The morning sun is warm, the atmosphere on Yuren Island is youthful and peaceful, and the girls' crisp laughter is spreading on the island. The relaxed mood that has just overcome the crisis makes the entire island full of joy. Some elderly Yuren who once did not want to reproduce secretly drank the mother-child spring water after this incident and touched the glory of their lower abdomen.

The young feathered girls don’t have that kind of thought. Instead, they often look up at the direction of their son-in-law’s residence and don’t know what they are thinking.

But today everyone is looking at the entrance of the temple.

A soft girl stood outside the temple gate where the prayer and sacrifice were performed as usual.

Literally, it is so soft that it is almost paralyzed.

The hardest clam shell on her body was tied tightly by a string of Buddhist beads. She was not allowed to close it. She stood there in broad daylight. Even though she was holding her hands and feet tightly, An An still felt that she was about the same as the big-shaped ones for people to see.

The habit of relying on the protection and concealment of clam shells. Once the clam shell is opened and spread out, it feels like it is red in my heart... The description that cannot be described in the review is similar.

In fact, her clothes were complete and her light blue long skirt was very beautiful. She had no restrictions on her hands and feet, but she felt that there was no place to put them in. Even if she hugged her, she couldn't stop the feeling of shame.

This is entirely an inner factor. In the eyes of Yuren, she simply cannot understand her strange emotions. She opened her clam shell and looked exactly the same as the Yuren's wings. Yuren spread her wings every day, generous and cheerful, and thought this was a very beautiful expression. Who would have thought that this guy was ashamed of having a beautiful "wings"?

I'm not taking off your clothes, what are you thinking?

People are different, and feathered men and clam girls are completely different species, so it is too difficult to understand each other.

"Mom, she's so weird, why did she shrink?"

"Yes, her face turned red. Who bullies her?"

"I don't know... She's a little short, maybe she feels too short and feels ashamed."

Qin Yi almost laughed in the dark. He was so short. Although An An was not tall, he was only 1.6 meters tall. For a soft girl, this height was not short. You are too tall. You are too tall. You are almost 1.7 meters tall and you are almost 1.8 meters tall. You are all models and tall. You are so thin. You are despising other soft girls...

In fact, some places are bigger than you... The feathered people are generally not very large, so they can only be considered moderate. When compared with their body proportions, they seem smaller. The proportion of people's An An looks even larger... soft, rising...

Well, no, I think of it everywhere... This is teaching my apprentice, dispelling her introverted temperament, and to perform generously! Not to compare her figure, um.

An An's face turned red like blood, and she felt that it was almost burning. The fingers and fingers of the feathers next to her continued:

"What is she doing? Why is she standing at the door of our temple?"

"I don't know, I heard that I was punished by my son-in-law."

"Why did the Lord God punish her? Is she not serving her well enough?"

An An: "?"

I feel that there is something wrong with your Yuren’s value orientation? Is there any connection between punishment and service?

Then he heard another feather man answer: "That is our God's envoy. When will he be served by the clam girl?"

"That's right, who can't stand her shrunk anyway?"

Qin Yi: "..."

An An: “…”

An An was extremely ashamed. She was already ashamed to have a clam shell like this. She was also evaluated by someone's figure and treated as a bad service... I felt like I was standing in a brothel to evaluate the guests...

No, why do I know the brothel? I haven’t been to it before!

Everyone's eyes shot everywhere like arrows. Every time they looked at a place, it seemed like they were touching their feet. An An felt something was wrong all over her body. She was touched here and there...

It seemed like the current was running around, and it was almost irritated.

I feel like there are pearls secreting, and I don’t know where it comes from...

An An felt confused, and the whispers of the feathers were quietly coming again:

"Actually, I'm talking about it again. The texture of this clam girl's wings is so beautiful, as thin as a cicada's wings, the patterns are beautiful, and they look like amber glass."

"But the shape is very strange, vertical, semicircular, narrow, wouldn't it be a cylinder together?"

"So she's a razor clam?"

An An finally couldn't help but say angrily: "I am a clam!"

A group of feathered men turned their heads and stared.

An An subconsciously wanted to put away the shell, but was tied up by the Buddhist beads and could not be moved. He cried with a "wow".

The pearls fell all over the floor.

Obviously she was crying, An An felt a little relieved. This string of pearls seemed to cover up something...

"Wow..." Several feathered children went to pick up pearls, and an old priest sighed and said, "Why should the princess be so polite..."

"You're so polite, I'm crying!" An An was so angry that she was really ashamed of her.

A feathered child picked up the pearl, stood in front of An An and stood upright, and suddenly spread his wings and showed off: "The round and dumb pillar is not as beautiful as my wings! A little bit!"

An'an's seven orifices smoked: "Who said it!"

As he spoke, the thin amber clam shell suddenly changed.

The amber turned into dark blue, and the semicircle suddenly expanded and spread out, flowing up and down, like a butterfly.

"Wow..." A group of feathered men surrounded him: "This one looks so good."

People still attach great importance to the aesthetics of wings. Although they think that their white feathers are the most beautiful, it does not mean that they look down on other types of wings, and they dare not despise phoenix fire feathers. This kind of beautiful butterfly wings will be very stunning in normal aesthetics.

Qin Yi was also amazing.

He couldn't help but send a message: "How beautiful is this? Why do you have a column like a razor clam on your daily basis?"

An An said qiyly: "Because you can't get along like this! Can you eat beautiful food?"

Qin Yi said seriously: "I think it's OK."

An An: “…”

Qin Yi finally came out of the darkness and stood in front of An An and tsk in a tsk voice: "It's really beautiful, An An."

An An opened his eyes, Qin Yi in front of him looked amazed, and the feathers around him also expressed praise in their eyes.

She suddenly felt...it seemed to be nothing ashamed?

She couldn't help but stutter: "Sir, do you really need to learn flute like this?"

Qin Yi sighed: "Everyone is spreading his wings, what exactly is there?"

Before he could finish his words, a bird flew over Jianmu. At this time, a peacock descended and stood in front of An An and spread her tail. It seemed that she was not convinced that her wings were gorgeous and she began to compete.

Seeing this scene, the feathered girls were a little dissatisfied and all spread their wings.

For a moment, the ground was everywhere.

Yu Shang stretched out her wings and held Qin Yi's arm with one hand: "Husband, who is our beautiful?"

Qin Yi is not stupid, so of course he has to praise his girl at this time: "Yeah, yours is the most beautiful."

An An was dissatisfied, and the stretched butterfly wings expanded a little more, like the texture engraved with gold and silver threads, shining brightly in the sunlight. The sunlight shines through the thin butterfly wings, and has a hazy beauty.

It has a completely different artistic conception from the whiteness of the feather man.

Qin Yi was stunned for a moment, but he really couldn't tell which one was more beautiful.

Yu Shang looked at his expression and was so angry that she pulled him into the woods: "What's the use of her good looks? It can't be used!"

"Hey hey..." Qin Yi was dragged and staggered: "Broad day, what do you want to use..."

Then he turned around and shouted, "All is enough, let's get to this day, let's go back first."

As Qin Yi was dragged away, An An let out a sigh and almost collapsed on the ground to breathe.

In the end, I was so excited that I was actually so ashamed to the extreme.

It's like being broken.

The crowd dispersed at this moment, as if they were exhausted.

Although others didn't know what she was ashamed of... Anyway, An An felt that she had never been so exciting in her life. She looked at Qin Yi being pulled into the woods, and quietly put away a pearl from the hem of her skirt in her palm.
Chapter completed!