The Pheromone of the Drooping-Eared Rabbit (ABO)

Chapter 46: It's time to show real technology- Old Qi Radish

Qi Yan sent the milk candy in his mouth to Rongbao's mouth, and then asked, "Rongbao, do you still want to eat radish?"

As soon as Rongbao heard the radish, he instinctively wanted to nod.

Originally, Qi Yan had taken the inhibition pill and didn't want it very much, but he nodded when he saw Rongbao.

Qi radish couldn't stand it. He said excitedly that when he woke up and hunted, it was time to show his real skills.

Let the velvet rabbit see what technology is and what surprise is.

Qi Yan first took out his mobile phone to make up for this knowledge. He read the whole page at a speed of ten lines at a glance, and kept the essentials firmly in his heart. Well, this time it was stable.

Qi Yan threw his mobile phone aside and rushed up at Rongbao.

Just now, Rongbao was still eating milk candy with a smile. After a while, Rongbao buried his head in the pillow with a snot and tears, and finally fainted.

There was no bleeding this time, and it was really successful.

Qi Yan hugged the unconscious Rongbao in his arms and had a good sleep.

The next morning, Qi Feng saw that only his uncle came down for breakfast. He asked, "Why didn't my little aunt get up?"

Qi Yan walked down the stairs in a refreshing way and replied faintly, "I'm dizzy."

Qi Feng did hear my aunt's cry last night. In this way, did my uncle succeed: "Uncle, did you mark it successfully?"

Qi Yan seemed to remember what to mark. He frowned: "I forgot to mark."

The mark will last for several hours, but Rongbao has been crying, and Qi Yan can't bear it.

The oatmeal that Qi Feng had just eaten in his mouth was sprayed out again. Why is his uncle so naive? He can forget this kind of thing, or his uncle didn't want to mark the little guy at all.

Think about it, how can an uncle, a person with the identity, mark a rabbit and let a rabbit be his permanent partner? To mark a small omega with the same identity.

Qi Feng thought he understood his uncle's mind, so he said smartly, "Uncle, you'd better not mark it. Just play with him first. When you're tired of playing, or find a more suitable one in the future, you can throw him away."

For their group of rich children, the toys around them are replaced round by round, and sometimes they are not the same every day. In Qi Feng's eyes, the velvet treasure is just a plaything level, but it is slightly more important than ordinary toys. After a long time, my uncle will replace the velvet treasure when he is tired of it. It is.

Rongbao's little body was lying on the top of the stairs, and the gray-blue pupils stared straight at Qi Feng through the cracks in the railing.

Qi Feng's words just now were heard by Rongbao.

Rongbao squatted on the stairs with bare feet, and the light in his eyes disappeared little by little.

After Qi Feng finished those words, Qi Yan immediately scolded him, "Shut up."

Qi Feng didn't dare to say anything more and bowed his head to drink his oatmeal.

Qi Yan just drank two mouthfuls of porridge and turned around to go upstairs.

When he reached the corner of the stairs, he saw Rongbao squatting at the top of the stairs, his little head buried in his knees, and his body shrank into a small ball.

"Rongbao, why are you squatting here?"

The floor was very cold, and the velvet socks and trousers were not worn. Qi Yan quickly strode over to pick up the velvet.