The sun is very good. In the morning, the three maids went to the Fengchu song room.

"Miss...haven't you got up yet?"

"Miss, it's almost time, it's time to go to class..."

"Miss... Miss..."

A few times called no fruit, Zilan, they looked at each other and slammed into the door.

Inside the house, Feng Chu song stalked and slept.

A few people picked up their eyebrows, and the lady never slept so late.

Green bamboo suddenly exclaimed, "Miss, are you not feeling well?"

Miss Tian was injured before, but the old injury has recurred.

Feng Chuge finally opened his eyes in a faint manner.

Only opened his eyes, the tiredness and tiredness of the corners of the eyes, so that the purple orchids were surprised.

"Miss, what happened?"

Feng Chu song shook his head and got up. "No, I didn't sleep well."

"How can I not sleep well? Is it a nightmare?"

Feng Chu song lips a pump.

Yeah... I have a nightmare.

Even as the last night, who said, really dreamed...

The change of Fengchu song looks completely in the eyes of Zilan.

They see the phoenix songs look like this, only when the Fengchu song is really dreaming of something terrible.

"Miss, it's okay, dreams."

Feng Chu song looks light, she looks around the house, but not as good as before.

"Do you see the meatballs?"

"When I first came, see it squatting outside..."

Feng Chu song got up, and after the washing, the door was pushed out, and it was true that the meat group was outside the threshold.

After nodding at the meatballs last night, Feng Chuge never saw it again. Now I watched this little thing lingering outside for a night, and my nose was a little red.

The original white shiny fur, because it was frozen for a night, seemed to be somewhat dimmed.

When I saw the Fengchu song, the meat group turned around and lightly slammed.

The blue scorpion shone slightly, and the whole person saw it, especially pitiful.

Although it is not winter, the temperature outside the night is still relatively low.

Looking at the nose of the meat group, the nose is red, and the Fengchu song is slightly distressed.

Going forward, Feng Chuge picked it up. "Now I know it is wrong, huh?"

The meatballs did not stop to drill into the Fengchu songs.

"When I talked with outsiders, how can I not think about it?"

The meat group lingered in the Fengchu song, and the whole body suddenly trembled twice.

In the poor little eyes, there is even more fear -

Uh...not that it didn’t think much about it, but that the momentum on that person was too great.

In that person, there is a breath that makes everything fear and worship everything, so that every time he sees it, he has born fear from his bones.

Moreover, this feeling is exactly the same as the feeling of seeing the little devil every time! !

The body of the meatball shook, and Fengchu song felt its change, thinking that it was scared by himself.

Coupled with the fact that the meatballs are especially cold at the moment, Feng Chuge eventually forgave it.

She sighed.

"Well, forgive you, can't blame you, it must be what the person did to you..."

Said, Feng Chuge bite his teeth, and the bottom of the flash flashed resentment...

It must be what the imperial dust did to the meat corps. How can a cat with such a well-behaved poultry betray it...

The wet dumplings of the meatballs opened, and they looked at the Fengchu songs. The look was sorrowful. In the end, it squatted again and calmly squinted in the Fengchu songs...

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