The next morning, Madara was still the first to get up in the mansion as usual.

He went to the courtyard and practiced his marksmanship for half an hour, until the servant came and called him breakfast.

While eating breakfast in the hall, Madara saw Hainan Huaxingse hurriedly walking past the door.

What has Uncle Hai been doing lately?

Since I went out in a hurry with Alena yesterday at noon, it seems that I have been very busy......

Madara bit his chopsticks and was slightly curious.

After breakfast, thinking that Dong Wusheng's movement was not very convenient at this time, Madara came to Dong Wusheng's door with breakfast.

He knocked on the door, but no one answered, and he tried to twist the doorknob, but it didn't open.

Just as Madara hesitated to come back a little later, the door clicked open from the inside.

As soon as you look inside, you can see that Dong Wusheng is still lying on the bed, and a black cat is holding her mask and covering her face.

At the same time, there was the sound of a heavy object falling to his ears, and Madara turned his head to see a white cat hanging from the doorknob letting go of its claws and falling to the ground.

The little white cat was still the same as before, although it opened the door for Madara, but it didn't look at Madara, and walked away with its tail.

Only the orange cat rubbed over and circled around Madara's legs.

Sure enough, this is still the only one who is willing to get close to him......

Madara placed the plate on the low table beside him and rubbed the orange cat's head, not knowing whether to be happy or sad.

"Is there something wrong with you looking for me like that?"

Dong Wusheng's voice suddenly sounded, and Madara looked up to see her slowly sitting up with one hand on the mask on her face, and then began to slowly and methodically arrange the strap of the mask.

"I want to come and see if you need my help. ”

Madara picked up the breakfast tray and was about to walk to the bed, the five cats followed the aroma and squeezed to the bed, Madara quickly picked up the plate again and raised it to his shoulder, "This is not your ......!"

Five cats gathered around him, standing up and picking at his trouser legs.

Madara was in a bit of a dilemma with five heavy leg pendants, and Dong Wusheng sat up and leaned on the pillow, looking at this scene with a smile, and had no intention of helping at all.

When Madara struggled to move to the side of the bed and put the dinner plate in front of Dong Wusheng, the cats immediately abandoned him and threw themselves on the bed, where Madara hugged him.

"Don't rob!"

"Meow-woo-"

Five cats fluttered and struggled in his arms.

Today's little boy is no longer the little pitiful little who was accidentally scratched by the little white cat in Daohe Town, the cats are surrounded by his arms, and it seems that it is not so easy to break free.

"Sister——!

Madara originally wanted to ask Dong Wusheng to eat it now, but when he looked up, he found that Dong Wusheng's mask covered his entire face, and he couldn't eat it at all.

Dong Wusheng received Madara's gaze and seemed to realize this, she lowered her gaze and looked at the cat in Madara's arms, "Let them eat, I'm not really hungry." ”

“......”

Madara let go of his hand, "Well, since you say so......"

The cats happily crowded in front of Dong Wusheng, who raised his hand and rubbed the little white cat's head.

Completely different from the attitude towards Madara, the little white cat rubbed Dong Wusheng's palm very affectionately.

“......”

Madara felt a little jealous.

Just a little.

The air was quiet for a while, Madara stared at the shaking hairy heads for a while, and still couldn't help but speak: "Sister, if you're hungry, I can stay outside and not look at you......"

Dong Wusheng's teasing hand paused, "......"

She turned her head to look at Madara, "Did I make you feel weird with my mask in the morning......?" There's been a lot of going on lately, and you need to wear it. ”

Dong Wusheng's tone was still as calm and light as usual, if it wasn't for his good eyes when he opened the door, and he saw it, I'm afraid he would really believe it at this time.

Madara then pursed the corners of his mouth, his expression looked a little unhappy, "Sister, why are you lying to me?"

“......”

Dong Wusheng didn't speak.

Madara stared down at the pattern on the sheets, "If you have a wound on your face and you don't want me to see it, then I won't look at it, but I really don't mind." ”

Dong Wusheng let out a soft breath, "You have already seen it?"

"Hmmm......"

Madara replied sullenly.

Dong Wusheng nodded, neither taking off his mask nor saying anything else.

Madara didn't continue the topic either, "Sister, are you going out in the sun?"

Dong Wusheng blinked, "...... Good. ”

Dong Wusheng took out the wooden wheelchair from the Qiankun bag, she slowly moved to the side of the bed, and put Madara on the shoulder, originally just trying to use her strength to sit in the wheelchair, but Madara took advantage of the situation to lift her up and put her on the wheelchair.

The five cats also squeezed onto Dong Wusheng's legs.

After Dong Wusheng sat down, he raised his eyebrows, as if he had reacquainted himself, and looked at Madara, only to find that this guy seemed to have grown up.

"What's wrong?"

Madara didn't understand what she was looking at, and looked down to check her outfit.

"It's nothing," Dong Wusheng looked away casually, "I just found out that you've been wearing men's clothes lately." ”

“......”

Madara hesitated for a moment, pushed the wheelchair out, and said in a tentative tone, "Sister...... Maybe you already know that, but ...... Well...... I think I should still say that I was a boy......"

Dong Wusheng: "......!"

Dong Wusheng turned his head and glanced at Ban in astonishment.

It was the first time Madara had seen Dong Wusheng's wide-eyed appearance, and while he felt new and interesting, he couldn't help but question his appearance.

Is there really such a girl......?

Madara himself actually thought about it so casually, and the thought flashed in his mind, he didn't have such a clear understanding of the difference between men and women at this time, so he didn't have a particularly big feeling.

On the contrary, Dong Wusheng, after going through a process of cognitive refreshment, she began to feel guilty about the mistake she made.

For the shock he showed carelessly, Dong Wusheng regretted it a little.

In fact, after knowing it, if you take a closer look, you can see many clues, but she has preconceived ideas, and she has not paid so much attention to the appearance of this child......

Dong Wusheng didn't know if Madara would care about this, so he couldn't help but observe Madara's reaction.

Luckily, Madara's expression seemed to be only momentarily entangled for a moment, and it seemed that he didn't care about it soon.

“......”

Dong Wusheng thought about whether to say something euphemistic to make Madara not care about it, or tell Madara that all this was just because his nominal mother was too clumsy, not his own.

But then she thought about it, if she really deliberately mentioned it, wouldn't it seem that this matter might have some other meaning in the world besides the objective difference in appearance?

Dong Wusheng really didn't think of any comprehensive way to deal with it, so he was silent for a while, and finally didn't say anything.

However, Madara seemed to notice that Dong Wusheng's silence at this time was different from his usual quietness, and he didn't think about it as much as Dong Wusheng, so he directly threw out the question.

"Sister, what are you thinking?"

Madara frowned suspiciously, "Do you care about this?"

“......”

Dong Wusheng looked ahead with an expressionless face, "No, I was just thinking, if I knew this was the case, I should have given you a heavier gun." ”

Hearing this, Madara's eyes lit up, "Are you going to give me a new gun?"

Madara doesn't have his own special weapon for the time being, and now he uses Dong Wusheng's magic weapon that can transform at will.

Dong Wusheng actually collected a lot of good weapons, but after she selected them, she felt that none of them were suitable for Madara, so she lent her usual magic weapons to Madara.

"I'll give you a gun of your own sooner or later. ”

For a certain topic to be easily revealed, Dong Wusheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.