"Huh?" Qiqiao was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Daddy, you want to be left!" ”

"Oh? Is there any other explanation that can't be found? Nan Yuankui's sword eyebrows were raised, with a bit of arbitrary elegance.

I have to say that the cheap dad who has returned to normal is still quite charming.

Qiqiao sighed in his heart, and opened his mouth happily: "Actually, I just feel that it is like a coal ball, and it doesn't sound good to call it coal." Isn't there a kind of silver frost charcoal, just take the first two words, let's just be a carbon ball! ”

"Puff ......" the star cut couldn't help but burst out laughing next to him.

Nan Yuankui was stunned for a moment, and laughed: "Hahahaha......!" It's you! ”

Seeing that the two of them had laughed enough, Qiqiao proposed that it was cold and wanted to bring the kitten into the house.

"Hey, don't worry." Nan Yuankui mysteriously stretched out a finger and shook it from side to side, "That's not how the raccoon slave took him home. ”

Then he turned his head and said to the little ball who was looking at the hair on his body blankly: "From today on, you will be Silver Frost, Silver Frost Charcoal...... Hahahaha......! ”

"Meow!" The kitten didn't understand what he was saying, but as if he was happy, he meowed twice.

The three of them and a cat entered the simple study, and Nan Yuankui went to the dilapidated table and pulled out a piece of paper.

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The star cut immediately stepped forward and began to grind the ink with a very eye-catching eye.

"Huh? Wouldn't it be better to take it home and raise it! Qiqiao tilted his head in confusion, looking very cute, "Is there any formalities that can't be done?" ”

"You come with me with Silver Frost." Nan Yuankui smiled and walked in the direction of the study with Qiqiao.

After a while, the ink was polished. Nan Yuankui beckoned to Qiqiao and asked her to come to the table.

"You've got it."

Qiqiao holds a small ball, looks left and right, it is very fresh!

It's the first time she's been to this place, and she didn't expect that such a dilapidated place would be able to clean up such a decent study, and it should be said that the potential of people is endless, right?

I saw that he added a few strokes to the ink ball, and a lifelike black kitten jumped on the paper, and it looked so similar to the silver frost.

Then I watched Nan Yuankui pick up the pen around the portrait of the kitten in the middle of the paper and began to write.

As he spoke, he smudged a few lumps of ink on the paper.

What is this for? Qiqiao was interested, and watched Nan Yuankui's movements seriously.

Canghe has been patrolling since then, and the rat thief has never been idle. Thou shalt not harm the head of the head and set up six animals, and thou shalt not steal and eat all kinds of things.

Guarding things at home day and night, don't go east and west. If there is any reason to go out, the front of the church is led to receive a tart whip. ”

"A cat stepped on the snow, in front of the Western Buddhas, the three Tibetan families were brought back to their parents, and the scriptures were supported in the people's door.

The price of the three-sided cut off has been returned with the deed. The buyer wishes to be as rich as the stone, and as long as Peng Zufu.

The East King notary saw that he did not go south

The Queen Mother of the West testifies that she does not travel to the north

The date was written on the inscription, and Qiqiao was signaled to write his name on it.

Seeing that Qiqiao nodded in understanding, Nan Yuankui wrote two lines of notes vertically below:

"...... this?" Qiqiao looked at the thing on the paper like a summoning array with a new face, full of interest.

"Accept the cat." Nan Yuankui said with a smile: "This is a practice that has been handed down since ancient times, this is called hiring raccoon slaves." Legend has it that with this way, cats will not get lost and will accompany them for a lifetime. ”

Qiqiao took the piece of paper and wrote his name in the place he had just said.

"Shicheng—" Nan Yuankui announced with a smile in his voice raised.

Qiqiao's heart moved slightly, as if a glimmer of light flashed from the paper, and it felt like something was connected from the bottom of his heart.