Cultivation bosses are all cats

"This... can it be kept alive?" Ye Yan held the cat cage and stared at the white cat that Ye Jingxing carefully held in the palm of his hand.

The little Garfield in the cage looked around curiously, but he was very well-behaved, neither noisy nor noisy, and had a very good personality.

"Don't worry, I'll rejuvenate your cousin." Ye Jingxing glanced at the little black ball flying by his shoulder.

Ye Yan: "...All right."

"Mi." The little black group flapped its small wings and landed on Ye Jingxing's shoulder.

[Feed it some of your catnip later, it will help it] [Can it bite? 】

This little milk cat is not yet a month old, and he can't even tell the breed.

[Maybe... no]

Failed.

[It's okay, it's the same if you drink some mint water, right? 】

There is still a lot of goat milk in the storage bag, just add some sweet catnip leaves to warm up, and feed them to the little ones together.

【Can】

Finally, Ye Jingxing saw the fairy deer parked at the entrance of the flower and bird market.

Glancing at the little Garfield in the cage, Ye Jingxing took out a small object from the storage bag and stuffed it to Ye Yan.

Ye Yan took it and asked suspiciously: "This is?"

"Kitten clothes, little girls should like them."

The little fat man nodded, and put away the kitten's clothes, "Thank you, cousin!"

"You go back first, it's with me, let's not go back together." Ye Jingxing pointed to the fairy deer not far away.

Ye Yan nodded, understood what Ye Jingxing meant, he should be afraid that those in the Ye family would gossip, so he said straightforwardly, "Then I'll go first."

"Okay." Ye Jingxing watched the little fat man leave with a smile, turned around and got on the deer cart.

After getting into the car, Ye Jingxing took out a soft cushion from the storage bag, and put the cat, which had not fully opened its eyes, on it.

Little Heituan also took advantage of the opportunity to fly to the cushion, and the cat and cat squirmed slightly, arching in the direction of Little Heituan.

Then Ye Jingxing opened the curtain, and said to Xianlu who turned his head to look at him: "Go to Death Town, the southernmost town, you know it?"

Xianlu nodded his head at him, indicating that he knew, but he didn't leave directly with some doubts.

Its mission was to wait for Ye Jingxing to go down the mountain at the back of the Ye family, and then send him back to Ye Mansion safely, instead of sending him to Death Town.

Ye Jingxing naturally knew what it was thinking, and explained: "Just now I have asked my cousin to go back to Ye's mansion to inform, and now I have a very important task to go to Dead Town to deal with, there is no delay, please take me there , the fare can be directly recorded in Ye’s account.”

After hearing this, Xianlu nodded, and was so intimidated by Ye Jingxing that he no longer had any doubts. He gave him a low voice, signaling him to sit down, and then started to run.

Ye Jingxing put down the curtain and returned to the car.

The little white milk cat was hugging Xiao Heituan'er, as if it was a mother cat.

However, my own cub is still in the form of a little milk cat, and the two little milk cats stick together, and the scene was once cute and explosive.

"Mi woo." Little Hei Tuan'er called Ye Jingxing for help.

It tolerates and takes care of cubs with the same bloodline—out of beast instinct, but it has never raised cubs and has no experience, so all it can do is lick its fur.

Now this little thing seems to be hungry, and is hugging it, as if... wants to suckle.

Thinking of this, Little Heituan'er raised one paw and pushed the white cat that was about to fall into its arms.

It doesn't want that kind of thing to happen to it...

Seeing this, Ye Jingxing rolled his eyes, sat next to the two kittens, and took out goat milk and Ye Xuanxuan's exclusive bowl from the storage bag.

As if thinking of something, Ye Jingxing raised his eyebrows, his eyes fell on Xiao Hei Tuan'er, and he said deliberately: "Use your exclusive small bowl to feed the kitten, is there any problem?"

I still remember that Xiao Heituan'er took special care of this small bowl in the past, and cried after the last small bowl was broken, which made him feel distressed for a long time.

Thinking about it now...Shen Qiyao shouldn't shed tears because of a small bowl, right?

The kitten obviously also remembered all kinds of memories about this little bowl, and explained in the sea of ​​consciousness how weak and vulnerable the body was before the seal was lifted, and the tears were not out of its original intention...

Ye Jingxing raised his mouth and patted the cat's head, "I understand."

Little Hei Tuan'er: "..."

The cat face is all lost.

Ye Jingxing first took out a few sweet mint leaves and put them into a bowl, then poured half a bowl of goat's milk into it, then turned to Xiao Hei Tuan'er and said, "Can you do fire spells? Warm it up."

Now it's getting cold day by day, so it's necessary to drink something hot, not to mention that the mint flavor will be better dispersed in the goat's milk after heating.

"Mi." Of course it will.

I saw a small ball of flames bursting out of the kitten's claws out of thin air, warm orange, but it didn't burn the fur on the cat's claws.

Ye Jingxing quickly covered the small bowl, only to feel that the place close to it was warm, and after a while, the goat's milk was dyed a light green.

When it was hot enough to take a sip, Ye Jingxing put the bowl on the seat, took out an unused writing brush bought in the Demon World from the storage bag, cleaned it, carefully dipped it in mint goat milk, and fed it to the little one. White cat bug.

Mao Maochong seemed to have been hungry for a long time, and was particularly anxious to eat. A small tail with long knuckles was wagging rapidly, and a "mimi" sound came out of its throat.

Ye Jingxing didn't dare to feed too much at one time, for fear that the kitten would choke, so he could only feed it in small amounts and many times.

Seeing this, Xiao Hei Tuan'er walked around, came to Xiao Wan, and licked it with her pink tongue.

Who would have thought that Ye Jingxing took the bowl away just after he licked it, "How old are you, and you're still grabbing milk from the brat."

Little Hei Tuan'er: "..."

If it was in the past, it would have to have a good temper with Ye Jingxing, but now it is different, now it is no longer the little milk cat that Ye Jingxing dotes on, Ye Jingxing already knows its other identity, so I can't pretend. After going down, there is no way to act like a baby to Ye Jingxing like before.

Xiao Tuan'er suddenly felt sad for no reason, turned around and pointed his ass at Ye Jingxing, a cat closed itself.

It seems... Playing like a kitten is addicted to Ye Jingxing, and he can't change it.

Ye Jingxing glanced at the black cat Qiuqiu, raised the corner of his mouth silently, and didn't say anything, but continued to feed the little kitten with the brush.

Although he knew another identity of Little Heituan'er, he still found it outrageously cute when he saw the kitten throwing a tantrum.

Especially after substituting the cat as Shen Qiyao...it's even cuter.

While feeding the little kitten, Ye Jingxing paid attention to the movement of the black cat Qiuqiu.

I saw the cat Qiuqiu flicked its tail irritably, and the fur on the tail lightly brushed against the cushion, making a rustling sound.Then the small ears were slightly pushed back, and the whole cat looked more like a round black ball.Finally, the kitten flapped its wings and flew out of the sedan chair.

Ye Jingxing: "..."

Ye Jingxing stopped feeding the little kitten, quietly opened the curtain, and found that the little black ball had landed on Xianlu's back. When Ye Jingxing opened the curtain, his little ears trembled slightly, but he didn't reply. Come over.

Ye Jingxing couldn't hold back a chuckle, put down the curtain, and continued to feed the little kitten.

The little kitten was covered in snow, but it was somewhat similar to the little white cat he turned into last time. The difference was that he turned into a long-haired white cat, and this one should be a short-haired one.

I don't know what species it is...

Ye Jingxing poked the little kitten's ears while breastfeeding.

The ears were really too small, drooping on his little head, he didn't dare to use force, for fear of being poked and dented.

"Mi." The little cat's cry was very sweet, very similar to Ye Xuanxuan's.

Ye Jingxing supported his chin with one hand, and nursed with the other, looking at the little kitten with a smile.

It's really like he and Shen Qiyao's child...

At this moment, a hand suddenly lifted the curtain of the deer cart.

Ye Jingxing subconsciously looked over there, and met a pair of familiar golden animal eyes as expected.

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The author has something to say:

Don't worry, although you can't eat goat milk, but you can eat it... (.

Thanks to the Archangel who loves to eat green vitriol ~ 030