By the lake, Ning Fei was picking up firewood in the woods.
It was autumn, and there were many fallen tree trunks and branches in the woods, which were picked up by Ning Fei.
Little Dog and Little Fei were playing in the water by the lake.
These two guys were not afraid of the cold.
Under the live camera of the drone, Ning Fei came back with a bundle of firewood.
He first took a look at the situation of the little ones.
Everyone was still the same. He did not know what charm Xiao Feng, that silly bird, had. At this moment, he was landing on the head of the Little Bear, just like a boss who had subdued his underlings.
Of course, he could only bully the Little Bear.
In Qingfeng Temple, the status of the Little Falcon and Little Fox was much higher than his. The Little Dog and Xiao Fei did not pay much attention to him.
Ning Fei looked around, but he did not see Xiao Fei.
“Xiao Fei!”
Ning Fei placed the firewood beside the wooden house and called out.