When Yange returned to the system space of the fans, he noticed for the first time that the chicken was a little bald.

Oh, not only my head is a little bald, but even the hair on my body is thinner.

It's almost like it's time for the animals to fade.

In other words, it should be the time for hair loss, such as chickens, to be promoted?

What is this hair loss now?

I don't know if the newly grown hair will be the yellow that the chicks like.

Although Yange always said that he should cut off this guy's hair, he also always understood that the chick's attention to hair was the same as her cherishment of a green leaf, so although sometimes he hated this guy's hate itching Never thought about it.

Seeing the chicken cub at this moment, Yan Ge was surprised for a moment: "How about you moult?"

As soon as the words fell, the chicken screamed like a firecracker and fluttered his fluttering wings towards Deyange: "What is hair loss? What hair loss? Look at Lao Tzu. Is this hair loss? Your eyes Blind you! "

Words of Song: ...

So this guy is coming menopause?

Still want to start aging?

The chicken stepped in front of Yange a few steps and stood on Yange's shoulder. "You're going to kill that guy, I can't stand it for a second."

Yan Ge froze and looked down the sight of the chick, and saw a red fox paralyzed and sleeping on the sofa.

No wonder she didn't notice it at first. It was the red fox who was sleeping there with her body crouched. She looked like a little fluffy and had no head or tail. She thought it was a chicken's cushion.

God's consciousness swept around the fox, and Yan Song looked puzzledly at the cock: "Live?"

The **** was so angry that his eyes were widened. When he saw the song, it turned out to be curious, not to jealous with his enemies. He fluttered his wings towards the red fox. Not only did his feet step on the red fox, but his mouth was also peck With a red fox: "Get up, pretend to be a fart, and pretend that I baked you."

The red fox's fur is smooth, but the chicken's hair is sparsely pulled, so whoever can bake it can see at a glance.

Sure enough, the chick pecked it a few times, and the red fox threw its tail on the wall as soon as it flicked its tail.

Chicken cubs spreading on the wall: ...

After staring for a moment, he ignored the body falling towards the wall, and looked at Yange with a gloomy expression on his face.

This is to sing songs to help him out, and teach the red fox.

After all, everyone has killed their old nest, and it is insultable to kill the soldier. If the red fox is not roasted, the chicken will not swallow it.

Hemp eggs, before killing that guy, he must first finish the guy's hair.

"But only a gated poultry dares to **** on Lao Tzu's head." The red fox snorted coldly, turned his head to see Yan Ge, his eyes were bright, his long eyelashes fluttered, and his peachy eyes were watery. The song kept blinking: "Hey beauty ..."

The red fox hasn't finished speaking yet, the song of song has appeared in front of it, reaching out and grabbing its tail is crackling like that.

The chicken stood on his own high stool and fluttered his wings with excitement and shouted, "Smash it!"

"Smash it on the wall, smash it again, smash it hard!"

"Mama dares to provoke Lao Tzu, don't want to live anymore, work hard, try hard, and don't smash it into shit, Lao Tzu will go backward today."

Yan Ge stopped his hand decisively, his narrow eyes narrowed and looked at the chick.

The chicken continued to instruct the words: "Shit? Why didn't you smash it? Try hard, such a small animal / life, you can smash it with your fingers."