Ao Jin came out of the study and saw the little white goose playing on the sofa. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise again. He sat aside in a good mood, which caused Queer to roll his eyes several times.

"Meow!" What do you want to do?

"Just look at you." Ao Jin smiled, as a descendant of the ancestor god with language barriers, fully demonstrated his particularity.

The little white goose rolled her eyes: "No need!"

"I can do it."

Ao Jin poked her white and tender feathers again. The wings were too hard and she couldn't fly. The flapping, all kinds of fierce expressions seemed very funny to Ao Jin.

"Qi'er, are you acting cute?"

"Meow!"

She was angry.

She was really angry!

How dare you tease birds like this!

She is just unstable in shape and lacks energy, which makes her unable to become an adult?

"Oh, Que'er is angry!" Ao Jin reached out and poked again, and said excitedly: "The furry bird is really cute!"

Que'er gritted her teeth and said angrily: "Please call me Angry Birds!"

"puff……"

The little white goose kept speaking in a cute voice, if the words were not so cute...

What a pity that he was wasting a big sip of the wine he came from Que'er. Zao knew that he would wait and drink it before drinking it so that he would not waste it.

Yan Zikai just entered the living room and saw a bird that had been furious all the time, to be precise, a goose, and a nephew who was slightly embarrassed, without wrinkling.

"What's going on?"

Ao Jin hurriedly pointed at the angry little white goose and said, "Uncle, Que'er can speak!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the bird became weak.

Yan Ziji exuded a cold breath, slowly walked to the sofa, looking down at the little dot on the sofa.

"Is that true?"

The furry swan was instantly obedient and lay on the sofa depressed and pretended to be dead. She decided not to speak anyway. As long as she didn't speak, her brother would definitely not say anything. Anyway, Ao Jin's bad guy had no evidence.

snort!

She can't speak humanly at all!

“Meow!”

Ao Jin: "..."

Yan Ziji: "..."

The thin neck with white feathers was bent into a beautiful curve. Combined with the pitiful little eyes, another person might pick her up softly, but the one in front of him was Yan Ziji who was cold-hearted and cold-faced and never pretended to be fake.

"Since you are unwilling to speak, drink water!"

Drink water!

Drink water!

Drink water!

...

Que'er hates her smart head very much at this moment, why did she understand the true meaning of that sentence in an instant?

“Meow!”

"You are not a cat!" Yan Ziqi looked coldly, with a sarcastic smile on his lips.

"Woom!"

"You are not Wangcai either!" Yan Ziji gritted his teeth.

"Squeak!"

"Do you think you are a fox?" Yan Ziqi was about to get angry with her. The dead girl refused to speak, right? Since she refused to speak, don't think about eating meat!

Que'er's confused eyes were wandering with a sad heart. She took great pains to eat meat. Why is her brother so unreasonable?

"Meow!" Que'er shouted as she pleased and rubbed his head against his hand.

Yan Ziji didn't eat this set, Leng Sheng said in an air conditioner: "If you don't talk well, don't eat."

Don’t think that he can’t make up his mind. There is nothing in the world that he can’t make up his mind.
Chapter completed!