The White Cat’s Divine Scratching Post

Mo Tianqi recalled Taishi, and on the ground, he slammed the pottery shell twice and forced it back into the wristband.

“Well?” Qing Yan looked up and looked at Mo Tianyi. “What simple way?”

"Cough, this..." Mo Tianyi looked down at him. The cold scorpion showed some curiosity. The shape of the mouth was slightly open because of the relationship between the heads. You can see a little pink tongue. You can't help but slowly gather it. I suddenly felt a little itchy on the left ear and turned to look.

A furry tiger's head is also going to the side, staring at him with a pair of bronze bells, his eyes full of curiosity.

I almost forgot, the master is also there.

Seeing the big tigers who joined in the fun, Qing Zhen remembered something and pulled out the little fox from the bracelet. When I was afraid of seeing other disciples when I was flying, I put the fox into the storage bracelet and almost forgot.

The fox, shrunk into a ball, shook the hair, took two steps, and slammed it over the cushion. Because I spent a lot of time in the bracelet, my legs were numb. After a while, the legs were better, and they became young. They were instructed by Mo Tianqi to go outside to get the jade.

Ding Zijin’s outside the door is indeed the process of the conference.

The three conferences will not start until three days. Before that, they can enjoy the scenery and friends in the Yunyunzong. The beginning of the conference is the skill competition, the refining, the alchemy, the formation, etc. This will last for ten days. After that, it is a spell. Those who have participated in the skill competition can continue to compete with the fighting method. Each competition will have prizes. What is the specific, the process is not written, it is estimated that it will be announced when the conference is held.

It was getting late, and the mountain wind began to cool.

In addition to the master bedroom in the small courtyard, there are also rooms for the rest of the room and sheds for the spirits.

Qingyi stood up and yawned, instructing Mo Tianyi to give him a hot bath, the frost blade to splicing the spirit pet, and Yi Yiran into the master bedroom.

Tie Ling pet? The little fox blinked and looked at the masters around him. Is this?

Mo Tianyi clenched his fist with one hand and put a soft cough on his lips. He packed the cushions and quilts on the ground and went to the hot bath.

Because this yard is for the guests, the equipment is very good.

There is a bath tub made of white jade in the bath room, which is very large and can accommodate two people sitting inside. Mo Tianyi quickly hit the water, put his hand in it to stir it up, and the fire system suddenly burned the full bucket of water. When he thought about it, he went to the yard and picked the wisteria flower, washed it and threw it in.

Across the screen, watching the people inside undressed, Mo Tianyan swallowed the swallow, and saw people plunged into the tub, and then walked straight into the face: "I help you wash your hair."

Qing dynasty slightly eyebrows, this gangster, now there is no hair in this seat, so it is rude to come in like this! I looked at the tub, the petals were covered with water, and I couldn’t see the parts below my neck.

When Mo Tianyi looked at his cat's look, he knew what he was thinking. He licked his lips and laughed. He dragged a high stool and sat down on the tub: "It becomes white, and the black wash is not clean."

"A lot of nonsense." Qingyi raised his hand and wanted to call him to slap, but he was caught accurately by Mo Tianzhen, and slowly wiped with a soft cloth towel. The white arm is placed on the side of the white jade barrel, and it is impossible to distinguish which one is whiter.

"After you become a human, I haven't given you a shower yet." Mo Tianyi touched the big arm along the smooth arm.

Qing Yan took his arm away and put it back in the water. He didn't talk, but the long hair of the ink gradually became white. This transformation is controlled by the soul, let it become the original color, the soul can also be easier.

Pick up the wooden spoon of the drowning water, gently pour it on the snowy hair top, wet the hair, apply the fragrance, and slowly lick. Mo Tianyi used to bathe the kittens. It was also washed like this. Carefully guarding the ears and eyes, the cat uncle will not lose his temper, and gently grasping with his fingertips will make him very comfortable.

The white fur is easy to get dirty, and the kitten loves to be clean. When Mo Tian is not refining the device, he bathes it almost every day. This cat uncle is fierce on weekdays. The bathing has always been very embarrassing, and it may be a good reason for Mo Tianyi’s technique.

Slender and powerful fingers, shuttle between the soft hair, gently scratching the scalp, clear and comfortable squinting, lying in the tub, resting his head on the edge of the tub. The side of the tub is very thick. At the head of the person sitting, there is a curved groove to facilitate the head.

"Little claws." Mo Tianyi looked down at him and screamed softly.

"Well?" Qing Yu vaguely responded, and did not care about the name of the gangster.

"In the past three hundred years, who will give you a shower." Mo Tianqi took a wooden spoon to rinse his hair, and carefully guarded his ears to prevent water in the hand. There were so many maids in Qingning Palace. Are these women given these years? The man took a shower and thought that when someone touched the delicate flesh, he wanted to take the maids to fill the stove.

"When you wash yourself, who can you wash?" Qing Qing raised his hand and went to pull the chin of Mo Tianzhen.

Mo Tianyi kissed the fingertips with water and wiped his hair with a cloth towel: "Is it... I will also help you wash it?"

"Oh..." The Qing dynasty sighed for a moment and shouted in his head.

In the end, Mo Tianyi did not win the welfare of taking a bath with no hair. He was driven out of the bath room by the teacher and waited outside.

"Hey, how can I have your host like this?" The wristband on the hand flashed, and the voice of Taishi came from the sea.

"Shut up." Mo Tianyi turned to clean up the bed, and his cat liked to sleep softly. This white jade bed was a bit hard despite being covered. Liu Yunzong is really a trick, don’t you know how to lay a cushion?

This is really a sinister family. Usually, high-ranking monks do not need to sleep. There is a futon to meditate, while meditation and rest. Who would have thought that the **** of the gods of Wo Yunzong still needs a soft bed to sleep?

"He was originally your cat. When a magic pet is so big, you can lower your mouth and help him repair the soul." Tai began to talk and flew out, turned into a big mouth, Zhang mouth said, "I said Master, are you not okay?"

When I came out, I saw that Mo Tianyi was burning things, and I did not care to wipe my hair while walking.

The floor was covered with a blanket, and the Qing dynasty stepped on it barefoot. The body wore a loose snow coat, because there were drops of water on the body, some places were wet, and the clothes were on the body, revealing a little inside. The color.

Mo Tianyi threw his hand into the beginning, and walked over to put people on the bed: "The ground is cool, why don't you wear shoes." Sitting on the edge of the bed, put the white feet on the legs, carefully wipe them with a cloth towel, and then take them over. Clear the cloth in his hand and wipe his hair.

To be rubbed to the semi-dry, Mo Tianyi put his hand in the snowy hair and slowly went down. The fire system is in the palm of your hand, drying the long hair bit by bit.

Qingyi yawned, and glanced at the thighs of Mo Tianyi, raised his hand and patted it, padded a cloth towel, and then he lay down and let him give him hair.

Mo Tian stunned for a moment, couldn't help but sneer at the lips. Since the last minor misunderstanding, the two men's getting along gradually returned to being as close as they were when they were young, and the masters will start to lie and be lazy. He has to wear hair on his legs. Raise your hand and take it too, turn it into a comb, and slowly comb the smooth long hair.

"Oh..." Clear eyes, a satisfying voice in the throat, and fell asleep in a short time.

Mo Tianyi stuffed the person into the bed, and he went to take a bath. He just put on his clothes, suddenly frowned, and someone touched the ban.

When I walked quickly to the courtyard, I saw the teenager with a frost blade at the wall. When I saw Mo Tianqi, I immediately jumped down and lowered my head with some guilty conscience: "Two brothers..."

"Want to go out?" Mo Tianyi raised his hand to dry his hair. The prohibition in this yard is two-way. Others can't get in, and people in the house can't get out.

"I want to go around and find my sister." The frost blade licked his lips, and he had a vague feeling, and his sister was in this door.

"No," Mo Tianyi thought and did not want to refuse. "There are prohibitions and formations everywhere, and night is too dangerous."

"As long as my sister is within five miles of me, I can smell her smell." The frost blade looked at the prohibition on the wall.

Mo Tianqi slightly frowned, and repeated again: "That's easy to do, I have a way tomorrow."

"Really?" Frost blade looked at him with a pair of fox eyes.

"You have been waiting for such a long time, not bad for this night, don't give trouble to the master." Mo Tianyi raised his hand, licked the boy's head, and saw him nodding his head, and then turned back to the house.

Going back to the bed, I found that the person on the bed opened his eyes again. I wanted to come. The sacred monk was very clear, and the little movement in the yard naturally escaped his ears.

Mo Tianqi climbed into the bed and took people into his arms: "Sleep."

The middle-aged man twisted, escaping from his arms, pushing him outward and turning over to sleep. At the beginning of the sleep, the cat uncle often does not like to be held. Perhaps these days, I used to sleep together on the flying boat, and did not dare to go.

Mo Tianyi did not bother him. He walked around the fingertips and played with a bunch of snow. When the people around him fell asleep, he reached out and took the man into his arms.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to touch the shackles. The method of double repair that Tai Shi said is that Mo Tianyi is naturally one hundred willing, just... Qing Yi refuses to sign a blood contract with him, that is, he does not want to be a servant. How can a proud guy be willing to be treated like that.

Many of the demons of the magical repairs will be taken to the bed by the master. Are those magic pets really willing? However, it is subject to the blood contract, and the resistance is not allowed. If he took possession of him for the excuse of healing, how is it different from those who use the blood to threaten the devil?

There has always been no moral demon, and when I met my own cat, I suddenly became noble. Mo Tianyi looked down and looked at the guy in his arms. The white face was buried in the arms of Mo Tianyan, and he slept warmly. The lilac pendant fell on his chest and suddenly disappeared.

Mo Tian Emei, the Nine Soul Crystal Pendant reacted, either it was unclear, or someone used a training spirit.

"Well..." It didn't matter, Qing Qi slightly opened his eyes and muttered, "Headache."

Mo Tianqi walked over and kissed the pale lips. The soul of the Nine Souls is greatly reduced, but the spirit of Qingling is too fragile, and any wind and grass will hurt him. The sweet smell filled the lips and teeth, and people couldn't stop it. Mo Tian couldn't help but hold the long, flexible body in his arms. The other hand in the bed couldn't help but slowly explore the soft coat.

He touched it, just about it, really!

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