Became a group pet after the mission failed

Chapter 118 I don't know what to call it
The rare Murong Ran was silent for a moment, and his eyes fell on the little girl's cheek in the darkness.

"No, I can't even take care of you..." Murong Ran said slowly, the little girl hiding under the blanket frowned slightly, her pretty face almost wrinkled into a bun, because Murong Ran didn't talk about it. Thoughts of falling in love?
Before the little girl could figure it out, she heard the person next to her sigh slightly, stretched out her arms and directly wrapped her into a warm embrace.

The person who understood the little girl's thoughts best was Murong Ran. When he didn't hear a reply from the person next to him, he knew that the little girl might not be able to turn around.

There was a faint fragrance in the warm embrace. Tang Qing was familiar with this smell, so she felt at ease and moved closer to the other person's arms.

Murong Ran's chin rested on the little girl's head, and said, "Don't think about it, I'm very happy that you cling to me, it's the same since childhood..."

"Um…"

Murong Ran was right, the friendship between them had lasted for many years, and it was Murong Ran who was taking care of her, like a caring angel.

The two chatted for a long time, Tang Qing soon fell asleep, Murong Ran stroked the soft long hair behind the little girl, the person she was familiar with was still there.

Li Yuan squatted at the door for a long time, and the people inside didn't have the slightest intention to talk to him, so they scratched their paws on the door involuntarily, leaving a few deep marks.

Hei Zai'er was quiet, and looked at the paw prints on the door with some guilt, and then lay down by the door, a weak force was active in his body, although the effect was not as good as being close, it was better than nothing.

The stars outside the window are flowing, and the changes of time have become quiet.

When the early morning sunlight filtered in through the glass window, a tragedy had already occurred on the balcony. The roses that were beautiful and fresh yesterday were all in pieces, and some were even hanging on the balcony railing.

The fresh and tender rose petals fell to the ground, and the bright red was a bit eye-catching. After Murong Ran got up, he saw the mess on the ground, and looked at Hei Zier, who was dozing on the sofa with his eye sockets, and suddenly felt a little pleasing to the eye.

Murong Ran was in a good mood, letting go of the mess on the balcony, and turned around to go to the kitchen. As for the scene of the crime, let the little girl wake up and watch it by herself, a cat that has grown up really has a lot of thoughts.

When the little girl got up, she went to the bathroom in a daze. Murong Ran put the meat porridge and side dishes that were just right in temperature on the table, and then went into the bathroom.

Tang Qing slept very peacefully last night, and the figure in the mirror still looked hazy as if he had just woken up.As soon as the little girl washed her face, Murong Ran handed her a towel.

Murong Ran's voice was gentle and delicate, with a smile that was not easy to find.

"Go to the balcony and have a look later, those things will be cleaned up if you don't want them..."

Tang Qing didn't react for a while, and the other party's words were more like a bad early warning, which made her mentally prepared.

After washing up, the little girl went straight to the balcony. She could see the mess outside through the glass door. All the roses Chu Yisheng gave her were ruined. Not a single one was intact. The black boy who committed the crime was still on the floor. Unscrupulously left a few red footprints.

Tang Qing was silent for a while, it was the first time she saw a cat tearing down a house...

(End of this chapter)