The cat was not big or small, well-behaved and clever, and walked beside the dragon chair: "Meow." ”

The emperor lowered his eyes indifferently, and when he looked at the cat's eyes, he was slightly cold, and the hand in his sleeve slowly stretched out, and he was about to touch the cat.

Suddenly, there was a soft cat meow at the doorway.

"Meow~"

Shi Xia's round eyes widened, poked his head out at the threshold, and when he saw this scene, he screamed a few times in dissatisfaction.

Why hadn't she seen him for a while, and he was going to touch another cat?

Lowering her eyes a little aggrieved, her little paws pulled the threshold, and the claws stained with a little goat's milk were a little black at the moment.

The next moment, a dark shadow fell in front of him.

The man half-squatted down and stared at her coldly, his eyes were narrow and cold, his fair face was a little blurry, and his body exuded a compelling aura.

Shi Xia was stunned, why was this person angry? It was obvious that he abandoned her first to hug other kittens, and he was still looking at her coldly at the moment!

I can't stand this grievance right now!

She turned around in a huff and sat down on the threshold, her whole body shrinking into a ball, and the tips of her snow-white ears moved slightly.

Di Ze's eyes lit slightly.

This is... Angry?

For some reason, he reached out and pinched the back of the cat's neck and put it in his arms.

The little milk cat did not lie down as well-behaved as before, the whole little body was using strength, and the pink paws pulled at Di Ze's sleeves, trying to get out of his arms.

The ministers were already dumbfounded.

Even if it is a milk cat tossing like this, the emperor does not look like he wants to be angry.

It seems that since the cat appeared at the door, the emperor's mood has been much better, and when he looked at the cat in his arms with his eyes lightly, he was inexplicably a little doting.

He didn't care about the little cat's struggles, stood up and sat on the dragon chair with her, his slender fingers tapped the armrest, and said casually: "If you move again, I'll feed you to the wolf." ”

The cat's body froze suddenly, and she turned her head to the emperor's cold gaze in disbelief.

She became more and more aggrieved in her heart, but because of her life, she hummed and chirped and lay down, burying her face in the heart of her pink paws, and her little buttocks pouted slightly, as if protesting.

The emperor lowered his eyes and looked at it, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, his thin red lips inadvertently pulled out a slightly warm arc, and his slender fingers touched the snow-white hair of the cat in his arms, and said lightly: "Take it down." ”

Before the rest of the people could understand whether this "take down" meant the cat in his arms or the cat on the soles of his feet, the eunuch picked up the cat lying next to the dragon chair and walked out of the hall.

Nonsense! It couldn't be more obvious!

The cat in the emperor's arms is the real little master! What's more, how can other cats be as good-looking as that cat.

Since he grew so big, it was still the best-looking cat he had ever seen, and this one in his hand was not even half of it!

The figure of the eunuch disappeared into the hall.

The hall fell silent again.

The little milk cat in the emperor's arms wrinkled his nose, keenly smelled that there were no other cats around, secretly raised his head a little, his round eyes were hidden behind the plush paws, and he was suddenly happy when he saw that the other cat by the dragon chair was gone.

She straightened up, staggering.

The snow-white cat's tail swept across the emperor's curved beautiful chin.

She screamed softly like a coquette: "Meow~"

Di Ze sensed the pleasure of the little thing in his arms, and couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips again, and the snow-white slender fingertips tapped the tip of her nose.

"Pigs."