A certain cheap dragon's heart has regained a little balance.

"Meow-"

And at this time, a soft and soft cat meow sounded under the wine table.

Ling Luo lowered her head and saw an extremely cute cat, rubbing against her legs, raising her round head, and a pair of big eyes looking at her, as if she was begging for pity.

She loves cats the most.

Being rubbed like this, Ling Luo felt that her heart was about to melt.

She took a few pieces of beef and put them to the cat's mouth, then stretched out a hand and gently touched its round head to smooth its hair.

The little flower cat purred comfortably as she ate the meat.

Ling Luo had an extremely gentle smile on his lips, and he sandwiched a few more pieces of meat to it, his eyes narrowing together.

On the other side of the table, Hell's eyes were green!

This is nothing short of racist!

Why didn't she use such a gentle look to sandwich meat for him, touch his head, and help him smooth his hair...... Well, he actually doesn't have hair.

But he didn't mind her helping him fix his beard, polish his scales, or anything.

"Xiao Luo—" A certain dragon's voice was a little resentful.

"Huh?" Ling Luo dealt absentmindedly, without even looking at him, and touched the cat to himself.

Prison gritted his teeth, and women really liked the new and hated the old.

A little flower cat in the mortal world can defeat him, is there any reason for this!

"The emperor also wants to ......"

"Huh? What else do you want? Two more jars of wine? ”

Ling Luohui turned his head, and suddenly found that the prison in the chair opposite him had disappeared, and in its place was a beautiful cat with a swarthy body.

The cat's fur was extremely smooth, with a blue ribbon around its neck, a beautiful knot, and its eyes were bright red.

This cat—at first glance, it's very noble!

A black aristocratic cat.

Ling Luo's gaze was instantly attracted to the past.

There was a look of cheapness in the black cat's crimson eyes, and he jumped lightly, jumped onto the table, and then rubbed against Ling Luo's hand and pushed her head against her.

Ling Luo laughed out loud, stretched out his hand, and petted the black cat.

"It's so cute." The soft touch from her hand made her sigh, "I like it so much." ”

When it comes to cats, she is inherently unresistant.

The corners of the black cat's lips hooked up a standard smirk.

The corners of Ling Luo's eyes flashed fiercely, this smile - how can it look familiar.

"Hell?" She asked tentatively.

The black cat raised its paws, held up the small meat pad, and patted Ling Luo's face affectionately.

Ling Luo smiled: "You can really play treasures." ”

She reached out and gently touched his cute triangular ear.

"Hmph, the emperor is looking at you pitiful, so let's satisfy you." A certain cheap dragon is enjoying the pleasure of being stroked with a comfortable face, while playing arrogantly and cheaply.

Ling Luo couldn't see through it, and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, Lord Dragon Emperor, you are really merciful." ”

"Hehe, it's good if you know the way." The black cat put on a posture of an uncle, turned over, and turned his feet to the sky, "Xiaoluo, quickly massage the emperor." ”

"......" This guy's skin is really not ordinarily thick.

But - touching cats or something is the most loving.

Ling Luo stretched out his hand and gently stroked the fluffy and soft belly of the black cat that had been conjured out of prison, helping him smooth his hair over and over again.