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Xiao Yao slowly let go of Cang Lan's hand.

Red Fox took the lead and jumped onto Xiao Yao's shoulder. He chose a position and nestled lazily, his big fluffy tail dangling in front of Xiao Yao.

"The fox tribe produces beauties. This little fox should also be a beauty after it transforms."

Ge Jinghong raised his eyes and introduced casually.

Xiao Yao rubbed the fox demon smoothly, grabbed the back of the fox demon's neck, lifted him in front of his eyes, turned around and looked up and down for a moment, and then put him back.

"The coat color is good, and he's quite seductive."

Cang Lan's inadvertently shallow breathing returned to normal.

It's okay, I'm not blind, I can see that the other party is deliberately inviting favors.

If you're not interested, that's fine.

Linglu opened his big ignorant eyes, took two steps forward, nuzzled Xiao Yao obediently, tilted his head and chirped in a low voice.

"The deer demon is well-behaved and sensible, with a docile nature to his core. He is much better than some people who don't understand the rules."

Ge Jinghong's voice was calm, as if he was just discussing the matter.

Cang Lan's ears began to press downward.

He understood what Elder Ge meant.

"The short hair feels good, and the antlers are interesting."

Cang Lan's tail stretched uneasily, and her whole body was exuding cold air uncontrollably.

Qingluan flapped his wings, turned his back to Xiao Yao proudly, and raised his head high.

Xiao Yao poked his feathers with his fingers. Qingluan's lower body remained motionless, but his head moved forward for a touch.

"Tsk, these days even the little birds are willing to refuse and welcome you."

Xiao Yao did as he wished, scratched a few times with his five fingers, and held his chin with interest.

Ge Jinghong rolled his eyes at her and blew his beard angrily:

"What a little bird, this is the holy beast Qingluan! If someone can condescend to be a guest, it's all because of you."

When Cang Lan heard this, her expression almost failed to tighten.

Yes, the wolf clan is not as noble as Qingluan, not to mention he is still...

"Ouch~"

The majestic gray wolf holds its head high and has an extremely powerful aura.

His eyes were sharp and sharp. He glanced sideways at Cang Lan, who was suppressed by his bloodline and snorted contemptuously.

"See, this is the real wolf clan."

Cang Lan's face turned pale.

The wolf clan has distinct hierarchies, and the suppression of pure-blood wolves over ordinary wolves is ingrained into their bones.

He couldn't stop trembling, and every meridian in his body was forcing him to surrender.

"Sister..."

Xiao Yao's wrist tightened, and the hand he was about to touch the wolf's head paused in mid-air.

She looked down at her wrist.

A wolf tail with fried hair was tightly wrapped around her wrist through the sleeve, and the wolf tail was trembling pitifully.

Xiao Yao looked back along the tail and met a pair of fearful and aggrieved dog eyes.

So pitiful.

Xiao Yao poked 025 in his mind:

[Tongzi, he is jealous!】

025 replied angrily:

[Nonsense, I’m not blind!Just stimulate him, and he'll be happy when you roll over.】

Xiao Yao didn't take it seriously at all:

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