Lu Bao silently stuck out half of his head and stretched out his paw to take it.

"Xunxun~"

Little Xunbao didn't forget his little brother, so he specially selected a purple flower and floated it next to Gangbao and put it on its feathers.

Gang Bao: "..."

"Qingqing~"

At this time, Qingbao floated over.

However, at this time it was in the state of turning into wind, and its mood was happy again, and the wind was a little faster than usual.

As soon as it came, the flower held in the little treasure hunter's paws was blown away by a gust of wind.

"Xunxun!"

Lao Wu!

"Qingqing!"

It's not intentional!

Qiao Sang couldn't help but smile when he saw little Xunbao chasing the wind in anger.
Chapter completed!