Under the confrontation of one person and one cat, the little milk cat was defeated.

Reluctantly biting his fingers, he jumped off the couch and pushed the small basket towards the bathroom with his tail flick.

Lifeng saw the little milk cat knock on the door with her tail, and after the bathroom door opened, she turned around and went back to the room.

Lin Aiqing got dressed, opened the bathroom door, squatted down and touched the little milk cat's head, "Little kitten, thank you." “

The little milk cat "meowed", turned her head arrogantly, and staggered into the room that left the seal.

"Meow~"

Lifeng had already lay down, heard the soft cry of the little milk cat, turned his head, stared at it for a while with dark and deep ice eyes, and then said in a low voice: "Sleep with her."

The little milk cat stared at the round eyes, and the milk waved its paws fiercely in protest: "Meow meow meow!"

Lifeng frowned and stared at it in silence.

After a few minutes of stalemate between one person and one cat, the little milk cat was defeated.

With his little head hanging down, he left the room with a weak breath.

*

Silver moonlight pierced through the cracks in the curtains, pouring a silver light down the vast room.

Lin Aiqing lay on the bed and fell asleep deeply, a fluffy little milk cat curled up on the small carpet next to the bed.

All this, like a beautiful painting, quiet and beautiful.

Suddenly, the moonlight in the room vanished, and a petite and agile figure rolled in through the window.

Moonlight entered the room again, and saw the face of the figure clearly—small, delicate.

It's a woman.

The woman just glanced at Lin Aiqing, who was lying on the bed, and quickly left her room.

She seemed to know this villa very well, and found Lifeng's room in three or two clicks, and stopped in front of Lifeng's bed.

Just as the woman was staring at the bed with a frown, her throat was suddenly choked.

The woman's eyes widened and she struggled desperately.

Her face was so red that she couldn't even speak.

Lifeng's eyes were cold, and his hands tightened more and more.

As if she had suddenly thought of something, the woman's violently trembling and struggling hand suddenly drooped.

"Bang", the sound of the dagger falling clearly reached the ears of the two, Li Feng frowned and glanced at the familiar dagger that was refracting the silver moonlight underground, let go of the hand that was holding the woman's neck, and walked in front of her.

The woman's neck was finally released, she breathed out a big gulp of fresh air, and after relieving herself, she raised her eyes and looked at Lifeng with some excitement: "Young Master, it's really you!"

Li Feng had a cold face and looked at her condescendingly.

"Young Master, why are you in this place?"

After trying to calm down his emotions, Fengxin couldn't help but ask curiously.

Lifeng stared at her for a long time, and finally spoke: "I'm not your young master."

Feng Xin's raised smile froze, "Young Master?"

"Go back to where you belong." Lifeng's voice is cold and indifferent, and it is more cold and impersonal than the character's low, magnetic and charming voice.

"Young ......" Feng Xin opened his mouth, remembering the words of Lifeng, he swallowed the word "master".

Under Lifeng's cold gaze, Fengxin had no choice but to pick up the dagger on the ground, reluctantly jumped out of the window, and disappeared into the night.

Lifeng lay back on the bed, his eyes closed, and doubts were freed up in his mind.

Why are the characters from the base quest here?

Why could she find him?

What the hell is going on?

The night is still so deep, and the sleep is always so shallow.