Bird Raiders

Ah Ting felt very wronged all of a sudden, it was obviously the prince who said such hurtful words, but he didn't even apologize, and even slapped him on the head.

How can there be such a person who slaps him on the head while calling him stupid? Ah Ting has never seen anyone like Wang Ye since he was born.

Ah Ting stuck his butt to the stone and did not move, the prince picked his collar twice, Ah Ting could only hum, the prince thought: The little guy is really angry.

The prince didn't leave either, and was about to sit down next to Ah Ting, but he thought the floor was dirty, so he spread the hem of Ah Ting's clothes to the side and put it under his buttocks.

"You don't go back at noon, the prime minister is not in a hurry?"

Ah Ting still wanted to vent his anger with his nose, so the prince raised the candied haws in his hand and poked it on Ah Ting's soft face, "Don't hum."

"Father and mother quarreled."

"quarrel?"

Ah Ting repeated what Jin Yu had said, and then asked, "What are they angry about?"

The prince laughed again, and asked inappropriately: "Now I finally believe that person is your mother, what kind of bird lays what eggs."

"Ok?"

The prince suddenly turned his head and asked, "Human life is very short, do you know that?"

"I know, it's too short compared to the demon."

"The prime minister..."

The prince stopped in the middle of his speech. Ah Ting wanted to ask more questions, but the prince didn't continue. He used the candied haws to turn around Ah Ting's dimples twice. Ah Ting felt very uncomfortable, so he pushed the prince's arm, "Your face is good. Sour, my lord, switch sides."

The prince was surprised and said, "Do you feel it?"

"What do you feel?"

The prince grabbed Ah Ting's face twice, "So, is your physical body real? Does it hurt like a human?"

"Of course, it's the same as a human being. Besides, my father is also a human being. What does your lord think I am?"

"I thought goblins used human flesh as their host, and the flesh is dead."

Ah Ting is in a hurry, he is not the kind of bad fairy who sucks people's energy, and he has never possessed a human body. He has stayed in the prime minister's mansion since he was born. Once out of the gate of the prime minister's mansion.

"This is the human form that I have worked hard to cultivate for many years. No matter whether it is in the human world or in the demon world, no one has my face. My appearance was doomed from birth, but I worked very hard to form it. Yes, no one else has the same face and body as me..." The more he spoke, the more he couldn't understand, tears rolled in his eyes.

The prince really couldn't look down on his tearful appearance, "Okay, I get it, you want to say that you are unique in the world."

Ah Ting nodded and repeated: "It is the unique Ah Ting in the world."

After a long time, Ah Ting calmed down and touched his face. He felt that the sticky cheeks were caused by the prince's candied haws. He took out the handkerchief from his arms and put it in the clear spring next to him. She swayed, then wiped her face.

Ah Ting didn't hit him lightly or hard, his cheeks flushed after just a few strokes, the prince saw that there were still unwiped tears in the corner of his eyes, and pointed his fingers, but Ah Ting didn't react.

The prince thought he was so stupid that he was about to die, so he snatched the handkerchief and ordered: "Come here with your face."

Ah Ting was obedient, and half of his body leaned over, only two or three inches away from the prince. The prince watched his eyelashes tremble, his eyes were still red, but they were wide open, and his mouth was tightly pursed. Tight, wait for the prince to wipe his face.

The prince's gaze unconsciously moved from the corner of Ah Ting's eyes to Ah Ting's lips. Ah Ting wondered why the prince hadn't moved yet, his lips were slightly parted, and just as he was about to speak, his lower lip, which was bitten by his teeth, immediately turned back to cherry red.

It is only lighter than the color of candied haws.

The prince felt that his and Ah Ting's faces were getting closer and closer, but neither of them moved.

His heart started beating fast, a little out of control.

It shouldn't be like this.

Bringing Arting out already deviated from the original track. He couldn't make any more mistakes, and he couldn't make bigger mistakes.

Ah Ting's lips were about to stick close, the prince was about to push away, but he didn't expect that Ah Ting fell straight upside down, his lips brushed the prince's neck embarrassingly, and then fell into his arms.

The next moment, the prince was sitting on the ground, holding the colorful bird in his hand, his face was livid.