Chen Xiuzhi smiled and waved Jiang Che's hand away with a look of disgust.
"Uncle and aunt, it's so hard for you to come to Kyoto."
"Shall I take you to see the streets and alleys of Kyoto and experience its culture?"
Tang Tian immediately ran over, hugged Chen Xiuzhi's arm, and said happily.
"Okay, let's go."
Chen Xiuzhi nodded, and everyone left Kyoto together by car.
Not long after Jiang Che and his family left, the thirty little phoenixes flying around in the greenhouse felt really suffocated.
It’s too boring here, I might as well stay in Taoyuan Valley.
One of them was a little phoenix with a tuft of golden hair on its head, and its smart little eyes were rolling around.
Seeing that his younger brother, sister and parents didn't notice him, the little guy quickly crawled into the flowers and quietly came to the edge of the greenhouse.
He spat a large mouthful of saliva at the edge of the glass, and the saliva quickly heated up when it came into contact with the air.
It only took a few tens of seconds to burn a big hole in the thick glass.
He looked back and saw that no brothers or sisters were paying attention, so he slipped out.
It crept stealthily between the palace walls until it was far away from the greenhouse and then flew into the sky.
Looking down at this strange city, the little guy was curious about everything here.
The streets of Kyoto are bustling with traffic and pedestrians.
A child was holding his mother's hand. He looked up and saw a little phoenix in the sky and quickly pulled his mother.
"Mom, mom, look, there's a little red bird in the sky."
The child's mother took a look and didn't care at all.
"What little bird? It's a kite. Go home."
After visiting the Forbidden City, the little phoenix flew away immediately.
At this moment in the TV station’s headquarters building, Wang Shuangshuang finally finished editing the video of the last interview with Longya Rice.
I picked up my coffee, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, stretched, and admired the view outside.
Just then, an orange-red figure came into her sight.
"You're really brave to fly a kite in the city!"
Wang Shuangshuang smiled, picked up the coffee and took a sip.
As the red bird flew closer, Wang Bingbing's smile gradually froze and her eyes widened.
The coffee cup in my hand slipped and shattered on the ground.
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