When the full-level boss picks up the zero-level petite bag

Chapter 77 Mr., your taste is so sweet (25)

An Er turned around and said fiercely: "Yesterday, you were the one who made me hang on a tree branch!"

"Ah?" Nan Xing looked at him with a bewildered expression. After thinking for a long time, he said, "The thing that fell yesterday was you."

"What? You're optimistic, I'm the most honorable prince in Duke Ansted Castle!" How can you call something?
An Er thought unhappily.

"I'm sorry, I said something wrong." Nan Xing nodded guiltily and apologized.

"It's okay, I don't care about you." For her obedience, An Er said generously.

"Then why are you arresting me here? Can you send me back, sir will be worried." Nan Xing took two steps forward and asked in a soft voice.

"No, I promised someone else to catch you."

"What did you arrest me for? I didn't do anything bad." Nan Xing was at a loss, she stayed in the castle the whole time.

"She's not here now. I'll bring her to see you when she comes back." An Er scratched his wings, and he didn't know why Farimmei had to see Nanxing.

But since it was a request from a good friend who had lived with him since childhood, of course he had to agree.

"Then can you wait for her to come before arresting me? I'm so hungry." Nan Xing yawned.

Usually she fell asleep at this time, but now she is awake and suddenly very hungry.

"I'm going to find you something to eat, but you're not allowed to escape." An Er said with a serious face.

"Hmm, hurry up." Touching his stomach, Nan Xing only felt a little dry mouth.

very hungry.

The little blood clan waited for a long time in the palace, and finally came to her supper. When a large bowl of blood was placed in front of her, the strong smell of blood made her vomit uncontrollably.

"You, what's wrong with you?" Seeing her face suddenly pale and ugly, An Er couldn't help but care.

"This is the freshest food I have found in my palace, why don't you eat it?"

Nan Xing shook his head, covering his nose and mouth with his hands and did not speak.

"Then do you want to eat fresher? Or I'll call one back now?" An'er asked.

The little blood clan is very cute, and it is not a bastard like Farimmei said, and he can't bear to bully her.

Seeing Aner's posture, she probably wanted to give her a drink, so she quickly grabbed Aner's wings, "I'm not hungry anymore, don't beat fresh."

"You...how can you touch my wings!" An Er shivered, jumped away quickly, and looked at her annoyed.

"Can't you touch it?" Nan Xing quickly retracted his hand in mid-air, a little confused.

"Of course I can't touch it. Only blood relatives who are related to me can touch my wings!" An Er reached out and patted his own wings, as if he disliked the place Nan Xing had just touched.

It turns out that only relatives can touch the wings. No wonder Sister Avril never touches her wings.

"Sorry, I don't know." She apologized earnestly.

"Forget it, anyway, you are not allowed to tell others about this, otherwise I will be very angry." An Er tangled for a while.

"Okay, I won't say it."

She sat down cross-legged obediently, and put her arms around her arms, quietly.

"Your wings are beautiful." An Er imitated her and sat down beside her, his eyes falling on her silver-white wings.

The silver-white light flashed and disappeared in an instant.

"Why did you take it back? Let it out for me to see!" An Er asked curiously.

(End of this chapter)