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 on their faces.

     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 according to the rules.

     literally means 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.

      is a 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 are complete and her light blue long skirt is very beautiful. There is no restriction on her hands and feet, but she feels that there is no place to put it on. Even if she hugs it into a ball, she can't stop the feeling of shame.

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

      It's not taking off your clothes, what are you thinking?

     The people are different from each other. Feathered people and clam girls are completely different species, so it is too difficult to understand each other.

    "Mom, she is so weird, why did she shrink back?"

    "Yes, her face turned red. Does anyone bully her?"

    "I don't know... She is a little short, maybe she feels too short and is 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 look so weak. You look so weak girl...

    In fact, some places are bigger than you... Feathered people are generally not very big, they can only be considered moderate, and when compared with their body proportions, they seem smaller. The proportion of people's An An looks even bigger... 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 was red like blood, and she felt so hot that it was almost burning. The fingers and fingers of the feathers next to her continued:

    "What are she doing? Why are 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 God envoy punish her? Isn't serving her well enough?"

     An An: "?"

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

     And another feathered man answered: "That is our messenger. When will it be the turn of the clam girl to serve?"

    "That's right, who can appreciate her shrinking appearance 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 was treated as a bad service... I felt like I was standing in a brothel to evaluate the guests...

      is wrong, why do you know the brothel? You haven’t been to it before!

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

     It seemed like the current was running around. It didn't take long to get so excited that I fainted.

      I feel that 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:

    "Actually, the texture of this clam girl's wings is so beautiful, as thin as a cicada's wings, the patterns are beautiful, and it looks like amber glass."

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

    "So she is razor clams, right?"

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

     A group of feathered men turned their heads and stared.

     An An subconsciously wanted to retract her shell, but was tied up by Buddhist beads and couldn't move it. She cried with a "wow".

    Pearls fell all over the floor.

     It was obviously crying, but An An felt a little relieved. This string of pearls seemed to cover up something...

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

     "You are so kind, 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 up straight, 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 Qiji smokes: "Who said it!"

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

     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 is so beautiful."

      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. Phoenix Fire Feathers dare not despise this beautiful butterfly wings, which are stunning in normal aesthetics.

    Qin Yi was also very amazing.

     He couldn't help but transmit a voice: "How beautiful is this? Why do you have a column like a razor clam on weekdays?"

    An An said airbrush: "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 her eyes, Qin Yi in front of her looked amazed, and the feathers around her also had praise in their eyes.

      She suddenly felt...it seemed to be no shame?

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

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

     Before she finished speaking, 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.

     Yushang stretched 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: "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.

      and the whiteness of the feather man have completely different artistic conceptions.

    Qin Yi was stunned for a moment, and 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-looking appearance? It can't be used!"

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

      then turned around and shouted: "Enough for peace, let's get here today, let's go back first."

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

      was finally inspired to fight, but it was actually a shame that he was extremely willing to sacrifice his best.

     It was like the string was 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.

      Fortunately, it didn't roll to the ground, no one knew that this thing was just tears...
Chapter completed!