I will never grow wings.

After all, the days ahead are still long.

If you hurt your relationship, no one looks good, what do you think?"

As if he gradually adapted to this way of vocalizing, Arasha spoke relatively smoothly.

Moreover, the thinking is very clear, and it means neither humble nor arrogant.

The big reason is that Duan Xiaohong does not have the aura of the God King at this time.

Duan Xiaohong is very thoughtful and doesn't want to go too far.

He patted his horse's head and touched his unicorn again.

"Okay, just a joke.

If you have good benefits in the future, my character will be obvious to all.

If the treatment is not good, you should look for the reasons yourself.

Where should I go next?

What did your grandma think?”

Arasha put her position very well at this time.

As a mount, you must lead the master to the right path.

"Walking back, the goods in front are very troublesome and there is no benefit.

Originally, that guy was guarding the fruit of life as the end of the road.

There is no spoil now, so there is no need to touch that bad temper."

Duan Xiaohong's curiosity came up right away and asked in a low voice against Arasha's ear.

"What's that guy?

Since he is guarding the end of the gate, how did you get the spoils?

Why do I listen? You have betrayed your grandma?

What logic?

Why?"

Arasha's originally pink skin became even redder.

"Oh, Sister Tudou, don't inquire.

My grandma just wants to treat me as cannon fodder, and I feel clearly in my heart.

If a man is not punished for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth, and I will also have a pursuit.

Since I was a child, I wanted to live with the God King like my mother.

When you meet you today, you are lucky and you will know in the future.

Let’s not mention my grandma in the future. Today I will step into your door and I will not recognize anyone.

You are my only relative. I can accompany you through life and death, but I will never be a cannon fodder.

It would be too frustrating to die like that, and it would be a waste of life.”

Duan Xiaohong hugged the horse's neck directly and patted it hard for a few times.

"Call me from now on, Sister Hong, Sasha, you won't be the last juncture, right?

That night wind is your cannon fodder, right?”

Arasha beat her feet and almost tripped herself up.

My heart is tight. Are the God King so delicate?

The tactful ones didn't say anything, and made a silly smile, a flattering smirk.
Chapter completed!