Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

  Chapter 1722 Rose Manor (28)

   "Meow ~"

  It looked up at him. Although it couldn't speak human words, it felt inexplicably cautious.

   "Meow~"

   Its tail tugged at his cane again.

  Old man Liu was stunned, even a little dazed.

  Looking at the gentleman who hadn't spoken from the beginning to the end, the gentleman lowered his eyes and his eyes were dark.

  Wen Baiqingjun's side face is still very emotional, no thoughts can be seen.

  The spiritual big cat kept teasing him, as if he wanted him to go with it.

   The big round head is facing the direction of the depths of the sea of ​​flowers, meowing, as if to say something.

  Old man Liu stretched out his hand, "Sir, why don't I just put it—"

   "No need."

  Elegant and noble gentleman, even his tone is gentle and impartial.

  Raising his eyes, he glanced at him, his voice was calm and somewhat alienated.

   "You go about your business and don't care about me."

   means, he can leave first.

   "..." Old man Liu hesitated, "Sir, then this cat..."

   "I won't tell Uncle Wang, you can rest assured."

  He is always peaceful and rarely embarrasses others.

   This is why the servants respect him from the bottom of their hearts.

  Uncle Wang had no choice but to lower his hand and bowed slightly, "Then...thank you sir."

   While backing away, he still looked at the cat from time to time.

  Always a little worried.

  After old man Liu left, the extraordinarily humane big cat ran deep into the flower thorns.

   There was another rustling sound from the flower thorns, very loud.

   After a while, seeing that the man did not follow, the big cat emerged from the densely packed roses.

   Raised his forelegs and meowed at him from a distance, the sound was a little anxious.

   It seems to be saying, follow up quickly.

  The man standing outside the flower thorns was still standing quietly, without moving.

   Leaning on crutches, the long and narrow phoenix eyes, which are as dark as the deep sea, looked at it calmly, and the long and slender finger bones hanging down seemed to be curled up.

   Like, some dare not.

"Meow?"

  The big cat tilted its head slightly.

   Still meowing at him, even running back, waiting for him.

   "Meow meow~"

  If it can talk, it can express its eagerness.

  The man seemed to understand its cry, and finally moved at a slow pace.

  Like a ninety-year-old man with limited mobility, he staggered after it with a cane.

  When he stepped barefoot on the moist ground covered in the fragrance of roses, his breathing seemed to be short for a moment.

  The calm mask on his face showed faint signs of breaking.

  The big cat meowed happily at him, and then ran towards the depths of the flower thorns.

  The fat and bulging body is as flexible as a fish in the water where it is full of thorns, unimpeded.

   "Meow meow~"

  Come on!

  It ran for a while, then turned back to wait for the man with limited movement.

  The man stumbled, and in the thicket full of thorns, his bare feet were quickly scratched.

  The bright red blood dripped out silently.

   It hurts a little.

  He didn't seem to feel any pain, he just walked step by step, faster and faster.

  Hands on crutches trembled, and his movements became more and more rapid.

   Almost falling while walking, her fair face was even scratched with a shallow wound by rose thorns.

   Extremely embarrassed.

  Mao'er took him away, seeing him like this, seemed a bit unbearable.

   stopped and looked up at him.

  But the man was a little ruthless, with monstrous emotions rolling in his eyes.

   "You know where she is, don't you?"

  (end of this chapter)