A squeamish bag can defeat a hundred [quick travel]

"Meow meow meow!" Be polite to your kitty backstage!

Ji Qing stuck his paws on Chu Bohong's mouth, and pressed Chu Bohong's soft lips with the tender little pad. He licked Chu Bohong's chin vigorously, and stared at Chu Bohong aggressively with his blue eyes. Chu Bohong.

When the illusion was shattered, Ji Qing sensed that the Phantom Spirit Gate was about to kick Chu Bohong out, so he tampered with the rules fiercely, forcefully opened a big loophole, and then stuffed Chu Bohong in.

"Meow meow meow meow meow meow~" You don't even know how good I am? Praise me now!

There was a smile in Chu Bohong's dark eyes, his concentration on Ji Qing coincided with the weak kitten in his memory, Ji Qing's heart suddenly became very soft.

The little cat kissed Chu Bohong's forehead quickly, then pretended nothing happened, turned his head away, and looked arrogantly into the distance.

Chu Bohong laughed, stretched out his hand and touched Ji Qing's back, and then he was a little surprised and said, "Why do you have three tails?"

Ji Qing turned his head, and patted the two extra tails with his paws in surprise. He didn't expect that he could increase his cultivation so much just by entering the Phantom Spirit Gate.

The three tails are the cultivation level of the Golden Core Stage. His current cultivation level is similar to that of Chu Bohong, but in the inheritance, Ji Qing is the top existence, who can beat ten Chu Bohongs on the ground.

Ji Qing hugged his little tails happily, and counted the cherished ones one by one. The three white and soft little tails swayed back and forth slowly, and Chu Bohong couldn't resist touching one of them.

The little tail hadn't been touched for a long time, Chu Bohong gently rubbed the snow-white soft fur with his fingers, Ji Qing's waist softened, and he punched Chu Bohong angrily with his small fist.

Chu Bohong didn't change his face, his expression was serious as if he was thinking about important national affairs, but he slowly moved his hands along the tip of Ji Qing's tail to the base of the tail, and used his fingers to circle the base of the tail delicately, gently flicking his fingertips. With slender soft hairs, the fingering is as light as a dragonfly touching water, and as delicate as grinding tofu with water.

Ji Qing's calf twitched comfortably, his feet turned to the sky, revealing his white belly, and he let out weak meowing intermittently.

After a wave of refreshment, Ji Qing got up softly, turned his face and pulled his little tail away, hugging his little tail like a little rich man, accusing Chu Bohong ferociously. Bochum's abnormal behavior is deeply disdainful.

Chu Bohong lowered his head, covered his lips and smiled lightly, then raised his eyes to look at the aggressive kitten, and said softly: "You can't be so stingy, look, if I have a small dried fish, I'll take that small I'll give you the dried fish, if I have a lot of small dried fish, I'll give you all the small dried fish."

"Now you have three little tails, what does it matter if I touch one of them?" He stretched out his hand to gently hold one of the little white tails as he spoke, and made a terrible blow to that innocent little tail. Miao Miao Huan's cat licking skills made that little tail utterly defeated, and it betrayed the organization with a whimper, hooking Chu Bohong's fingertips.

It seems to make sense... What a ghost!

Ji Qing quickly rushed up to strip off the rebellious little tail, hugged it all in his arms, and kicked the shit shovel officer with his hind legs.

Chu Bohong grabbed the claw that kicked people, pressed the pink and tender little pad with his hands, kneaded and kneaded, and finally put the little pad on his mouth and kissed it under Ji Qing's disgusting gaze. Take a sip.

Ji Qing was lying in Chu Bohong's arms, aroused by the dried fish that Chu Bohong just mentioned, he secretly added another trial content, and this trial was only for Chu Bohong One is open.

Chu Bohong, who held the kitten in his arms, didn't know what he was about to experience. He pushed open the door of the trial in front of him, and saw the words floating in the air.

"On how to make a kitten happy."

Chu Bohong took a step back, closed the door, pinched his brows with his fingers, and murmured: "Am I hallucinating?" He pushed the door open again, and looked at the extremely coquettish words in the air.

Chu Bohong lowered his head and looked at the innocent Ji Qing. Ji Qing tilted his little head and looked at Chu Bohong purely with his blue eyes. "Meow~" he let out a soft and sweet meow.

Dear shit shoveler, what do you see me doing? I'm just a cute, cute, weak and helpless kitten, I don't know anything.

The trial site was a secluded pavilion on Lingshan Mountain. The pavilion was surrounded by clear lake water, and the swaying figures of fish could be clearly seen.

Ji Qing jumped out of Chu Bohong's arms, rushing to the lake like a suckling swallow thrown into the forest, and he stretched out his little paws to touch the water surface happily.

There is a water lily-like elixir on the lake. The pink petals wrap the heart-shaped buds. Ji Qing stretches out the small pads and carefully fiddles with the petals. His pads are very similar in color to the petals, both dark It was a shade of soft pink, a spirit fish must have been dazzled by the pink color, but it jumped out of the water, and kissed Ji Qing's little meat pad with its mouth.

Ji Qing reflexively slapped the stupid fish back to the surface.

With a grunt, the spirit fish was stunned by the ferocious little claw, and it floated on the lake with its white belly turned over.

The little cat was suddenly excited, his little tail stood upright, he turned his little head to look at Chu Bohong, and meowed at him.

Shit shovel! Come here and catch fish! Ben Meow is so good!!!

Chu Bohong looked at Ji Qing tenderly, went up and rubbed his little head, and then fished out the fish from the water.

Ji Qing obediently sat beside Chu Bohong, watching his handsome figure while cooking fish.

It is said that a serious man is the most handsome, so a shit shovel officer who can be a small fish is the most handsome!

Ji Qing praised Chu Bohong with his meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow, the tip of his little tail happily shaking, this time there are three little tails, so the joy of shaking is three parts~

While Chu Bohong was roasting the fish, he stretched out his hand to touch Ji Qing's little head. Ji Qing had a good temper this time, obediently let him touch it, and rubbed his palm desperately, the joy in his eyes was overflowing.

Chu Bohong said softly: "Little greedy cat."

Who is greedy? I don't like to eat small dried fish made by others, hehe.

Ji Qing glared at Chu Bohong unhappily, and defended herself meow-meow-meow.

Chu Bohong roasted the dried fish until it was charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and the aroma was overflowing. He presented the dried fish to Ji Qing flatteringly, and said in a low voice, "I was wrong, this is an apology."

Ji Qing condescended to put his little paw on Chu Bohong's wrist, and then reluctantly forgave Chu Bohong. He gnawed on the dried fish contentedly, and was deeply conquered by the smell of burnt fragrance. The little paws were holding Chu Bohong's hand, and they were very happy to bury their heads in eating.

Chu Bohong looked at Ji Qing's little head tenderly, and lightly tapped his pink nose with his finger. Ji Qing was eating happily, and had no time to pay attention to this big messy hand.

So Chu Bohong rubbed Ji Qing's small ears again, the auricles felt as smooth and tender as suet white jade, and the soft hair on the sides of the ears was so soft that people lingered.

Chu Bohong's hand covered Ji Qing's little head, and then slowly touched down, the palm was as smooth as silk. He gently stroked it from the neck to the little butt, and carefully touched the base of the tail with his fingers.

Ji Qing, who was eating fish, erected a small radar, and gave Chu Bohong a death stare with his blue eyes.

Chu Bohong raised his finger, indicating that he didn't have any unreasonable thoughts about Mr. Tail.

Ji Qing bowed his head indifferently, and the kitten was trembling in disdain in the air. He ignored the stupid excrement shoveler and continued to nibble on the dried fish happily.

Chu Bohong found that the tail could not be stroked, so he felt that there should be another way to stroke the cat. He tentatively stroked the fur backwards and observed Ji Qing's expression all the time.

Ji Qing was so immersed in the delicious dried fish that he didn't even bother to give it to the stupid shit shoveler out of the corner of his eye.

So Chu Bohong stroked his fur with confidence and courage, and the soft cat gently massaged Chu Bohong's palm like a small brush, because the fur that Chu Bohong stroked was in the opposite direction to the other furs. , so it presents the visual effect of rolling white waves.

Chu Bohong quietly enjoyed the beautiful texture changes, and while Ji Qing was still working hard, he made his next wave of new attempts.

He carefully picked up a piece of skin on Ji Qing's back, looked at Ji Qing like a guilty conscience, and when he found that the kitten was still immersed in the delicious food, he gently kneaded the little fur with his hands, the tight flesh and softness Chu Bohong's heart was filled with a sense of happiness and fullness.

After Ji Qing gnawed the last mouthful of the dried fish, he felt the shit-shoveling officer's actions becoming more and more presumptuous.

"Meow~" he called out majestically.

How unreasonable to be bold!

Ji Qing jumped on Chu Bohong's body, wiped all the grease from his mouth onto Chu Bohong's face, and then used Maomao fist to smear Chu Bohong's face.

Chu Bohong touched his face without complaint, and washed Ji Qing and himself with water magic.

Ji Qingruan, who was full of food and drink, lay sprawled in Chu Bohong's arms, her blue eyes narrowed comfortably.

Chu Bohong squeezed Ji Qing's little paws, and carefully touched Ji Qing's white and soft belly.

Ji Qing raised his eyes and took a slow look at Chu Bohong, then yawned lazily.

Chu Bohong was greatly encouraged, and he gently gave Ji Qing a full-body massage, from claws to belly, head to buttocks, and he was turned away only when he visited the three little tails.

Ji Qing didn't like Chu Bohong touching his little tail very much, because when his little tail was licked, he really felt like he was on the clouds. This feeling was too strong, which made Ji Qing feel uncontrollable shame. As for being plucked elsewhere, it is as happy as a massage.

Chu Bohong caressed the little kitten, squinting its eyes happily and purring.