[Quick travel] It's all because the host is so charming

Qin Shu's room is at the end of the second floor. When he opened the door, the first thing he saw was a huge floor-to-ceiling window. A unique impressionist painting.

However, Song Qi only saw the white cat lying on the carpet and dozing with its eyes closed. Its long tail was dangling lazily, and its hair was fluffy and soft. It looked like an aristocrat among cats!

The cat raised its head vigilantly when it heard the sound, its round blue eyes lit up when it saw Qin Shu, and then flew over with lightning speed.

"Wow!" Song Qi was taken aback, and wanted to back away, almost falling into the arms of the little maid.

Who knows that people don't like him at all.

The white cat rubbed Qin Shu's trousers affectionately, pawed his calf with its paw, and made a coquettish "meow" sound.

Qin Shu gently pushed it away with his toes, and looked back at Song Qi: "Senior, are you afraid of cats?"

"No, not afraid." Song Qi poked his head out from behind him, and his eyes would meet those beautiful blue eyes.

Is it his illusion?

He always felt that this little kitten who hadn't cultivated yet was hostile to him.

Song Qi squatted down, tentatively approached it, and wanted to reach out to touch its white fur, but was warned by a yellow card with bright paws.

Song Qi was not happy anymore.

Who doesn't have claws yet?

Thinking that he was once the king of the demon world, he treated people with kindness and friendliness, and he had never been wronged like this!

"Wow!" Song Qi yelled at the white cat ferociously, and took advantage of the fact that she was too clothed to catch it, and rushed forward to push the cat into her arms.

The cat probably had never seen such a weird person before, and was frightened for a moment, but now it was lying down and not daring to move, allowing Song Qi to ravage it.

Oh my God.

The little maid hummed in her heart.

What kind of cute monster did the young master bring back!

She is really dying!

Not a single drop, oh!

The corner of Qin Shu's mouth twitched, and he took a step forward to lift up the big and small ones that were rolling wantonly on the carpet. There was a cat on the left and Song Qi on the right. The scene was surprisingly harmonious for a while.

"Bring the grapes back to the pet room." Qin Shu held the cat by the back of the neck and handed it to the little maid, and said coldly, "Don't let it slip by again."

"Oh, good." The maid took the cat in a hurry, and retreated out neatly.

Qin Shu finds it strange that Putao almost never shows its paws to people, and it looks soft and lazy, but Song Qi has released its nature by doing this.

A bit of a skill.

"Did you catch it?" Qin Shu wanted to pull Song Qi's hand, but he turned sideways to avoid it.

"No...no..." He dodged his eyes and his eyes were watery.

"Let me see." Qin Shu frowned and grabbed his wrist. On the back of his white and tender hand was a scar as wide as a little finger, and small drops of blood were dripping out.

Qin Shu frowned even tighter: "I'll call the doctor."

"No...no need!" Song Qi grabbed his sleeve and murmured in a low voice, "Don't, don't find a doctor..."

He has a special blood type, and if he is discovered, he will be finished.

"I... just lick it myself."

The saliva of monsters can heal wounds, so the monster world doesn't need doctors.

Song Qisheng was afraid that Qin Shu would not believe it, so she immediately raised her small hand to her mouth, and the bright red tip of her tongue came out, like a rose blooming in the snow, imprinting a strong stroke on Qin Shu's retina.He lowered his eyes, and gently swept the wound with his soft tongue, the whole movement was done in one go, pure and lustful, Qin Shu couldn't help rolling down his Adam's apple secretly.