Tize's fingertips touched only her soft hair.

Reaching out again, before he could get close to the cat's little paws, she dodged, and the grandmother snorted, "Meow." ”

The soft voice sounded, as if complaining that he had disturbed her good dreams, and even picked up his paw to cover his little face, as if he could have a good night's sleep.

The two little paws bent softly in front of the face, and after a while the milk cat let out a slight snoring sound and fell into a deep sleep.

The emperor withdrew his hand, a little dissatisfied.

"Pigs."

It is clear that the emperor's expression is cold, and even a little cold, but this is a little spoiled by the eunuch?

Pampering?

Spoiling?!

How is this possible!

The eunuch denied himself, but when he raised his eyes and saw the long figure standing up with a little caution and placing the milk cat at the foot of the bed, he trusted his instincts a little.

That's probably spoiling.

It turns out that the emperor has been tyrannical and ruthless for so many years, and he is ruthless and violent because he has never met such a little milk cat.

Thinking like this, the eunuch felt a little relieved inexplicably, and the corners of his lips just condensed a smile, and he froze when he looked at the emperor.

The emperor's gaze was a little careless, but there was no warmth, his long narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and he stared at him coldly.

"Get out."

"Yes! Emperor! ”

Bending down and exiting the Weiyang Palace, the eunuch broke out in a cold sweat and patted his chest like he had survived.

It seems that only in front of that milk cat will the emperor be less tyrannical.

Call.

——

Shi Xia slept until night.

She shrunk at the foot of the bed, slowly opened her round eyes, and then probed her brain to look at the foot of the bed.

The temple seemed to be empty.

After a moment's silence, she took a step to walk towards the entrance of the temple.

Unexpectedly, a low and hoarse voice suddenly sounded in the hall.

"Where do you want to go?"

She was startled and sat down on the ground, her forelimbs propped up, her pink eartips moving slightly, knowing that the sound was made by the subject of her task.

She squealed softly, "Meow." ”

Kind of in response to him.

Turning around and trembling and walking back to the foot of the bed, she tried to raise her little head to see if there was anyone on the bed, but a slender and beautiful big hand suddenly appeared in front of her, and took her whole body between the palms and brought it to the bed.

The man's other hand was lazily pillowed behind his head, the green silk was scattered, slightly covering some delicate faces, and the drooping eyes were covered with slender curly eyelashes, and the bright pupils looked at her carelessly.

From Shi Xia's perspective, you can just see the beautiful Adam's apple on his snow-white neck, as well as the delicate jaw line.

The man's thin red lips pursed lightly, and his voice was a little lazy when he had just woken up: "Where do you want to go." ”

The milk cat rubbed his hand softly, and his round eyes were as beautiful as glass in the cold moonlight, sprinkled with stars, crystal clear.

"Meow~"

Di Ze raised his hand and pressed the tip of the milk cat's pink nose, watching her fall on him because of an unstable center of gravity to dodge, the pink claws opened, and she seemed to suddenly think of something, the snow-white tail was between her legs, and she turned over and sat up with difficulty.

When his moist eyes met his somewhat playful gaze, he looked away a little aggrieved.

The little short legs stepped away, and she walked on the side of the bed with a hum, blocking her little face with her tail.

It's like when my daughter's family is shy.

Di Ze narrowed his eyes, thinking of the way the milk cat blocked his legs, as if he understood something.

She's ......

Shy?