Through the Beast World: Beast King, Sweet Pet

Chapter 233
"Ah? What is a tile and what is a jade?" Come on, as soon as Kevin said this, An Jiao knew it all. There are no such things here.

"You don't understand this, so I won't talk about it, so as not to use up your brain." An Jiao's words sounded a bit contemptuous to Kevin.

"Why don't I have enough brains? My brain is so much bigger than yours. You can remember it, but why can't I remember it?" Kevin was dissatisfied.

"Oh, don't bother me anymore, I don't know what I've done." An Jiao couldn't explain, tiles are tiles, jade is jade, she could tell the difference but couldn't explain it.

"Tch, what's the big deal, if you don't say it, don't say it." Kevin muttered, lifted the things on the bed, then blew and patted at will, and fell asleep when he felt clean.

An Jiao had been weaving flower baskets, and felt that she was too sleepy, so she also went to bed.

I kept muttering before going to bed. I used to stay up late until four or five in the middle of the night or even all night without feeling sleepy, but now I feel sleepy before twelve o'clock.

If she had known the time, she would have complained even more, and she had fallen asleep before ten o'clock.

At noon the next day, An Jiao dragged her sister along to weave bamboo baskets. Of course, they did the weaving and she arranged the flowers.

After all, with the eyes of these two straight men, the flowers must be thrilling.

There's nothing to say, it's good that An Jiao doesn't weave bamboo baskets, if he does, he will definitely persuade An Jiao not to weave bamboo baskets.

It hurts to make up this.

Before An Jiao sent it out, the flowers from the night before had withered.

Today's flowers did not wither, because she soaked the flowers in water last night.

So she had to go up the mountain to pick flowers again today, because Xi and Kevin were weaving flower baskets at home, so she went up the mountain alone.

"What are you doing?" An Jiao was really angry and threw the flower in her hand.

"What are you doing? Guess what I'm doing? I'm also picking flowers." The man insisted: "Why, you are allowed to pick flowers and I am not allowed to pick flowers."

"But are you picking flowers? You're obviously doing sabotage." An Jiao was very angry.

Flowers are also a life, why should flowers be treated like this.

And she wasn't picking flowers at all, she was stepping on them, and when she stepped on them, a single flower was gone.

"I'm just doing sabotage, I'm happy. If you have the ability, you can do so too." The man raised her head up, very arrogant.

"I'm not as civic-minded as you. It's useful for me to pick flowers, otherwise I wouldn't pick a single flower." An Jiao really felt sorry for those delicate flowers.

Moreover, the flowers she picked were not the best ones, they were slightly rotten. Otherwise, the flowers she picked last time would not have withered so quickly.

"It's also useful for me to step on these flowers. Who wouldn't find such an excuse." The man just didn't like it.

"Then tell me, what's the use of stepping on these flowers." She still didn't believe that she could say something.

"Then tell me, what's the use of picking these flowers." The man could ask back, but who wouldn't say it.

"I picked these flowers to weave flower baskets. May I ask what your reason is, young lady?" Of course An Jiao could speak out confidently.

"I step on these flowers to be happy. Is there anything more important than happiness?"

(End of this chapter)