Bai Yi chattered all the way back to the residence with Feng Liyan, and the first thing he did when he entered the door was to take Feng Liyan into the bathroom, and carefully washed Feng Liyan's four little paws. With {dream} small ◢ say шщЩ.

It runs out on its own, and its little paws must be dirty, and it must be uncomfortable if you don't wash it.

Looking at the white clothes who carefully washed his little paws, Feng Liyan couldn't say what he felt in his heart.

This kid seems to really like Xiaobai, so if he recovers one day and goes back to the demon world, will this kid be so sad that he will cry?

Feng Liyan felt that it was really possible with the character of the white cloth.

"Why do you keep looking at me?" The white clothes who were rubbing their little paws for the wind suddenly raised his eyes, but saw that the little gray cat was looking at him intently.

"......" Feng Liyan retracted his gaze somewhat unnaturally and looked away.

"Do you think I'm super handsome?" The white clothes grinned, and the big white teeth looked really good.

"Meow."

Think too much.

The wind twisted his head to the side.

After washing Feng Liyan's little paws, Bai Yi went to call Tsing Yi and wanted to go to him to get some noodles to cook.

Tsing Yi, who happened to be on the plane yet, asked Bai Yi to cook a bowl for the drunkard by the way, but Bai Yi said that the drunkard was not in the room.

Tsing Yi answered the call and hung up the phone, after thinking about it, he said hello to Jun Moyan, and then took the mobile phone and walked to a quieter place with fewer people and dialed the drunkard's number.

The drunkard didn't come home last night, he said to go back to the apartment to get something, so he stayed in the apartment for one night by the way, thinking that he would go home today, but Bai Yi said no.

Tsing Yi is not at ease.

He always felt that the drunkard seemed to be avoiding him recently, going out early and returning late, and falling asleep directly as soon as he came back at night.

Sometimes in the morning when he gets up, the drunkard is already out of the house.

What has he been up to lately?

Especially when he saw the drunkard's worsening face and emaciated figure, Tsing Yi became even more anxious.

After the call was dialed out, no one answered until the phone automatically hung up, and no one answered.

Tsing Yi dialed out again, over and over again, Tsing Yi's patience was about to be lost, and he became anxious, but no one answered the phone.

In the past few unusual days, he has called him several times, but the drunkard has not answered once, but has sent him a text message.

After Tsing Yi dialed the phone again, the mobile phone suddenly vibrate, and Tsing Yi didn't even need to look at it, he knew that the mobile phone had received a text message, and 99% of the text messages were sent by drunkards.

Tsing Yi hung up the phone and clicked on the text message, as expected.

A simple sentence "What's the matter?" It made Tsing Yi feel a little uncomfortable, and even a little angry, and always felt that this simple response seemed indifferent and cold.

He made so many calls, and he responded with such a sentence?

Obviously feeling uncomfortable, Tsing Yi still edited the text message and sent it to the drunkard in a good temper.

"Are you still in the apartment? I didn't answer the phone, my plane was about to take off, and it would take me about a week to come back. ”

It took five minutes for Tsing Yi to receive a reply from the drunkard.

"Well, I'm still in the apartment, my throat is a little uncomfortable, I don't want to talk, you pay attention to safety when you go on a business trip."

"What's wrong with your throat? Got a cold? ”

This way of texting made Tsing Yi feel very awkward.

He wanted to hear his voice.

It took several more minutes for the drunkard's text message to arrive.

Tsing Yi wanted to know what the drunkard was doing, and why it took a long time to even reply to a text message.

Does he know how worried he is?