"Little ant, you can't do this, it's impolite."

Yan Luo pinched the neck of the monkey who was sitting on Forsty's head, picked it up, and pointed at it and scolded it like a disobedient child.

"Who are you?"

Forste looked at her like a poisonous snake. Ordinary people were most afraid of his eyes, which were sinister and terrifying.

The girl with clear eyes showed no fear at all. She looked calm and repeated patiently, "Uncle, can you lend this apple to us?"

If not...

She's about to snatch it.

Yan Luo is a little polite, but not much.

Why did she stare at these piles of apples? The person involved was helpless, because this monkey was so annoying.

Time goes back a few minutes ago—

Yan Luo was still lying in the hidden grass, holding his chin to observe without doing anything, looking at the stalemate of the three parties.

Several chapters have passed, why is there no progress yet?

She didn't bother to watch the fun, and her fingertips were ready to move. She fantasized in her mind that if she threw the people from Team M with a stone now and let the three parties fight, would the scene be very exciting?

Of course, her idea was the same as the idea of ​​"when she saw the river, she wanted to jump down and drown, and when she looked down from a tall building, she wanted to jump down and die." She only dared to think about it, but did not dare to implement it.

She was fantasizing about punching Stefanland, kicking the captain of Team M, holding Sister Tu Yun and Sister Black Pearl, and following the great heroine who was serving Captain Turkey, her cheek was suddenly poked by a foreign object.

Sink.

Familiar, furry, soft.

Yan Luo's script was about to reach its climax when it was suddenly interrupted, and he raised his hand in dissatisfaction to move the foreign object away.

The foreign object moved up again.

Seeing this, Tu Yun on the opposite side looked at Huo Ji. Huo Ji blinked at her and signaled her to be calm, "Don't worry, this is in the forest, just get used to it."

Tu Yun seemed to have recalled something, and touched his forehead as if he was afraid, muttering, "They are terrible. Last time I was smashed to my head full of bags."

She touched the Fire Festival, "Captain, do you still remember it? Last time they stole your shoes, causing you to run around the forest like a savage, and you even hit someone's nest."

Fire Festival: "…Hmm."

Don’t mention the past again, you can stop talking if you can’t speak.

"If it dares to scratch my Yan Luobao, don't blame me for biting it back." Tu Yun stared at it with bright eyes.

Yan Luo continued to remove the foreign object, and the foreign object was stuck on it tirelessly.

She moved it away and it was stuck on.

She moved away irritably, and it stuck on it tirelessly.

"Are you upset?"

Yan Luo turned his head and glared at it.

This foreign object is nothing else, it is the monkey who used to exchange fruits and Yan Xingyu for snacks in the wooden house.

It recognized Yan Luo, stopped to go out to find something, and stopped to play with Yan Luo.

The monkey lowered his head and did not dare to move Yan Luo again, so it raised its claws...

Give Yan Luo a slap.

The strength is not high, the ridicule value is full.

Yan Luo was stunned: "..."

The last time I dared to give her a big mouth like this, I was still the Damu Ling who had never been beaten by her.

Yan Luo said "tsk": Can her sonorous rose in the wind and rain bear such a great humiliation?

He was about to get up and clean it up. Seeing that Yan Luo finally made movement, the monkey thought she was going to get up and play with it, so he jumped away excitedly.

Yan Luo thought about it again-

No, this guy lives in this forest, maybe he will protect animals. He will give her a slap and he won't have to pay any compensation.

If she gives it a slap, what if someone issues a ticket to her?!

The thorns of the sonorous rose can stretch and shrink, so I endured it and lay down again.

She can’t blame her for her double standards, she can only blame Damu Ling for her status as not as high as others.

There is still a difference between the first-class Monkey Concubine and the seventh-class Goose.

Seeing Yan Luo lying down again, the monkey jumped back in a hurry and poked her in the face.

Yan Luo was impatiently poked, "How can you not bother me?"

The monkey stopped, pulled her sleeve, and his claws swung spiritually in a certain direction. Yan Luo looked in the direction it pointed—

"You are quite good at enjoying it." The corners of her mouth twitched slightly.

You don't eat fruits that are not muscular men who wash in bath water, right?

By chance, there was a pile of apples next to the naked man's pool.
Chapter completed!