After the rebirth, the boss is slapping the face every day

Chapter 932 Don't Die, Little Fly
The whole body is scarred, and no part is intact, especially the wings. Something smashed a hole through the thin wings, and the wing that Mu Linyu stepped on just happened to be the injured wing, bloody and bloody.

"Little fly, small fly, are you okay?" She asked worriedly in her heart, tears were about to fall.

How could this be? Wasn't it fine just now?Why do you want to hurt yourself like this?
Xiao Ying lay tiredly on her palm, her eyelids were unusually heavy, and she slowly closed her eyes. She barely squinted to look at her, shook her head, and comforted her intermittently, "I'm fine, don't worry."

"But your injury?" It hurt so badly, how could Mu Ruo'an not be worried.

"It's okay, I can't die." Xiao Ying tried to squeeze out a smile, trying to liven up the atmosphere, but she was too tired to even smile.

Finally it gave up, closed its eyes tiredly, the darkness hit, and its consciousness was drowsy, as if wandering in an endless black hole, unable to find a way out.

Is it really impossible to die?

But, why does it feel so tired, so tired, and wants to just sleep forever.

Seeing it close its eyes, Mu Ruo'an was so frightened that tears fell straight out, thinking it was dead, she panicked and shouted in her heart, "Little fly, little fly, don't die, little fly."

"Ruoan, let me rest for a while." The faint voice of the little fly floated out, the voice was very low, as if it came from a distant country.

Mu Ruo'an's voice stopped suddenly, as if it was stuck in her throat, she was both embarrassed and happy at the same time, but luckily it was fine, she really thought it just now, it had already
"Honey, what are you doing, come out?" Leng Yichen's voice came from behind.

Mu Ruo'an frowned, protected the little fly in his palm, and slowly backed away.

Leng Yichen gave her a hand, and she sat back on her dining chair, her palms still in a protective posture.

He noticed that her hands seemed to be protecting something, and asked curiously, "What are you holding in your hand?"

Mu Ruo'an slowly spread out her palm, and a big golden-green fly lay motionless in her palm. Leng Yichen saw that it was a small fly, raised his eyebrows slightly, why was it this fly again, his wife squatted Under the table just to find it?But having said that, what happened to this fly? Why is the whole body injured, and the wing also has a hole, which is quite serious.

If he didn't know the importance of this fly to his wife, he would definitely call her a bloody head.

Raising his eyebrows, he asked, "What's wrong with it, how did it hurt so badly?"

To even ask how a fly was injured, and it would be embarrassing to spread the word?

Mu Linyu looked at the little fly, and immediately recognized that this fly was the one he saw in the room just now. It was really a strange fly. Why did it appear here again all of a sudden, with injuries all over his body.

My sister-in-law got under the table just to find the fly. Shouldn't ordinary people slap a fly to death when they see it?

She was so lucky that she even got under the table for a fly. This hobby is really not ordinary.

And why even Yichen is surprised that he cares about a fly, what is the identity of this fly?
The treatment is pretty good!

He asked weakly, "Yichen, what's the matter with this fly, it seems to be very important to you?"

"My wife's pet." Leng Yichen understood what he was thinking, not to mention that ordinary people couldn't understand it, but he was shocked when he knew the truth, his wife's taste is really special.

(End of this chapter)