cross the madman's wish

This behavior caused a flash in the eyes of the alpaca man? A trace of gloom, he felt very wild about the behavior of the kangaroo woman, but he couldn't show it directly, so he had to secretly make up his mind. How are you?

"Let's go up first." Tang Yancheng was completely unimpressed by these people with two faces, carrying Zhou Qitian on his back and slipped out of the crowd.

Fortunately, the two of them memorized the way, and found the small wooden door they came in after a while. When they returned to the room, they just met the housekeeper who came up to ask them to have lunch.

"Do you want to sleep for a while or go to eat first?" Tang Yancheng asked softly? Looking at the person behind.

"Eat first, and sleep after eating." Zhou Qitian yawned.

But the housekeeper seemed to turn a blind eye to their behavior of going out at first glance, and even asked? Zhou Qitian if he needed a doctor, and whether he needed a cage to keep the black cat.

Zhou Qitian refused, but Tang Yancheng still asked? The housekeeper asked for some clean gauze and hydrogen peroxide.

In the room, Tang Yancheng skillfully put new gauze on Zhou Qitian, and then supported him with one hand, and carried the black cat with the other, and went downstairs.

Downstairs, everyone was present, including Viscount Josie, who rarely showed up. Seeing them coming down, he told the housekeeper, "Let's have a feast."

The butler nodded, and distributed the food to everyone's plates in turn.

Zhou Qitian sat down in his seat and looked at the man with a smile on his face: "Viscount Josie, why didn't you see your adopted daughter?"

Viscount Josie ate in an orderly manner? The food on the plate replied without raising his eyes: "The child is playful, so where should he go to play again?"

"I see." Zhou Qitian nodded, and then lifted the cat to the table: "Then, Lord Viscount, is this cat yours?"

This time, Viscount Josie finally raised his head, but his gaze towards everyone was still dull. After a long while, he replied: "No, our family never raises cats."

The black cat, which was full of hostility at first, became obedient and docile at this time, and looking at Viscount Josie, it didn't seem like he was lying, could it be that he really didn't know him?

Zhou Qitian didn't believe it, and poked the black cat's head with his finger: "He said he didn't know you, aren't you his adopted daughter?"

The black cat bared its teeth at him: "If you talk nonsense again, I will bite you to death!"

Zhou Qitian smiled and really stopped talking.

But he didn't say it, and the other people around him didn't intend to keep their mouths quiet. The alpaca man sitting opposite him put down the tableware and raised his legs: "I said, little brother rabbit, don't be fooled, this cat is being killed." If you catch it, tell everyone what the clue is."

The cat aunt next to him also followed? Heckling: "That's right. If you have evidence, you should share it with everyone. Hiding it? Tucking it in? It's nothing."

"Shut up!" A steady but restrained voice exploded among the crowd.

Everyone looked in surprise at the butler who had been standing aside for a long time. He was the one who made the voice just now.

"Hey, you old bastard, how can you talk here?" After being surprised, Aunt Cat slapped the table and stood up, pointing at the housekeeper's face and began to curse.

But this time, the housekeeper no longer bowed his head in obedience. He walked up to Aunt Cat without humility, and in front of everyone and Aunt Cat's contemptuous gaze, he grabbed the fork from the dinner plate and slapped it with lightning speed. Ear Zhishi firmly inserted it into Aunt Mao's hand that was slapped on the table...

Aunt Cat's eyes widened in horror, and the pain nerves were transmitted to her brain. When she was about to scream, a knife was pressed against her throat: "Can you shut up now?"

Everyone present changed their expressions. The butler looked around and had a panoramic view of everyone's expressions.

Aunt Mao's face was pale, and there were big drops of cold sweat streaming down her forehead. She was covering her bloody hand, but she dared not make a sound.

Seeing that she was really honest, the butler put down the knife and walked towards the master seat. Seeing the devil leave him, Aunt Cat relaxed her body, and the pain flooded in like a tide, and she immediately fell on the table Bottom?, humming softly.

However, no one cared about her at this time, they all focused their eyes on the butler, shocked by his sudden attack, not knowing what he was going to do.

The next moment, the butler was already standing beside Viscount Josie...