this time, he didn't compromise on continuous blows.

Now that there is hope, how could he miss it.

"Little one, as long as you help your brother pick a fruit, your brother can send it to you in the future."

If you are cheap, you are invincible, and he said everything about this, leaving no way back for himself at all.

Xiao Bu thought for a while, "Will you help me deal with the female devil?" ”

It's not that simple to want fruit.

Zhang Sanfeng nodded vigorously, not to mention dealing with the female devil, even if there is a male devil, he will not make a mistake.

People are crazy in the face of temptation.

"Hmph, you're lying!"

The little one snorted, and the little head twisted to the side.

"My aunt, when did Brother Sanfeng lie to you."

When the words fell, Xiao Bu began to count Zhang Sanfeng's deception of it.

One after another, he was instantly stunned by the fact that he was originally holding his head high.

By the way, has he deceived Xiao Xiao so many times?

"Hmph, Brother Sanfeng, you can believe your words, pigs can go up the tree."

Completely defeated by it.

I think he Zhang Sanfeng I is wise, handsome and chic, and loved by everyone, so he has no way to take a small one.

"It's not a little bit, Brother Sanfeng's words must count this time, otherwise, your head will be used as a ball to kick."

Xiao Bu ignored it, and his expression was obviously disgusted.

"Haha, Sanfeng, you weird Shu Xiao, don't coax my family to be a little smaller."

Da Mao is holding the fruit, and the mood is very beautiful.

"Mom!"

Xiao Bu shook his body and walked to Da Mao's side, rubbing and rubbing on it.

"Good!"

Da Mao touched its little head and let it be coquettish.

Zhang Sanfeng shuddered by the appearance of Da Mao's mother. The goosebumps fell all over the place.

Can you get a little more tired?

"Little one, tell your mother how you picked the fruit."

Zhang Sanfeng despises it, this undisciplined big hair, never claims to be a little mother before this.

Because of the relationship between the half-holy fruits, even the already scarce festival has fallen to the ground.

You're a male, are you a male?

Isn't it ashamed to call yourself a mother?

Da Mao: If you want to take care of it, I'm happy to ......

Xiao Bu moved away from Da Mao's body with great nostalgia, and then under the surprised gaze of one person and one bird, he shook his little body and miraculously passed through the enchantment.

The little wings swayed in the air, and the calves jumped up and down, each time narrowly and dangerously swept past the fruit.

Da Mao and Zhang Sanfeng's hearts were sweating hard as it went up and down.

"Come on, little one!"

They can't wait to rush up and pick up the little one, it's too anxious.

"Ha-huh!"

Little cheer yourself up, jump hard......

After a stick of incense......

"Mom, the silver family can't pick the fruit."

It looked at Da Mao with teary eyes, and it softened people's hearts.