He was dressed in red among the purple flowers, and a gust of wind blew, and his long robe was flying.

A white mist suddenly rose among the purple flowers, adding a hint of mysterious color to him.

His flute sounds very nice and moving.

Although Qian Baobao didn't move the music, she felt very beautiful from the bottom of her heart when she heard the beautiful sound of the flute.

Qian Baobao looked up at the Vermilion Bird on the sycamore tree, looking admiring.

In her opinion, Suzaku is really a god.

Only gods can be so beautiful, and only gods can be so elegant and beautiful.

Only gods can blow such a beautiful and moving flute sound.

"It sounds so nice." Qian Baobao couldn't help but exclaim.

Although Zhuque stood on the tall tree and played the flute, his god was always paying attention to the money baby under the tree.

He didn't want to pay attention to Qian Baobao, but every time when Qian Baobao appeared next to him, his attention would be attracted by Qian Baobao.

When he heard Qian Baobao praise him, he became excited and accidentally blew two notes wrong.

Fortunately, Qian Baobao and Ye didn't understand music, so they couldn't hear it.

Zhuque still maintains a cold and mysterious posture and floats among the purple sycamore flowers, giving people a feeling of fairy air.

"Zhuque, did you steal the porridge from our house in the middle of the night?"

Just as Zhuque was standing on the tree pretending to be cold, Ye suddenly shouted at him loudly, successfully interrupting his flute sound and scaring him.

At this moment of loss of consciousness, Zhuque fell from the tree without paying attention.

With a thud, the red shadow fell from the branches, breaking some purple flowers, and everything fell onto the cold ground.

"Surf Bird"

Qian Baobao was shocked as he watched the Suzaku fall from the tall tree.

"Baby, avoid it"

Ye hurriedly reached out, grabbed Qian Baobao, took her back two steps, and successfully avoided Zhuque.

With a thud, the Vermillion Bird fell to the ground, mixed with a rain of sycamore flowers.

Zhuque is indeed very elegant, even the appearance of him falling to the ground is so elegant.

His fiery red dress dispersed as soon as he contacted the ground and spread to the ground.

At this moment, the Vermilion Bird that fell on the ground was like a blooming flower.

"Hahaha" Ye couldn't help laughing.

When Ye was happy to see Suzaku falling from the tree, he was most unbearable to see Suzaku's appearance in front of the baby, and the baby showed his admiration of star eyes at Suzaku.

Now, the Suzaku fell from the tree and was thrown so embarrassedly. This is a typical handsome man.

"Hahaha, Lord Zhuque, how does it feel like falling from a tree? Isn't it very refreshing and exciting?" Ye asked loudly.

But no one paid attention to him.

Qian Baobao was still staring at the eyes of Zhuque, full of worshipful gods.

"Wow, Zhuque, you are worthy of being a god. Even if you fall to the ground, you look so elegant, Piaopiaoxian." Qian Baobao sincerely praised.

"Ah baby, he's broken like this, you still think it's good-looking." Ye couldn't help but be shocked, and at the same time he felt jealous.

Zhuque's white and delicate cheeks slowly lifted up from the ground. His eyes were cold and his eyes were cold.

He stood up slowly, shook his robe, and a gust of wind blew, and the robe was fluttering, and the dust stained on the clothes was also swept away by the wind. He instantly returned to his spotless state.
Chapter completed!