Flynn's Forest of Fables Chapter 32

The blooming little greens turned Flynn's morning into chaos.

If I have to use a metaphor, the border collie raised at home suddenly transformed into many beagles after waking up.

Of course, Little Green still tried his best to show his well-behaved side in front of Flynn.

But as long as Flynn looks away, their entangled branches, leaves and flower heads will tear together crazily.

Flynn had to reprimand Little Green for a long time with an unprecedented harsh attitude, and by the way, he also consumed at least a gallon of ice-cold honey sherbet (probably only Veles and the goddess of life know why the dragon vines after blooming are like teenagers) Can eat), it was extremely difficult to comfort the restless and energetic little Green.