1117 You Will Have To Find A Male From the Bird Tribe To Be Your Partner Then

Lea just laughed at Gu Mengmeng's grumbling. He pinched her little nose. "It would be best if we could pamper you so much that you can't even breathe without us. This way, I don't need to worry that you might disappear suddenly."

"Grunt." Gu Mengmeng wrinkled her nose but didn't insist on going over herself to filter the mashed grapes.

Lea morphed his hand into a paw, and then back to a hand again. The result was a completely clean hand, which appeared almost transparent under the sunlight and glowed with a shimmery sparkle.

Gu Mengmeng did not have a hand fetish but she really liked Lea's and Elvis' hands. Their hands looked especially great.

Mmm, if the two of them could clasp their hands together, fingers intertwined—that would be the perfect image…

At that thought, Gu Mengmeng instinctively sucked air through her nose.

She must never have a nosebleed again. Otherwise, who knew what those two would do to her.