Cultivation bosses are all cats

Little Heituan'er's ears stood upright, his paws resting on the table curled up slightly, and the little tail behind him also quickly shook, revealing the joy in his heart.

Ye Jingxing... Want to see him?

As if afraid of being misunderstood, Ye Jingxing quickly added another sentence: "I want to ask him to help me look at the kitten's body."

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and touched his son's head, and squeezed the two small erect ears back.

The cicada said "ah", looked at Xiao Heituan'er, and asked, "What's wrong with the kitten?"

Ye Jingxing: "It's nothing, I just want to see if there is a way to make it practice."

The cicada pursed her lips, feeling a bit hesitant to speak.

He can't help you here, brother, you can deal with it yourself.

The little black group also withered.

He didn't expect Ye Jingxing to find Shen Qiyao because of Ye Xuanxuan, and he didn't know whether to be happy or disappointed.

"I'll let him know," Lian Chan changed the subject, knowingly asked, "What's the matter with you guys coming this time?"

Ye Jingxing simply explained to him about selling flowers.

But tonight it is raining harder and harder. I think it is impossible to send flowers. I don't know if the rain will stop tomorrow.

After hearing this, the cicada's eyes fell on Abi, suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he asked, "Can you help me plant some flowers in the yard? When the flowers grow, I will arrange for someone to pick some and give them to the people in the town." of."

He had never had the idea of ​​planting flowers in the yard before, he was reluctant to pull out the catnip planted by Ye Jingxing, he still wanted to keep it and eat it slowly...

But Ye Jingxing has now opened a shop selling catnip, he can buy it directly through the cultivation forum, last time Shen Qiyao gave him a lot of treasures, all of which he could use with his cultivation, he didn't say anything, just It was just a small gift from the elders to the younger generation, but no matter what, he had to take more care of Ye Jingxing.

It is better to plant some flowers and plants in the yard.

You can also leave some catnip.

Abi nodded, took a sip of the poured fruit wine, "No problem."

The fruit wine tastes very sweet, not strong.

Xiaosan also picked up a piece of meat and chewed slowly, looking at the cicada with some hesitation in his eyes, "Can I ask you a... more private question?"

Lian Chan looked at him and nodded: "You ask."

He would like to hear what "more private" questions this stupid Sanhua could ask him.

Little San: "Why don't you have hair?"

Cicada: "..."

This is a sad story.

Ye Jingxing also pricked up his ears and began to eavesdrop. By the way, he picked up some vegetables in the small bowl next to him, and brought them to the little Hei Tuan'er in his arms to eat.

Lianchan was silent for a moment, then said: "The next door to our Hehuan Sect is the Shaolin Temple."

"Shaolin Temple..." Xiaosan tried hard to recall the introduction in the book, "Is it a place full of monks?"

As for the Hehuan Sect—he knew about it a long time ago.

Those elder sisters always humiliated him with Tianxiong, and said that he could be sent to Hehuanzong to practice. He specifically asked the second sister where the Hehuanzong was. The second sister didn't want to answer at first, but under his insistence I still told him, and told him not to pay attention to them, not to go to Hehuanzong.

Of course he would not go to the Hehuan Sect, he was just curious.

Just like he didn't know what "heavenly eunuch" meant at the beginning, he specifically asked the little beggar in the alley—a dog demon with a limped leg. Only after the little beggar's explanation did he know this. meaning of words.

Lian Chan nodded, "The relationship between Hehuan Sect and Shaolin Temple has not been very good, and they have not been able to deal with each other openly or secretly. After all, they are two sects with very different extremes, and they just met together."

"The disciples of the Hehuan Sect and the disciples of the Shaolin Temple often compete with each other. There is a stake in the competition. The disciples of the Hehuan Sect who lose will have their heads shaved, and the disciples of the Shaolin Temple who lose will go to kilns."

Little San: "So you lost?"

Chan nodded, "I had never fought with that bald donkey before, and I felt ashamed, so I came here."

...As a result, I also became a bald donkey, but it's cool to have no hair. You have to try it once before you can experience it.

They bet that time that he would not be able to grow hair until the next time he defeated the bald donkey, so until now he was bald, and to be honest, he was gradually getting used to it, and if he really had hair, he might feel awkward.

Moreover——he has often visited the kiln as a "Shaolin Temple disciple" in recent years.Son, it's cool.

Xiaosan thought it was quite fun, and encouraged him: "Be sure to beat him next time!"

The cicada nodded, picked up a chopstick dish, looked around the table, especially stayed on Ye Jingxing for a while, and said warmly: "I asked the cook to cook it specially, eat more."

Tonight's dishes are really rich, and almost all the already large tables are filled.

Last time Ye Jingxing and the others were not invited to have a meal together, but this time he put in a lot of effort and specially asked the cook to use all his housekeeping skills.

Ye Jingxing didn't talk much tonight, his mind was dazed, and he didn't have much appetite, he just kept feeding the little black ball in his arms and watching it eat, like a wilting flower.

Now the crabs are very plump, one dish was braised in brown sauce and one dish was steamed, Ye Jingxing didn't have much appetite, and he didn't have much energy to peel it for Xiao Heituan'er to eat. He thought about buying more crabs and eating them slowly.

"Mi woo." The kitten naturally sensed that something was wrong with Ye Jingxing, and hugged him in his arms, feeling a little anxious.

Ye Jingxing smoothed the kitten's fur comfortingly, coughed a few times, "Eat more."

"Miwu." Eat whatever you want, and hurry back to rest.

Hearing the kitten's cry and Ye Jingxing's cough, the cicada's gaze also fell there, and he said, "I have sent someone to buy medicine just now, and I will take it to you later."

Ye Jingxing nodded and smiled, "Thank you."

"If you're really uncomfortable, go back and rest." Abi also put down her chopsticks.

Ye Jingxing nodded, he was really not feeling well, and he didn't want to hold on, he got up and said, "You guys continue to eat, and talk about planting flowers by the way, I'll go back and rest first."

The cicada also stood up, "I'll ask Ah Jiang to take you back."

Ah Jiang is the name of the big guy in red clothes.

As soon as the words were finished, a cat with a red tail came in from the door, and gave Ye Jingxing a "meow", indicating that he could follow him.

Ye Jingxing nodded and followed.

He knew that the lady in red was a kitten, but this was the first time he had seen his cat form, which was quite beautiful.

The little Heituan was attached to him and didn't want to stay here to eat, so Ye Jingxing didn't keep it either, but asked it again on the way back: "Are you full?"

Just after asking, he coughed a few more times, and his voice became a little hoarse.

Little Heituan nodded quickly, "Miwu!"

Go back quickly, I feel so sorry for it.

The kitten with the red tail led them all the way back into the house, and after meowing, it turned and left.

After all, it had done "bad things" to Ye Jingxing before, although there was no real malice, just some bad taste, but it was still a little guilty.

Ye Jingxing didn't have much strength, he went straight to the bed and lay down.

Not long after, there was another knock on the door, Ye Jingxing pinched his brows, got up and opened the door.

—It was to deliver medicine to him.

Ye Jingxing quickly took out the medicine bowl from his hand, thanked him, turned around and approached the bed, and wiped out the medicine in the bowl in one go.

The temperature of the medicine was just right, but the taste was very bitter, so bitter that he subconsciously frowned and coughed several times.

The little black ball that had been sticking to him anxiously wagged its little tail and spun around his feet.

Ye Jingxing put the bowl on the table beside him, leaned over to pick up the little black ball, put it beside the soft pillow, and lay down before changing his clothes.

He hasn't been sick for a long time. The last time he was sick was this spring. It was also because he didn't wear enough clothes and accidentally caught the cold wind. He went back and fell seriously ill.

He has nothing to fear, except the cold. He can handle the heat, but he can't handle the cold at all.

But after taking the medicine and sleeping, it should be much better.

He is very dizzy now, his head is a little swollen, and his eyelids are shaking the moment his body touches the bed.

"Xuanxuan, good boy, sleep first, it will be fine." Ye Jingxing rubbed the fur of little black ball with the back of his hand, lest it might be worried.

"Miwu." The kitten curled up obediently around his neck, rubbed its little head against his cheek comfortingly, and arched it with its wet little nose.

Go to sleep.

Get well soon.

That night.

Little Heituan'er was woken up by Ye Jingxing's heavy breathing.

It didn't intend to sleep at first, and wanted to keep guarding Ye Jingxing, but the smell of catnip on Ye Jingxing's body was so good. Hearing the sound of shallow breathing, it fell asleep without paying attention.

Fortunately, it has always been a light sleeper, so it still woke up.

Ye Jingxing didn't wake up, but turned over in pain, his breathing became heavier, and he seemed to be sweating a little.

Little Heituan did not hesitate, and lightly bit the bell on his neck, a few drops of Ye Jingxing's blood were sealed inside.

The next second, the kitten disappeared, and Shen Qiyao sat on the side of the bed.

It was still raining outside, and the raindrops were rustling on the window. There was no moon or stars, and the house was pitch black.

After thinking about it, Shen Qiyao reached out and tapped the brows of the sleeping person beside him, smoothed the slightly frowning brows, and instilled some spiritual power into his body, making him sleep more deeply.

After finishing all this, Shen Qiyao got up and picked up the lamp at the side, lit it, and the room was suddenly lit up warmly.

Shen Qiyao put the lamp on the small cabinet beside the bed, and sat back by the bed again.

The soft bed was sunken by him, and the Sleeping Beauty who was within reach was slightly sideways, the hair near her cheeks was slightly soaked in cold sweat, and the clothes on her body were torn off by him at some point up.

Shen Qiyao reached out and pulled the strands of hair that were sticking to his cheeks behind his ears, and touched his slightly cold cheeks with his fingers reluctantly, wanting to warm him up with some distress, but curled up like a conditioned reflex fingertip.

Obviously, the form of a kitten on his body can act like a baby, but after becoming a human, he feels shy even if he touches it...

He has never taken care of this kind of patients. He has only seen those injured in fights and broken legs. He has been injured before, and he simply licks the wound and waits for it to recover.

But Ye Jingxing was different.

...so fragile.

Holding him in my arms was afraid of crushing him.

Shen Qiyao pressed the warm back of his hand to his cheek again, and rubbed it lightly, trying to pass the heat over.

It is also too distressing.

What should he do.

He really wanted to pack this person into his spiritual mansion, so that he would never be hurt by things from the outside world...

But he was just thinking about it, he still wanted to live a good life with Ye Jingxing.

While arranging the loose clothes of the sleeping person, Shen Qiyao was thinking about what to do next, and suddenly saw a faint pink.

By coincidence, Ye Jingxing's phrase "drink neinei" suddenly sounded in his mind during the day.

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pink color

Thanks to the Archangel who loves green vitriol =w=