Qianming's eyes were slightly red, and his beautiful face like a woman looked like he had been bullied.

He said in a complaining tone: "Where have you been, do you know, I have been waiting for you for a long time." ”

As soon as Qian Ming finished speaking, his eyes noticed that the phantom was holding the little milk bag, and his eyes were pitiful: "Crispy, don't you want me anymore, did you leave me for this man?" ”

Saying that, Qianying was in tears, like a girl, crying made the little milk bag feel a little distressed.

The little milk bag sighed, and she said to the phantom, "Let me down", and she was put down by the phantom.

In the next moment, the little milk bag ran in front of Qianming, and she stretched out her hands to hug Qianming who was carrying the lantern.

Qian Ming gently lifted the lantern, he was afraid that the lantern would touch the little milk bag, and his eyes were a little cautious.

The milk voice of the little milk bag sounded in Qianming's ears, and the milk voice was soft and beautiful: "Brother, don't cry, Crispy didn't leave you, Crispy just went to do business with that brother." ”

Qian Ming turned his head to look at the little milk bag, and there was suspicion in his eyes: "Really? ”

Xiao Milk Bao looked at the little boy who had obviously not woken up yet, and the corners of her mouth hooked up a slight smile: "It's true, Crispy won't lie to my brother." ”

Qian Ming saw the corner of the little milk bag smiling, and spoke out to him, his ears and face were red: "Then, why don't you ask me to do business, but find that man?" ”

Xiao Nanbao tiptoed, touched the little boy's head, and said softly: "Brother, this is my secret with him, I can't tell you." ”

The little boy snorted a little angrily, and he said, "Then let me ask you, obviously I am your brother, why do you say that it is also your brother?" ”

Xiao Niangbao raised her eyebrows lightly, and her tone was puzzled: "When did I say that the one behind me is also my brother?" ”

The little boy stared at the little milk bag fiercely: "You said it, that's what you said last time, you are a half-hearted sister." ”

Well, she seems to be stupid, she didn't understand what her brother said.

In the next moment, the little boy said with an accusatory look in his eyes: "Why are you so amorous, is it because I treat you badly?" ”

The little milk bag was silent and didn't pay attention to the little boy.

The little boy threw away the lantern, he hugged it tightly with his backhand, and was holding his little milk bag, he said: "I am the underworld, that black cat is not the same person as me, you are not allowed to like him, if you are still unclear with him in the future, I will break your legs and lock you up." ”

The phantom looked at the little boy and the little milk bag, his eyes darkened.

With the presence of the main lord of Qianming, is it that in the eyes of the crispy, there will never be his existence?

Little Milk Bao didn't know the phantom's thoughts, she turned her head to see that the phantom looked lonely, she frowned slightly, and in the next second, her milk voice was as sweet as sugar: "Brother Phantom, are you a little unhappy?" ”

The phantom looked at the little milk bag with questioning eyes, and he was just about to speak, when Qian Ming's eyes looked at him irritably.

"You are not allowed to rob her with me, she will always be just my rabbit." After speaking, Qian Ming grinded his teeth slightly.

Xiao Nibao looked back and saw Qianming's irritable look, she mua Qianming's cheeks twice, her eyes were full of smiles: "Brother, your face is soft, kiss it well~"

Qian Ming heard the frivolous words of the little milk bag, he snorted coldly, and said with red ears: "I'm not good at kissing." ”

Xiao Nibao smiled: "Brother is so cute." ”

Qian Ming frowned: "Then I'm so cute, why are you still looking for that black cat?" ”

What the hell is a black cat, she really doesn't understand what her brother means.

The little milk bag pulled out two small hands from the hands that were held by Qianming's backhand.

She raised two white fingers that seemed to be snowy, rubbed Qianming's cheeks, and said in a milky voice: "Brother, Crispy didn't look for a black cat, Crispy likes you the most." ”

The phantom looked at it, and after the little milk bag asked him, he didn't wait for him to reply, he just talked to the little boy crookedly, and a look called 'jealousy' flashed in his eyes.

The phantom grinded his teeth, and the jealousy and jealousy in his heart gradually increased.

The next moment, he said in a tone of green tea: "Crispy, I really envy your brother, and can still let you coax so patiently, unlike me, who has been in the ghost world for so long, but no one can coax me and treat me well." ”

Xiao Nanbao's eyes looked at the phantom, and she looked at the phantom with sympathy: "Brother, I sympathize with you for the things that no one cares about." ”

Phantom Interior: And then?

After the little milk bag finished speaking, she pursed her mouth slightly, and the next second, she turned around and continued to coax Qianming.

Qian Ming was coaxed by the little milk bag for a while, and he didn't speak again with red eyes.

Xiao Milk Bao breathed a sigh of relief, she turned her head, and saw that the phantom was not behind her, she thought, when did the phantom brother leave, why did she find out now?

*

Back in the house.

The little milk bag coaxed Qianming to rest obediently, and Qianming said: "Crispy becomes a rabbit, and I can rest well." ”

Little Milk Bag: "......" She's really a person, she's not a rabbit.

The little milk bag raised her little fist, and the milk said fiercely: "If you don't rest, I'll beat you, I tell you, it hurts when I beat someone." ”

Qian Ming was stunned, and after a while, he spoke: "Rest and rest, I'm not afraid of you beating me." ”

As he spoke, Qianming closed his eyes from the heart.

The little milk bag looked at the little boy's eyes closed, she turned around and lay down beside Qianming, and was about to close her eyes to sleep, when the little boy suddenly stretched out his white and beautiful hands, tightly hugging the little rabbit he was thinking about.

When the little milk bag saw herself, she was hugged tightly by the little boy, and she was dumbfounded.

After a while, the little milk bag fell into the little boy's arms, and she closed her eyes and rested.

*

In dreams.

A snow-white and blue-eyed kitten, spinning back and forth, chasing its tail, looking very stupid.

The little milk bag squatted on the ground, staring at the kitten with bright eyes.

The kitten sensed that someone was looking at him, he gave up chasing his tail, and looked up to see that the little milk bag that was dressed like a beggar at first glance.

The little milk bag hugged the rag doll in her hand, and seeing the cute appearance of the kitten, she put down the rag doll and picked up the kitten.

The kitten struggled with its tail up, lifted the kitten's sharp paws, and scratched the back of the little milk bag's hand.

The little milk bag's eyes were red, tears snapped, and fell from under the eyes to the kitten, the kitten stopped struggling in an instant, and his blue cat eyes were looking at the tearful little milk bag.

The little milk bag was in tears: "Cat, I'm not a bad person, I just want to hug you, don't scratch me anymore, okay?" ”

Heh, who does this human think he is, and he actually thinks that because she hugs him, he will think that a fool like her is a bad person?

Humans are really not as smart as their demon races.

Thinking of this, Qian Jing looked at the little milk bag with fierce eyes, and "meowed".

When the little milk bag saw the kitten's voice, her apricot eyes were shining: "Wow, cat, your voice is so good." ”

Qian Ming snorted in his heart, he lowered his eyes and saw that the wound on the back of the little milk bag's hand, he somehow added a wound to the little milk bag.

The back of the little milk bag was a little itchy, and she smiled at the corner of her lips: "Cat, do you like me very much, since this is the case, then I will raise you." ”

Just you, a human being, still want to support me, aren't you dreaming?

Qian Ming looked at the little milk bag with disdain.

The little milk bag looked at it, the kitten's eyes stared at her, and her little face was a little red: "I was begging next door, my name is Crispy, what is your name?" ”

Have you ever seen a cat who can speak human language, and asked me what my name is, this little girl, must be because her IQ is too low, so she was abandoned by her family as a beggar.

Thinking of this, Qianming raised her little paw and wanted to scratch the face of the little milk bag, and the little milk bag saw Qianming raise her paws and get close to her face, her eyes seemed to see an idol, and she was happy: "Cat, do you think I look so good-looking and want to touch my face?" ”

Hearing this, Qianming was going to scratch the claws of the little milk bag face, and instantly withdrew it, he rolled his eyes, he thought to himself, this little. White. Idiot, he doesn't deserve to let his paws touch his face.

The little milk bag looked at the appearance of the kitten retracting its paws, and she frowned: "Cat, don't you like me, why don't you touch my face?" ”

He didn't like her at all, okay?

Thinking of this, the kitten's ears drooped slightly.

The little milk bag saw the kitten drooping, and she said, "Cat, are you hungry, can I take you to dinner?" ”

The little beggar wanted to take him to dinner, but he was afraid that he would have a bad meal.

Thinking like this, the kitten withdrew the tip of his paw, and no longer pointed in the direction of the back of the little milk bag, and the next moment, he began to struggle.

The little milk bag saw the kitten struggling, her tears snapped down, and the milk sound sounded, and the little pity was very pitiful: "If you don't like crispy, forget it, crispy will not, it's difficult for a strong cat." ”

The kitten was loosened by the little milk bag, he jumped to the ground, raised his head and saw the little milk bag picking up the rag doll, turning to leave, his two kitten paws scratched the ground, and his eyes looked at the back of the little milk bag fixedly.

Can this little girl, in a beggar's den, really live to adulthood?

Qian meditated, and the action of scratching the ground became even more ruthless.

In a moment, the tip of Qianying's claws was scratched off a little, and he turned sideways, lifted the cat's legs, and ran straight into a corner where no one was.

The next moment, the snow-white kitten turned into a fairy-looking teenager.

The boy crouched on the ground, two small paws, oh no, two slender hands like snow, pressing against the ground.

The boy saw his hand pressed on the ground, and he immediately withdrew his hand.

The next second, the boy stood up, he touched his antique white clothes, and his blue eyes blinked.

Why did he take on the form of a human being, and why was he so strange today?

Thinking of this, the young man frowned, and after a moment, the tail behind the young man came out, he raised his hand to cover his cat tail, and said with a red face: "You don't allow the tail to come out again." ”

As he spoke, the boy pressed the cat's tail back and didn't let the cat's tail show again.

The boy was a little unaccustomed to the human walking posture, and he almost walked all the way and fell all the way, and finally walked out of the corner.