Ji Fengming straightened up and accused him seriously: "Xiao Chen, did you do this on purpose? Did you deliberately hurt me?"
Black Owl didn't answer, but turned his head and gave him a mischievous smile.
His eyelashes were thick and long, and his eyes were like the ripples of water beneath a glacier.
Those two gently fluttering raven feathers seemed to brush against Ji Fengming's heart, making him feel weak from head to toe.
Ji Fengming stood still, scratching his neck in bewilderment, somewhat doubting his own existence: "What the hell, am I sick?"
Was I charmed by just one casual glance from Xiao Chen?
Seriously? Am I that thirsty?
Should I really find a wife and get married?
Black Owl took two steps, then noticed the weight on his shoulder had lessened. He turned back and said, "Keep up."
Ji Fengming awkwardly avoided his gaze, afraid that she might lose her composure and become a laughingstock, which would be incredibly embarrassing.
Perhaps because the dungeon wasn't well-ventilated, it was quite warm.
After they came out, Qingluan and Jinluan, who had mostly been hiding in Ji Fengming and Hei Xiao's arms, moved at the same time. Their small, short claws tugged at the fabric, and a little bit of their round little bodies peeked out from the collars of the two men's clothes.
"Chirp chirp? Where is this? Are we back in the cave, Master?"
"Whoosh, it's so dark, a little scary!"
Ji Fengming walked to the Black Owl's side, heard Qingluan's voice, and gently slapped it: "You little rascal, what are you doing running out at this time? Don't cause trouble, go back!"
Black Owl raised his hand and gently rubbed the golden phoenix, then pushed it into his clothes.
Ji Fengyao, who was in front, suddenly heard birds chirping behind her.
She turned around and saw that each of Ji Fengming and Hei Xiao had a chubby, round, and tender yellow little ball popping out of their arms. Their adorable appearance immediately captured Ji Fengyao's pink heart.
She broke free from Shang Xiye's hand and ran back, looking at the two little balls with delight: "Brother, Brother Xiao Chen, I never thought you two grown men would like such cute little pets! Where did you get these two adorable little guys?"
"Chirp! I'm not a little one!" Jinluan protested.
"Chirp! We're old folks, we're all three hundred years old!" Qingluan chimed in.
"Pfft!" Ji Fengming almost spat out his drink when he heard Qingluan's words. He slapped her again: "Three hundred years old? Why don't you say you're three thousand years old? You liar! You call yourself an old man? What makes you look like an old man?"
Qingluan was beaten repeatedly and rolled around in sadness: "Ahhh, Master, you hit me again! Didn't you say you wouldn't bully birds after you told me?"
Although Ji Fengyao couldn't understand Qingluan's words, she could tell it was extremely aggrieved. She reached out and took Qingluan out of Ji Fengming's arms, gently stroking it in her hands and asking, "Brother, did you make a pact with it? It said it's three hundred years old?"
"Hmm, it seems they did order one; they're greedy and ordered it from me and Xiao Chen on their own initiative to eat fish." Ji Fengming didn't care much about this small matter.
When Qingluan heard its master tell the embarrassing story that made it almost turn green with regret, it felt too ashamed to face anyone. It stretched out its two little fleshy wings, wanting to cover its eyes, but it was too fat and could only barely cover its round little belly.
"Little one, what's your name? Can you tell me with your divine sense?" Ji Fengyao gently stroked the three small golden feathers on Qingluan's head.
Qingluan felt very comfortable being stroked, and her little eyes were half-closed: "Sister, my name is Qingluan, it was given to me by my brother's master; your voice is so nice, I like you so much."
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