After Gu Yan entered the room, the whole person had lost his anger and gloom.

Inexplicably happy.

He went to the bathroom for the first time to take a shower.

He walked from the parking lot to the hotel with a lot of chicken feces, he didn't expect that he hadn't collapsed yet.

Gu Yan entered the bathroom.

Yange bent down, picked up the little yellow-yellow chicken on the ground, and poked its head: "The cross-eyed eyes stared at you, who are you, feed you every day to feed you to drink, but to increase your temperament . "

Little yellow chicken stretched his neck and pecked his fingers.

The hair on the neck was frizzed again.

Well, this guy is even more angry than her.

Yange sighed and touched the hair on his neck to run along: "Even if you can't get used to it, you ca n’t do that. It ’s too impolite. To enter a civilized society, we have to be a good citizen who loves the country and the people. They set a moral benchmark. "

The little yellow chicken rolled his eyes.

However, the frost on his neck was softened.

Yange: "Be good, behave well, here you are ..."

Thinking about the hobby of the little yellow and yellow chicken, Yan Ge reluctantly said, "I'll show you movies like Xiao Mao."

The little red chicken twisted her neck and turned back immediately, her eyes staring at the song with a sharp eye.

Yange reached out and poked his head: "Oh my dear, after feeding you meat, a big packet of snacks."

When Yange got out of the car, he did not forget to pick up the snacks in the car.

She didn't say that. It was okay. When she said, the little yellow chicken immediately kicked out of her arms with two calves and ran into the snack bag.

"ungrateful."

Even so, Sing Song was sitting on the sofa, her eyes were looking at the little yellow and yellow chicken softly.

Like an old mother looking at her naughty son.

Helpless and spoiled, the whole person was shrouded in the light of love.

The little yellow and yellow chicken chop pulled a snack for a long time, feeling the old mother's loving eyes like Yange, and raised her head with vigilance and narrowed her eyes.

Yange smiled at it: "Slow down, don't let go."

The little yellow chicken was stunned by her smile, and immediately began to snore.

"Stupid!" Yange got up and poured a glass of water on the ground.

Gu Yan is still taking a bath.

Yange guessed it, and went into the bathroom.

After entering, unlock the bathroom door as soon as possible.

She didn't want to be halfway through and was seen by the little guy.

The sound in the bathroom hummed.

Little yellow chicken is not even interested in eating.

Grabbing the small paw, he tried to push the bathroom door open.

Of course, this is futile.

It couldn't open the door, simply bowed its head, and pecked at the door like a woodpecker.

Yange and Gu Yan were the first time that Xiao Biesheng's newly married had finished happily in this accompaniment sound.

When going out in a bathrobe, Yan Ge still reminded Gu Yan: "Wrap up in a bathrobe, don't be despised by the chicken outside."

Gu Yan: ...

This was what he wanted to say.

When there are only two people, they don't worry about going out at all, and even many times, they can be naked all day in the room.

But now, with one more chicken, it's different.

The sleek cross-eyed eyes of that chicken are too present.

Gu Yan was reluctant to see his girlfriend in something indescribable.

So he wrapped his bathrobe quickly, and walked in front of Yange, who helped Yange pull the bathrobe tightly.

Taking a kiss on the forehead of Yan Ge, he opened the door.

No one mentioned the stew of the little red chicken.