Milky ginseng teasing online

After a long time, the white mist gradually faded away, and a light breeze blew slowly from the silent and distant valley. Suddenly, small bubbles bubbled up on the calm green lake, and around the bubbles, faintly surrounded by a few small red fish.

The bubbles disappeared, and a layer of ripples gradually formed on the surface of the lake. Circle after circle of ripples spread out, and a hint of greenness appeared in the middle of the ripples. Then, a lotus leaf slowly floated out from the bottom of the lake, floating on the surface of the lake. Swinging in small circles leisurely.

In the center of the green lotus leaf lies a small thing, the little thing is about the size of a palm, wearing a fat ginger-white robe, the robe covers the little thing, only the bare feet are exposed, and the red color can be seen faintly under the fat robe. petals.

The lotus leaf swayed leisurely towards the lake, the little thing under the big robe suddenly moved, hummed softly a few times, the little feet shrank back, and then a small head poked out, the little thing lay on the lotus leaf blankly On the face, there is moisture on the soft and fair face, the lovely big black eyes like glass are looking at the clouds in the sky without blinking, the delicate and lovely little nose, the small and light pink lips, and the wet wisps on the forehead Broken hair, although the little thing is small, it has long hair like a waterfall. At this time, the soft hair is wet and scattered on the lotus leaf, and the little thing is more beautifully carved.

Gun Gun stared blankly at the white clouds in the sky, and after a while, he struggled to sit up slowly. The fat sleeves made his movements more clumsy, and a few strands of black hair scattered around his body with his movements. In front of him, Rolling tilted his little head in a daze, smacked his little mouth, and staggered up from the lotus leaf.

The lotus leaf had already stopped on the shore, Gun Gun looked at the shore foolishly, then at the lotus leaf under him, pursed his lips in confusion, as if he didn't understand why he was here.

But thinking about this kind of thing is obviously beyond Gun Gun's IQ, he stared blankly for a while, then forgot about it.

Under the lotus leaves, a few small red fish were circling around with their mouths open. Grandma let out a wow, hugged her knees and squatted down, looking straight at the small fish at the bottom of the lake. Maybe it was fun, he was like a crescent moon. The cute eyes are bent, giggling, and the laughter is clear and tender.

The little fish circled around the lotus leaf, looked at it for a while, and suddenly stretched out their small hands and gently stretched them into the lake water. The lake water was not cold, but very comfortable. After a few strokes, he swam back to the bottom of the lake.

Gun Gun was stunned for a moment, then pursed his mouth, put his hands behind his back, and hummed softly, refusing to look at the lake again.

Yuyu doesn't play with Gun Gun, and Gun Gun shouldn't play with them either.

Gun Gun staggered to his feet, and staggered towards the edge of the lotus leaf step by step. There was a little distance between the lotus leaf and the lakeside. Gun Gun pursed his mouth, and tentatively stretched out his little feet to step on the green field. The soft grass Stepping on the bottom of the foot, it was a little itchy, he smiled foolishly, then slowly stretched out the other little foot, and successfully returned to the land.

Rolling into the world for thousands of years, he has been stuck in the soil of the Wugou Valley. He learned to walk only a few days. When he was a ginseng, he was very clumsy to walk. Now it is difficult to stand in the human form. On the fat robe, slapped his buttocks and sat on the ground.

His buttocks hurt a bit from the fall, he was stunned for a moment, then his eyes gradually turned red, his small mouth was aggrieved, he sniffed, looked left and right, but there was no one around, he muttered vaguely and softly, raised his head He wiped his eyes with his hand, then lowered his head in aggrieved manner.

It's been so long, and Zi Che'an still hasn't come to find Gun Gun, is he also lost?

Gun Gun is already a big plant, so he can't cry, since Zi Che'an got lost, Gun Gun has to go back by himself.

Thinking this way, Gun Gun raised his head again, first he instinctively raised his hand to touch the little flower on his head, but it was different from the past, there were no red flowers on his head today, Gun Gun was stunned for a moment, his black and pure eyes like glass opened Big, he tried his best to look up, and after confirming that Xiao Huahua was gone, he was stunned for a moment, then looked around with his little face crooked.

When he saw the small red petals under the big robe in front of him, Gun Gun stretched out his small hand and took out the small flower. The small flower was pressed under the robe for a while, a little wilted.

Gun Gun hugged Xiao Hua well, then blinked his eyes in confusion, his little head tilted in doubt.

What about the rolling whiskers?

He shook his hands lightly, and his fat sleeves moved slightly with his movements, scattered on the green field.Gun Gun stretched out his little hand ignorantly, and looked blankly.

Little Ginseng's hands are small, white and tender, and the five little fingers are a little baby fat, which looks very cute.

Gun Gun frowned slightly, his small face was wrinkled like a little bun, he looked at his bare little feet, smacked his lips, raised his legs slightly and kicked them, his feet landed on the green ground, a little itchy.

Gun Gun sat there in a daze, completely unaware of what happened.

Although there are many spiritual things in Wugou Valley, there are few plants that cultivate human form. Although Zi Che'an said it, Gun Gun never remembered it. He stared blankly at his little hands and feet, and then at the little red flower in his arms. After a moment of silence, he suddenly pursed his mouth, his dark eyes were a little moist, his long eyelashes were full of moisture, and even his nose was slightly red.

Zi Che'an said that small plants can't get out of the pit, the plants that get out of the pit will wither, the small flowers will fall, the billowing florets will fall, and the whiskers will disappear. Is the billowing withered?

Gun Gun has no clear concept of withering, but in the long time, plants have withered more than once due to lack of spirituality and failed in cultivation. The little plants said that withering is a terrible thing, and the withered little plants can no longer grow. Listening to stories, you can't play with little butterflies and birds, you can't feel the wind and rain, and you can't listen to Zi Che'an's reading.

Thinking like this, Gun Gun suddenly burst into tears, because he couldn't cry, his tone of voice was a little weird, his immature voice was slightly sharp because of his lack of spirituality, a few little butterflies circled around him, but Silly Gun Gun didn't want to be with them Playing, hugging the little red flower and crying loudly, her little face was flushed, and she hiccupped because of crying miserably.

Xu Shi was tired from crying, so he gradually quieted down, hugged the little red flower and awkwardly tried to get up, but Gun Gun couldn't walk on his feet, and after falling a few times, he just used his hands and feet to slowly climb forward go.

Rolling climbed under a fruit tree, put the little flower aside, then stretched out his little hand and dug a shallow hole.

Little Qianrihong said that if a plant withers, it should be buried in the soil, so that the little plant can always live in Wugou Valley.

Gun Gun didn't know what burial was, so he dug a small pit, then hugged his own little flower, helped the tree trunk to climb up awkwardly, gently stretched out his little feet and stepped into the small pit, and after standing firmly in the small pit, He covered his little feet with the mud around the pit with his hands.

After finally 'burying' himself, he hugged his little flower and closed his eyes solemnly.

As the breeze blows, the leaves rustle softly, and the long hair and sleeves of the little ginseng flutter in the wind. The little ginseng, which was already standing unsteadily, loses its balance and sits on the ground with a slap.

Gun Gun opened his eyes in confusion, looked at the small pit in front of him, and pursed his lips in confusion.

As the breeze blew, the fruit trees in front of them swayed slightly, and a bright red fruit was blown down by the wind, rolling to the legs of the little ginseng.

Gun Gun tilted his head stupidly, his black and pure eyes were full of confusion, he stretched out his small hand and poked the fruit lightly, the round fruit followed his movements, and turned to the side again.

Rolling blinked blankly, held his small face and gave a soft wow sound, as if he had found a fun toy, his eyes lit up, he giggled, and crawled with hands and feet to chase after the fruit.

One person and one fruit played together miraculously.

Gun Gun is silly and has poor concentration. If he doesn't remind him specially, he will forget many things very quickly.At this moment, after being attracted by the fruit, he successfully forgot about burying himself.

The fruit was not big, but it was half as big as Gun Gun. After chasing it for a while, Gun Gun finally managed to hold the fruit in his arms. Gun Gun liked the color of the fruit, which was the same as his little flower.

He was happily playing with the fruit, when not far away, a faint coolness came suddenly, and he raised his eyes in a daze.

Not far away, a cloud of white cold air floats in mid-air, Wugou Valley is like spring all the year round, this cold air is extremely inconsistent with it, Wugou Valley is slowly devouring it.

Gun Gun stared blankly at the cold air, he hugged the fruits and flowers in his arms tightly, and staggered towards the cold air.

The cold air was originally floating in mid-air, but when Rolling approached, it suddenly descended and stopped in front of him.

Rolling blinked his eyes in confusion, put the small fruit on the ground, and slowly stretched out his little hand tentatively. Before the little hand touched the cold air, the cold air suddenly wrapped around his hand automatically, and a familiar breath came .

Cold, fierce, domineering.

He froze for a moment, his black and clear eyes suddenly opened wide, his small mouth slightly opened, and a soft and suspicious voice sounded:

"Grey...spicy...er...?"

At the same time, in the vast and boundless Gobi desert, the man with long eyes and lightly closed eyes suddenly opened his eyes, and the coldness wrapped around the man, his deep and cold eyes narrowed.

Inside the spaceship, a figure flashed quickly, and when I looked again, the man had disappeared.

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