"You're squeezing my neck..."
Feng An shrank, glaring at Ye Fei and telling him to let go.
Sure enough, his hand naturally went straight for the critical spot, didn't it? Feng An didn't even bite, so why did he grab him seven inches down his body the moment he reached out?
"Aren't you worried Lin Xian and Lin Mu will come over, see you like this, and have their image of you as a mighty god shattered?"
Ye Fei released his fingers as though nothing had happened and changed the subject, unwilling to admit he had just bullied a snake.
Still, grabbing a snake seven inches down its body really had been an instinctive pinch. He absolutely hadn't done it on purpose.
"Their image of me? Who has ever had a lofty image of me?"
Feng An climbed up Ye Fei's arm and looked around from his shoulder. As they chatted, he wound himself around Ye Fei's neck, giving him an emerald-green collar.
So he wanted to squeeze his neck? Now Feng An was wrapped around Ye Fei's neck, too.
"You're right. Your image is pretty much gone anyway. But you guys are being too ruthless. Blue Feather will probably cry when she learns the truth, and that butterfly isn't easy to soothe when she cries..."
Leaning back, Ye Fei lay straight down in the snow and complained to Feng An about how blackhearted they were.
Although Blue Feather had picked Old Yellow Ox up and brought him back, the two got along well. He called her Big Sister Blue Feather at every turn, just like one of the children she looked after.
Now, Old Yellow Ox's "betrayal" had already been something of a blow to Blue Feather.
When Old Yellow Ox appeared again and stabbed Blue Feather in the