Pretty cats also want to save the world

Bernard was stunned by Ji Wu's words on the spot. He wanted to explain that he could get up every morning to solve the problem, but when he turned his head, he thought of something and didn't say that.

Instead, he raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and pinched his cum-black, soft and fair face with two fingers. There was unbearable anxiety and helplessness in his eyes, and a faint smile on the deeper level: "Then what should I do?" What? I feel a little more convenient now."

Ji Wu subconsciously hid in the distance, and saved his face from the claws, but there were still faint red marks on it.

His human form has a physique that is easy to leave marks, but it just looks scary, and he doesn't feel much pain.

Bernard was very satisfied to see the bright and charming cat eyes suddenly enlarged, the black eyes rolled around, and the elf stared at him in surprise.

But then the ignorant gaze gradually moved down, making Bernard feel an inexplicable scorching heat somewhere.

He heard Wuwu stumbling and saying: "Then you... can you bear with it for a while and wait for the big fish to come back before carrying you out."

"Big fish?"

Hearing this obvious nickname, Bernard frowned tightly.

"Big fish, big fish is Zigshaw Ailin, don't you think he has a very fishy smell?"

After Jiwu explained, Bernard's face darkened a bit. He had long suspected that Jiwu and that man had known each other earlier, and maybe they came from the same place.

What's more, what's so good about the fishy smell?

Wuwu is good at everything, but this is a bit bad for the taste of smell.

When he healed his injury, he went to the river to catch a lot of fresh big fish and cooked it for Wuwu. He ate it every day until he was injured, so that Wuwu would feel like vomiting when he smelled the smell of fish.

The man with the strange name was even more indescribable.

They look like eyes drawn with compasses, staring very rigidly, usually without blinking, just like stewed fish on the dining table.

In other words, he ate so many poisonous mushrooms, why is he still alive?

Bernard thought with some doubts.

"I'm back from hunting!"

At this time, Yu Fei's screams came from outside the fence.

He aggressively dragged a large bag of things into the house, like a lion that had just returned from hunting, holding both sides of the bag in his hands, and poured all the contents on the ground with all his might.

Yu Fei waved his hand, and proudly said to Ji Wu and Bernard who were lying on the bed: "You can choose whatever you want to eat."

Jiwu jumped off the bed excitedly, ran to the door, and squatted on the ground to pick and choose among a lot of things.

"There are little fish~" He picked up a bag of snacks, carefully read the instructions on the package, and said more happily, "It's still sweet and sour!"

"This bottle is lemonade, this is small yogurt, and there are cheese-flavored biscuits..."

Finally, Ji Wu picked up a large white bag from the side, and asked Yu Fei strangely: "Why did you bring back a bag of rice?"

Yu Fei blushed, and rubbed his feet on the ground a little embarrassedly: "It's been a long time since I ate rice, so I brought the special products sent by my colleagues in Northeast China, and I will use them to cook porridge later."

Ji Wu suddenly came back to his senses: "Isn't it true that the things in the system cannot be obtained from the dungeon world? And they can only be used by the employees of the maintenance bureau. So what should Bernard eat?"

"It's okay." Yu Fei didn't care. He cheerfully opened a pack of mustard-flavored potato chips, and explained while eating: "I just received a notification from the main system, saying that the protagonist group in the dungeon world has long awakened. Start preparing for the recovery of soul fragments."

"And in order to make up for the large number of bugs in the dungeon world, they broke the rules and opened up permissions for us, allowing us to bring things from the system mall into the dungeon, and they can also act on npcs."

The crumbs of potato chips leaked out of his mouth and scattered on the ground, making Bernard frown.

"Oh yes." Yu Fei slapped his forehead, and took out a pill from nowhere.

He explained: "This is an antidote pill. If you let the protagonist take it, you should be able to return to normal."

When talking about Bernard, Yu Fei didn't shy away from calling him the protagonist, and didn't care about the other party's performance at all. After breaking the jar, he didn't feel as cautious as before.

Seeing Yu Fei being so blatant, Ji Wu nervously looked back at Bernard's reaction, and found that the other party was very calm from the beginning to the end, as if he was not surprised by everything in front of him.

???

What about his curiosity as a native of the replica world?

Ji Wu took the big pill that Yu Fei gave him, and asked strangely, "Why didn't you give it to him yourself?"

Yu Fei glanced at Bernard and signaled to Ji Wu: "Does he seem to accept it?"

The protagonist who was lying on the bed was still staring at him resentfully, he was afraid that he would be beaten in the past.

The Jiedu pill was a big black pill, almost the size of a ping-pong ball. Yu Fei almost choked to death while eating it.

Holding the big pill in both hands, Jiwu leaned over to sniff it with the tip of his nose, and the sweet, greasy and mellow smell immediately flooded into his nasal cavity.

The shell of the big pill is covered with a dense layer of jujube paste, and the sweet and sweet taste immediately attracts Ji Wu who has not eaten dessert for several days.

Taking advantage of Jiwu's inattention, the bright red tongue stretched out and licked the jujube shell, leaving an obvious wet spot on the dark reddish-brown pill.

How can you do this?

Ji Wu lightly touched the disobedient tongue with his teeth as a punishment, and secretly wiped the water marks with his fingertips to hide it.

He purposely dried it for a while, and after the water stains dried up, he slowly handed the pill to Bernard who was lying on the bed.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Bernard saw through everything with the help of his height: "..."

His palm is very big, and the big pill that occupies half of the palm of Ji Wu's palm looks much smaller in another hand, and can be easily pinched between a few fingers.

Bernard was not in a hurry to take the pills when he got them, he sat against the wall, perhaps because the toxins had not been cleaned up, his movements were still a little slow.

He slowly peeled off the jujube paste shell on the pill, exposing the dark and shiny bitter core inside.

"Give you."

Bernard spread out his palm towards Jiwu, and there were two thin pill skins inside, exuding the fragrance of herbs mixed with honey and red dates.

Seeing Jiwu's greedy look, he stared longingly at the layer of date paste on the pill, but only dared to lick the outer skin to satisfy his greed.

Bernard thought the cum would happily eat it.

Unexpectedly, the little deer demon's eyes lit up immediately, and when it came into Bernard's hand, it began to wheeze, like a kitten that has just been weaned.

In the main world, Ji Wu uses the prototype to eat and drink at the data maintenance bureau, and has long been used to the action of being fed by humans.

He climbed onto the big bed put together on hands and feet, and huddled around Bernard like a cat, accepting the feeding with peace of mind.

Xueyan's small face looked even smaller against the background of Bernard's palm, and it was pink and white, which almost dazzled his eyes.

He could even feel how delicate and smooth the skin was on the palm of his hand, just like the buds of buds that had just emerged, delicate and fragile, as if he would be scratched and rubbed red by the rough fingertips as long as he closed his five fingers a little.

At this moment, Bernard seemed to have the illusion that not only was the elf eating some pieces of jujube paste in his palm, but that he was controlling and holding this beautiful and delicate flower.

The tactile feeling of the palm passing by is very strange, smooth, wet, hot, and it will be split up and repeated five times and three times.

Bernard lowered his eyes and could see that the little greedy cat buried in his palm was devoting himself to eating the pieces of jujube paste, its thick and curly eyelashes fluttering from time to time, like a butterfly fluttering its wings.

His eyelashes quivered, and his heart trembled accordingly.

There was not much date paste on one of the pills, and Ji Wu ate it up after a few mouthfuls, and he licked the remaining residue on Bernard's hand with unsatisfied desire.

Yu Fei closed her eyes as early as when he buried his face in Bernard's hands.

As long as he didn't see it, it didn't happen.

From a salted fish that silently hypnotizes itself.

If it weren't for his strong mental quality, he would have resigned a long time ago.

The life of social animals and salted fish is to lie flat, to be Buddhist, to fish in troubled waters, to turn a blind eye.

When Bernard fully recovered his strength, Ji Wu took out the instrument for testing the soul fluctuation, placed it on the edge of his temple to extract a few fluctuations, and then let 7021 upload it to the main system.

Soon they got a response from the main system, confirming that Bernard and the soul fragments collected by Ji Wu in the copy of [Sea's Daughter] were indeed from the same origin.

Jiwu put his hands on Bernard's shoulders. His eyes are rare in the Europa continent, pure jet black. It is said that only in the far eastern continent can there be such beautiful eyes.

Those eyes full of oriental beauty and charm were staring at the man brightly at this moment.

"Since you are awakened, are you going to be collected by me in the handicraft cabinet?"

"Manual cabinet?"

Bernard knew that cabinets, like closets, wardrobes, were used to hold things, but he had never heard the word "figure".

According to Lenovo, he can probably feel that the figure cabinet, as the name suggests, is a cabinet for holding figures.

Bernard knew that he was the protagonist of a certain book, probably like a booklet that was transcribed and bound from their folk tales or folklore.

Could it be that he will also become some kind of figure and be collected by Wuwu?

Ji Wu nodded: "That's right, I want you to become small figures, let me put you in a cabinet and store them away."

"You?" Bernard keenly noticed one of the blind spots.

His dark blue eyes narrowed dangerously, his thin lips were tightly drawn, and an unknown storm was brewing in it.

But Mao Mao, who was in the center of the storm, didn't notice it at all. He was still happily scratching his fingers, counting how many figures he had before, and commenting one by one which was the most beautiful and delicate.

"After I take you in, I'll find another protagonist and put you together."

Bernard, who was a little happy because he was going to be collected by the cum, suddenly patted the bedside heavily.

"No! I don't agree! I don't want to become a figurine of Nao Shizi, staying with a group of wild men!"