Mei Ji held the bowl and asked curiously, "Is someone injured in the Holy Maiden Temple?"
Su Xiaoxiao looked at Wu Hu. "Who's injured?"
Wuhhu did not say anything.
Su Xiaoxiao said, "Three."
After experiencing the sudden wealth of ten bird food, what was three? Who would take a fancy to them?
Su Xiaoxiao said, "Two."
Eh!
She's offering less and less!
Su Xiaoxiao said, "Don't force me to say one."
The feathers of Wuhu exploded!
Mei Ji stretched out her hand and touched the little parrot. "Alright, alright. Wuhu is so capable. Give it a few more pieces of bird food. How about I let you lie in my arms?"
Wuhu was instantly dizzy when he could lie in a fragrant and soft place.
Su Xiaoxiao said, "For Mei Ji's sake, four."
Wuhu replied, "Deal!"
Wu Hu said two keywords: secret room, man.
