Little milk cats don't give casual rua tails

Woo, my head hurts.

With a "buzz", as if suddenly hit by a heavy hammer, the little milk cat gave a weak "meow".

He hooked his mangosteen claws, but he no longer had the strength to ask for help.

After an unknown amount of time, Yan Dong suddenly felt a burning sensation in his chest, and a surge of strength filled him, making him feel a little buoyant.

"Little Momo!"

Accompanied by the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, the old housekeeper walked over quickly: "What's wrong with you, little Mao Mao?"

With a light body, he fell into a familiar and warm embrace.

Yan Dong finally felt relieved, his little head tilted, and he fell asleep completely.

……

"Kings."

Amidst the confusion, a voice sounded in his mind.

Yan Dong looked back curiously, only to find that there was only a dark shadow behind him.

"Meow?"

The little cat tilted its head and meowed in disbelief.

are you calling me?

"You are finally back."

The group of black shadows turned into a vague human shape, he took a step forward, squatted down as if wanting to touch him, but withdrew his hand just before touching his cheek.

"Go," the voice was hoarse and rough, implying trembling, "they need you."

A slightly cool finger tapped the little cat's eyebrows.

He lost consciousness again.

……

"Meow!"

Opening his eyes suddenly, Yan Dong's kitty face was full of panic.

For a moment of trance, the blank memory seemed to be pried open by something, and the body also seemed to be slid by a warm current, filled with a magical power.

Kings?

He seems to have been... the devil?

It sounds great!

But following this title and thinking about it further, he found that he still didn't know anything.

However, the kitten is quite open-minded. Now that he has regained a little memory, the next step must not be far away.

"Meow..."

Hearing the little guy's thin cry, Jiang Si squeezed his eyebrows: "Are you awake?"

The little cat nodded weakly.

I want a comforting hug.

Jiang Si turned to look at the person next to him: "Xuan Hao."

Hey, is there anyone else in the room?

The kitten shook its ears, looked aside curiously, and even shook the tip of its tail, and was held down by his paw.

A clear male voice sounded: "Don't you still believe in my medical skills? I've said it's fine."

The little cat met a doctor in a white coat.

That person was just ordinary and handsome, but his whole body was covered with a gentle halo, which made people feel better just by looking at him.

Yan Dong gave a sweet "meow".

The doctor scanned the little guy with a special instrument, and the data appeared on the nearby screen after a while.

"There's really nothing wrong with it," he drew a circle on the screen with his finger, "and look at the comparison here, his body is adjusting itself, and the current state is much better than before."

As he said that, he looked at Yan Dong with a playful look: "Maybe he was too deep in sleep, so I didn't hear you calling him."

???

Yan Dong's ears had been perched, and when he heard this, he bared his teeth and tried to retort with a fierce look: "Meow——meow meow!"

The kitten can't hear such words.

It's not that the little cat is sleeping and doesn't know anything, the little cat has become the devil king!

It's fierce!The kind of one child at a time!

"I don't understand what you're meowing about," the man tapped Yan Dong's little nose with his slightly cool fingertips, his tone soft and gentle, "Oh, don't tell me, this little guy is really cute, if you can Mass production will be fine, I will take one home and raise one."

What he said was like repeating on the thunder point of the proud kitty.

Hearing that he still wanted to mass produce himself, Yan Dong flicked the tip of his tail in aggrieved moment, twisted his little butt, showing them a rejection from his back.

Kittens are unique and cannot be mass-produced.

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"Ah."

Jiang Si's eyes fell on the back of Yan Dong's cos white rice ball, raised his eyebrows slightly, and rubbed his hands unconsciously.

After a slight pause for a second, he turned his head and said to the person, "How about the person I asked you to deal with last time?"

Speaking of this Xuanhao is not sleepy.

He moved his rubber-gloved fingers, narrowed his eyes and smiled: "How could he have endured my severe punishment, and he told all about his deal with the elders' house in a short while."

"However," he helped his gold-rimmed eyes, and a gleam flashed in his eyes, "I have all his human tissues..."

The little kitten who was sulking on one side had actually been secretly pricking up its ears.

Hearing the words "human tissue", he trembled a little, and his tail, which was still arrogant and domineering just now, quietly hid under his body, only showing a little furry tip.

God, God, it was scary.

I lost my temper with him just now, so I won't be cut into pieces.

Jiang Si coughed, and the man stopped in time, but the smile was still in his eyes.

Fangcai Yandong still thought that this person seemed to have a good temper, but now seeing him smiling, he felt that it was like a premonition of death.

Woo, scary.

"Okay," Jiang Si didn't bother to listen to him, "Since he's fine, then you can go back first, and the matter of Mount Kaldor will continue to be followed up."

Just as he was talking, he suddenly felt his wrist being rubbed.

As soon as he lowered his head, he met a pair of blue eyes full of water vapor. The kitten pursed its soft ears and left two conspicuous furs on the cuffs when it was attached to him. The eyes were full of innocence and fear.

As if seeking shelter, the little hairball stretched out its claws to hug him, and swept the big soft tail behind it, and said softly, "Meow..."

Having been with this little guy for a long time, Jiang Si realized almost instantly that he was afraid.

He reached out and rubbed the little guy's head to comfort him.

Feeling the familiar body temperature, Yan Dong instantly felt relieved.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The man was used to showing off, and he didn't know what bad impression he had left on the little cat.

He packed his suitcase and stood up: "Let's go."

When the door was finally closed, Yan Dong finally recovered from his panic.

He discovered that although these people were scary, they all listened to Jiang Si's words.

So as long as he hugs the big boss's thigh, his little kitty will be well-fed!

After thinking about this clearly, the little cat instantly forgot his honorable status as the devil king.

That's great, I'm going to act cute to deepen the impression that I'm weak, pitiful and helpless in his heart.

The little cat lowered its body slightly, flicked its big tail, and visually measured the distance between itself and Jiang Si.

While thinking about something, Jiang Si suddenly felt a sinking in his arms.

The kitten jumped into his arms and curled up into a ball obediently. Seeing that Jiang Si didn't show any displeasure, he stuck out his little pink tongue and licked the other's wrist in a fawning manner.

He could faintly smell the reassuring pine and cypress smell, like a beautiful kitten with a mask, which made Yan Dong's heart itch.

He sniffed his nose contentedly.

Well, I like it very much.

In the ranks of cats, it has always been for the venerable to lick the fur of the lowly.

Although now in human form, his instincts are still there, Jiang Si frowned and looked at Yan Dong.

The little hairball blinked his left eye.

wink~

The slight dissatisfaction with being taken advantage of disappeared instantly.

Jiang Si's voice was still cold, but there was a bit of imperceptible softness: "Don't be afraid, Xuan Hao only treats enemies like this."

"Meow!"

Receiving the protection of the meal ticket, the little cat nodded quickly, leaving Jiang Si with cat hair between sticking to each other.

……

Since he moved in, Uncle Liu has become more and more fond of tossing around.

Many large and small boxes appeared in the bedroom.

Jiang Si passing by paused slightly, and asked, "What is this?"

"Oh, since I found out that this little guy is a cat, I have looked up a lot of information about him," Liu Butler smiled contentedly, the creases in the corners of his eyes revealing kindness, "I heard that people on the ancient earth like to put this At home, I ordered one, which is said to be called a cat climbing frame?"

"Ah."

Jiang Si had no objection, nodded and left.

The bedroom is huge, so it doesn't matter how you mess around.

When the cat climbing frame was disassembled, many huge cardboard boxes were scattered in the living room.

Faintly hearing the word "cat", Yan Dong quietly came out of the room.

Is it a toy you bought for yourself?

Great!

The kitten flicked its tail excitedly, its ears were flattened, and it huddled behind the sofa to observe secretly, its eyes closely following the movements of the home robot.

When a flat sweeping robot passed by his side, he quietly stretched out his paw, and pressed it down with a "snap".

Seeing the robot sweeping panicked and running away with the red light on, Yan Dong leisurely flicked his tail and let go, his ears shaking contentedly.

Um?Are those boxes... all empty?

Glancing into the living room again, the little cat suddenly widened its eyes, and there was a flash of eagerness in its eyes. .

What an incredible bloodline instantly awakened!

The box was small and narrow, as if it could just fit him.

Think, want to drill.

No.

How could the devil do such a thing, it's just too shameful!

Xiao Maotuan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, forcibly suppressing his impulse, and the mangosteen claws that had been poked out just now retracted secretly.

But seeing Butler Liu was about to pack up those boxes, the little guy became restless again.

His paws shrunk on the soft carpet, his body bent down, and a "purr purr" sound came out of his throat, which was a sign that the kitten was ready to hunt.

Drill it secretly, no one should find out.

The butler was inputting instructions for the robot when a white shadow suddenly flashed in front of him.

He blinked vigorously, and when he was wondering if his eyes were dazzled, he suddenly heard a "plop".

The box next to it fell over.

A fluffy little head with squinted eyes and satisfaction written all over its face protruded from it.

"Meow-"