Quick Travel: Card Destroyer

A "meow" broke the tit-for-tat atmosphere. They both turned their heads and saw a clean, long-haired calico cat gracefully walking to the dining table, raising its little head and staring at them with its big watery eyes.

"Meow!" Sancai stood up and scratched Fu Cangzhao's thigh with its front paws, looking like it was asking for a pat. Fu Cangzhao smiled, stretched out his hand and scratched the cat's furry head twice, and gently pinched the cat's ears.

Compared with other parts of a cat's body, the temperature of a cat's ears is slightly lower and they feel quite comfortable.

Sancai grabbed Fu Cangzhao's thigh and jumped up, forcefully squeezing in between the two of them.

"What's wrong?" Fu Cangzhao had to let go of Yi Chunzhan and instead stroked Sancai along his back. When he touched the base of the tail, the furry tail automatically lifted up, and the fur on it exploded like a feather duster.

She stroked the cat's tail twice, then something suddenly occurred to her and she patted the base of the tail. Sure enough, the cat meowed and involuntarily lifted its tail higher.

"How about this?" The boy's hand slapped the base of the tail several times quickly, and the cat's butt lifted higher and higher, and it made a sharp "meow" sound from time to time.

It's really interesting. She could have transformed into a human form a long time ago, but she prefers the cat form.



Maybe he likes being touched, and only by turning into a cat can he be touched by everyone openly.

Sancai's body trembled violently, and it turned around like lightning and bit Fu Cangzhao, but it didn't use much force, leaving only a few shallow teeth marks. Then, perhaps realizing that it had done something bad, it jumped down in a panic, meowing in grievance while quickly running back to the room.

Yi Chunzhan watched the kitten disappear completely behind the door, and then he turned his attention to Fu Cangzhao again. The indoor floor heating was turned on very well, and Fu Cangzhao was only wearing a slightly old patchwork white shirt and a pair of moderately thick home trousers. The fabric just fit the body line, outlining a smooth arc. Especially the legs straddling her body, which were strong and fleshy, making people unable to resist kneading them. Of course, only acquaintances could do this. If you are not familiar with her, you will probably be sent to the grave by her before you can touch the edge of her clothes.

The tomb keepers, especially the southern ones, have very radical methods and ideas. Otherwise, they would not be able to fulfill their duty of protecting the city.

She is also different from undertakers like Song Ximing. If undertakers focus on cleaning out the termites that erode the interior, then the tomb keeper is responsible for dealing with the wolves that surround the tomb from the outside.

"What are you going to do next?" Yi Chunzhan looked at Fu Cangzhao with a smile, "Do you want to go out for a walk? It's time to replace Ji Liangqi's maintenance tools."

In a moment of distraction, the weight of the boy on her disappeared, and in the blink of an eye, she had changed into winter clothes, with the zipper of her black parka open and a dark red tassel scarf in her hand, with a cute sparrow brooch pinned on one end.

The movements are quite fast.

Yi Chunzhan simply cleaned up the dishes, stood up, changed his clothes, took Fu Cangzhao's hand and pushed open the door of the office: "Let's go——"

It was sunny outside and there was almost no wind, but Fu Cangzhao still subconsciously shrank his neck and buried the lower half of his face in the scarf, enjoying the body temperature retained in it.

It's a bit awkward to date someone with your face on his.

This is not rigorous enough. She had dated Bing Haoqi before and had a good experience. The sense of disharmony should be due to Yi Chunzhan's temperament. She is too gentle, which is in stark contrast to Fu Cangzhao's usual sharpness. She really can't bear to see her face make a series of kind expressions.

"Do you know which inkless pen Ji Liangqi used before?" Yi Chunzhan asked a question without warning.

"Although I don't know what other people think, at least I will accept it," Yi Chunzhan sighed and shook his head helplessly, "This is your duty."

"Even if you hesitate and do nothing? If you immediately order the destruction of the production line that can be destroyed and recycle the inkless pens that have been sent out, things may not get worse. The Card City is running out of time, and the souls of the citizens are almost completely polluted. Now it is just a dying struggle. If we don't deal with it from the root, they will soon become puppets of the inkless pens, and will truly focus on welcoming back the aliens. We don't know how long it will take for us to wait for the next opportunity. Maybe there will be no next time."

Fu Cangzhao withdrew his hand, quickened his pace, and his strides became larger and larger. Finally, he was almost running on the street and soon disappeared.

In fact, there were more things that happened to Ji Liangqi in his early years.