Tyrant Pet Kitty (17)

The kitten was even more confused, and her round eyes widened, not knowing why.

The woman?

Did you mean the woman who had just saluted him?

The emperor's slender five fingers in his sleeves gradually tightened, and he was a little painful, but he seemed to be unconscious, his dark and beautiful eyes stared at the kitten tightly, scarlet faintly appeared at the bottom of his eyes, and he said word by word: "I said that you are mine." ”

"Meow."

The kitten nodded very obediently, but he had been lifted by him in such a position, and it was inevitable that she was a little uncomfortable, so she could only flutter in the air with her pink little paws, trying to make him see her discomfort.

The pink claws opened slightly, and the kitten looked at him pitifully, and her voice was soft and soft: "Meow." ”

The emperor's eyes narrowed slightly, and he resisted the urge to withdraw his hand, and there was no half temperature in his eyes, "You are me, you can't think about others anymore." ”

"Meow."

Good, good, good.

Shi Xia nodded hurriedly, she didn't think about others at all, but this situation could only give the tyrant a smooth hair.

The kitten was well-behaved and clever, and even put its two little feet together in the air, staring at him with moist round eyes, looking like he would change when he knew his mistakes.

The emperor's heart could no longer control the slight softness, and he withdrew his hand and held her in his arms.

Slender fingers caressed the back of her neck, he lowered his eyes, his eyes were a little cold, but the words he said had a hint of imperceptible tenderness: "Does it hurt?" ”

"Meow."

Hearing this cat meow, they were a little irritable.

Although most of the time he could detect what she was trying to say, she was just a cat and didn't speak his language.

He frowned, and without saying a word, took the kitten into the dormitory.

Shi Xia thought that the tyrant's spirit had disappeared, but he didn't expect that his eyes were cold at the moment, his red thin lips were pursed into a straight line, and his displeasure was obvious.

She didn't bother to coax him any more, so she shrunk into his arms and closed her eyes and fell asleep.

——

When she woke up again, the sun was about to set, and the wisps of white clouds in the sky seemed to be bordered with gold wires, brilliant and colorful.

She slowly stood up and found herself lying on the dragon bed.

There was also a person lying beside him, the figure was slender, with one hand pillowed behind his head, and the green silk was scattered and lightly placed on a white and delicate collarbone, inexplicably demagogic.

He held a book between his slender fingers, and his lazy eyes fell on the book, and he showed a little seriousness, and noticed that the kitten next to him woke up, so he put the book down and took the kitten in his arms.

"Awake?"

"Meow."

Shi Xia always felt a little weird, in the past, the tyrant should have been in the study to deal with business, how could he lie in bed so leisurely.

The emperor flicked her forehead with his fingers, his narrowed eyes swept over her body carelessly, and finally stretched out his bony hand and pinched her pointed ears.

The snow-white cat's ears lined the white fingertips, which became more and more beautiful, but his movements still did not stop, pinching her pink paws, and then touching her cat's tail.

I touched her all over my body.

Shi Xia thought about hiding, but the emperor's gaze was too scary, and she had never seen him take it so seriously.

Even in the last court and when dealing with official affairs, he has never had such a look.

It's like you're doing something extremely important.

Shi Xia couldn't care about being shy at the moment, thinking if he should have discovered that she was a monster, which is why he was so strange.

Shrinking back, her eyes inadvertently swept over the book he had placed in his hand.

"The Legend of the Cat Demon".