Well?

What does this mean?

On the small white rice paper, a bright red lotus is drawn.

And underneath it, there's a lump of like... That... Whatever, whatever.

The gentleman scratched his head.

Is it what you think it is?

The beautiful red lotus does not touch it, and there are two intersecting lines drawn by gravity next to it.

What does it mean?

Gentlemen who are not so avant-garde in their thinking.

The recognized smart brain can't understand the meaning of this.

I thought about it.

Removed pen and paper.

Start a reply.

Half a day later, a tiger appeared on the paper with a red lotus in its mouth.

The tiger's eyes were bright, as if green light could be seen from inside.

Very domineering.

The gentleman picked it up satisfied, and looked left and right.

Roll it up and stuff it into the pigeon letter that rests on his shoulder.

He patted it and shrugged his shoulder.

The pigeon immediately flew away.

Look in the direction it goes.

An unknown emotion rose in the gentleman's heart.

He had been gone for two days.

I wonder if the man thinks of him the same way.

Definitely.

After all, he is so handsome and handsome.

"Master, there is news from the palace that the three princes are reversed, the five princes and the six princes want to reap the benefits, and the civil strife in the other three has also begun."

A man with an unremarkable face suddenly appeared in front of the gentleman.

The gentleman's fingers tapped on the tabletop, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

The voice was low: "Action." ”

Hibernate for five years.

Queen Mother, your hatred, the family's hatred.

The whole world.

Don't even think about living in peace.

Unconsciously looked in the direction of the white dove flying away again.

Soon, soon he will be back.

'Hatch, Hatch'

Luo Mio rubbed her nose.

Turned over on Xiaobai's back.

Rubbed it comfortably.

Before, he didn't understand that girls and even some boys liked furry.

But.

It smells so good.

Rub again.

The white tiger lying on his stomach obediently flicked his tail gently.

Let the owner on the body masturbate over and over again.

'Plop~'

Luo Mio paused, lying on the head of the white tiger, revealing her beautiful eyes, and spun around.

It's as if you're secretly observing the source of the sound.

After determining the direction.

Reach out quickly.

The white pigeon looked curiously at the big, white man who was as white as it.

Give the claws to Mio.

Fell on the soft clattering ears.

He bowed his head and pecked.

Xiaobai, who already felt uncomfortable in his ears, suddenly trembled.

The startled pigeon immediately flew up.

Xiaobai, who was lying on his stomach, couldn't help but move his paws.

His eyes were full of eagerness.

Being a feline.

I love this little thing very much in my bones.

I really want to...

"Xiaobai, go on, catch it, and give you meat tonight."

Luo Mio read the letter.

A slap on the tiger's head, jumping off its back, eerie.

This man who drills money in his eyes.

He's dead.

Hum.

Xiaobai got the owner's permission.

Jump up right away.

With one paw, he pressed the little white pigeon under the paw quickly.

The posture is very majestic and domineering.

Luo Mio hurriedly took out the paper and began to record this scene with a brush.

Soon, a vivid and very meaningful painting.

It's done.

The pigeon-faced pigeon-faced pigeon was rescued from under the hairy paws.

Put things away.

He picked up the little one with both hands and walked to the window.

Throw it into the sky.

"Go ahead, Pikachi!"

The white dove fluttered its wings and its fur exploded.

The thief who is flying quickly is wheezing.

Like a tail on fire.

It didn't take two moments to fly out of sight.

Luo Mio clapped his hands, ready to go see his father.

The warning sound of the system suddenly sounded urgently.