The boss' dandelion has become fine!

Feng Chang didn't know what happened at all. He came out of the bathroom, surrounded by white mist, his short hair looked extraordinarily dark because of the wet steam, and made his handsome face extraordinarily cold.

Feng Chang was carelessly brushing his hair, and picked up the mobile phone on the table to read the news. The glimmer of the screen cast a layer of mysterious silver light in his eyes, making him look extraordinarily charming.

The bath towel was wrapped around her waist, revealing her light wheat-colored healthy skin and her thin, powerful waist with obvious abdominal muscles.

Pu Xiaoguai's eyes lingered on the truncated waist for a moment, then slowly swept up the well-defined pectoral muscles and sexy Adam's apple.

Overall, a very attractive human being.

Pu Xiaoguai stared deeply at her human being, feeling very delicate.

Ever since he became wise, he has worked harder and harder than other elves. The years have passed. While other flowers are enjoying the rain, dew and breeze, he is working hard to accumulate aura. Yuexia exchanged pollen romantically the day before, and he rejected the brother Setaria next door's love proposal, and he was still working hard to collect aura bit by bit.

It took him thousands of years to grow two leaves, and another thousand years to grow a flower bud.

Now, his flower buds are blooming bit by bit, and the stamens are finally mature, and he managed to grow a few precious grains of pollen, and even if he didn't pay attention, he was contaminated with Feng Chang's breath. !

Pu Xiaoguai tidied up the petals that had been messed up by the little pollen, patted her flower buds, and signaled that they should stop messing around, and carefully counted the naughty pollen that just flew out, there were nine in total.

Rounding it up, these nine pollen cubs are Feng Chang's children!

Pu Xiaoguai's eyes flickered, staring at Feng Chang's handsome appearance, he smacked his lips.

It's also... not bad.

I just don't know what the pollen contaminated with human breath will look like in the future.

It just broke Huahua's heart.

Feng Chang rubbed his hair, and suddenly felt that he was being watched by a certain gaze, but it was not annoying. When he lowered his eyes, he saw Pu Xiaoguai who was holding a flower bone with a leaf and looked very heavy.

"What's wrong?" Feng Chang laughed, "Are you hungry again?"

hungry?

Pu Xiaoguai stared at her with round eyes, is Huahua the kind of flower who is hungry right after eating? ? ?

He touched the flower bone fruitlessly, and decisively clicked on the flower bone flower.

Speaking of which, since the little pollen matured slowly, he has become lethargic and gluttonous. He has just drank the fragrant tea, and he will be hungry again soon.

If there is no interest, there will be no interest.

Pu Xiaoguai thought, he is not a human being, he has no idol burden at all!

Pu Xiaoguai's flower bud flickered, nodding seriously, obviously it was just a flower, but she actually showed a pitiful little appearance.

Feng Chang's heart was suddenly softly pricked again, and without a word, he found all the drinks he could find, put them in small cups and brought them to Pu Xiaoguai's flowerpot.

A big party with colorful drinks looks extra spectacular.

The clear and transparent spring is crystal clear and pure, the fragrant red wine is as bright as a ruby, the aroma of top-quality black tea is mellow and lingering, and the aftertaste is long, not to mention the sweet and delicious smell of fresh fruit juice...

Bits of spiritual power and blessings lingered around Pu Xiaoguai along with the intertwined fragrance.

Pu Xiaoguai immediately forgot about Xiao Huafen, and the whole flower became dizzy with intoxication.

Feng Chang sat next to him with great interest, watching Pu Xiaoguai's little leaves taste here and there without blinking, the happy little look looks like a fluffy puppy, only one thing that turns into a spinning top is missing Little tail.

Pu Xiaoguai tasted all the drinks contentedly, because she drank too much, her pale pink lips turned into an attractive rosy color.

Satisfied, he took a full belch of water, stored all the spiritual energy in the flower bone, and carefully ordered some of his favorite drinks to show Feng Chang.

Feng Chang wrote them down one by one, smiled and plucked Pu Xiaoguai's flowers, raised his eyebrows, "I drank a lot, much more than before."

Pu Xiaoguai was rubbing the flower buds to do digestion exercises, and was startled when he heard this.

Have a bigger appetite than before?

Maybe it's because of autumn.

After all, a little flower like him has to accumulate energy to prepare for winter in autumn.

Pu Xiaoguai licked her wet lips, but didn't take this matter to heart.

It was already late at night, so that the little black people who were lying outside the window and watching Feng Chang every day were yawning and preparing to rest. Sleepiness hit little by little, and Pu Xiaoguai slowly lay on the edge of the flowerpot, squinting. Watching Feng Chang with his eyes, he didn't close his eyes with peace of mind until he was fast asleep.

Drowsiness struck, and darkness swept across the entire dream in an instant.

Maybe it's because there is too much spiritual energy accumulated tonight, so much that the spiritual energy in the flower bone is almost overflowing, Pu Xiaoguai's whole flower is warm and comfortable, and she sleeps extraordinarily dry.

The dream is like petals flying in the wind, chaotic and disorderly, but every petal seems familiar to him.

Pu Xiaoguai also dreamed of the dandelion valley where she was born, and the dandelions all over the mountains and plains, when they are in full bloom, are like a golden carpet covering the earth, overwhelming and vigorous, as if once in full bloom, they wish to burn a lifetime of life.

And the most inconspicuous one among them has its own consciousness since no one knows.

When Pu Xiaoguai slowly opened her eyes, she could only see the frozen stars all over the sky. When the breeze blew past, the starry sky rustled softly, and there was a particularly absurd silence.

The dog's tail grass brother next door yawned and patted his flower buds, gently telling him to sleep quickly.

Pu Xiaoguai ignored him, but looked at the stars in the sky innocently and curiously, and secretly observed the souls of the dead sitting silently in the flowers beside him, waiting for dawn to gradually rise.

Pu Xiaoguai was a little frightened and timidly dared not talk to him, but the dead soul always gently grabbed the bugs that landed on Pu Xiaoguai, and occasionally helped him loosen the soil, and would help him to build a house when the rain was too heavy. A small grass shed to keep out the rain.

Gradually, Pu Xiaoguai became less afraid.

He bravely greeted the dead soul. As a dandelion that grew up in a valley far away from human habitation, Pu Xiaoguai was not very good at speaking human language, so the dead soul patiently taught him to speak word by word.

Taking care of Pu Xiaoguai seemed to be the only thing to be thankful for in the long and cold years.

Gradually, Pu Xiaoguai knew that he was a general, and that this place used to be a battlefield, and many people buried their bones in the valley, nourishing the soil of the valley to be extraordinarily fertile, and the barren valley was gradually filled with splendid and grand flowers. Dandelion, every autumn, white dandelion flowers are flying all over the sky, as if trapped souls are scrambling to find a way out.

Pu Xiaoguai has a little bit of human emotion, and he also wants to help the dead soul who took care of him get out of here.

Until one day, he grabbed a passing woman and begged her to take away the silent soul.

The woman agreed, and the dead soul did not miss it.

Over the years, he almost sent away all the lonely souls buried here, leaving only himself alone.

The ghost took one last look at Pu Xiaoguai, and left without looking back.

Although Pu Xiaoguai was happy for him, she still couldn't help being secretly sad.

He didn't have anything to give away, so he had to give him his most precious spiritual power, which he had accumulated for a long time.

I heard that human beings can live well with only a little spiritual power, so...he will give him all the spiritual power!

He clenched his fists and swore that if he could leave the valley or become a human, he would definitely go back to find him!

But all the spiritual power was emptied at once, and Pu Xiaoguai fell into a deep sleep like never before, and he slept for many, many years.

When she woke up again, Pu Xiaoguai only remembered that she really wanted to leave the valley, but she forgot why she wanted to leave.

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感谢在2021-09-2323:21:26~2021-09-2522:59:59期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Yiming baby; 9 bottles of the boy climbing the wall; 3 bottles of the first kiss taken away by the milk bottle; 1 bottle of Sang Nan;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!