Chapter 295: Senior, He's Not Serious! 41
I couldn't wait to take a bite on the ham sausage, and the little teeth were still immature, and I couldn't bite it.
It struggled to stand up slightly, trying to hold Qinghui's hand and eat.
But its little pad was cold, and there were water droplets and dirt, and it cautiously glanced up at Qinghui, trying to put its little paw down.
This human seems to dislike it......
Just, don't rub yourself dirty.
The little milk cat has obviously been wandering for a while, and probably this situation has also been encountered, and the little paw carefully wants to put it down and gnaw on the ham sausage in Qinghui's hand.
"Grinding and chirping."
The little girl's glutinous low voice was slightly hoarse because of the cold, and she sounded a little irritable, and directly took the ham sausage and slammed it under the other party's paws.
The movements were not very gentle, but they successfully let the little milk cat's two little paws grab Qinghui's hand, so that on her hand, it is easier to bite the ham sausage.
Seeing this little thing can't wait to gnaw hard.
Qianjia was moved: I didn't expect our family Spirit Sword Lord to be such a sympathetic sword.
Then I heard the rather sympathetic sword crouching beside and muttering.
"Na, I didn't give it to you because I was pitiful," the little white girl squatted aside, chattering in front of a little milk cat, "This is for you because of your good attitude, saved from between your teeth, and rewarded for you." ”
Light coffee: ......
"Such a weak little Luobei...... The courier box and bag in Qinghui's hand had already been placed on the ground next to him, and his other hand reached over, poked the belly of the little milk cat with his soft fingers, and continued to mutter, "I still want to grab food from Lord Lingjian, you can bear it." ”
"Meow."
The little milk cat was eating, although she couldn't understand what Qinghui was talking about, but she still responded with a soft meow.
"You don't have any combat power, and you can't fight, what else can you do?"
"Meow."
"You see that you have fallen to this point, all because you are not strong enough, and when you are powerful, you can walk sideways here."
"Meow."
"Eat quickly, don't waste Lord Lingjian's time, and after eating, you will get rid of Lord Lingjian."
In the end, Qinghui raised his chin and made a final summary.
Light coffee: ...... People come to beg for food, you can also send a wave of soul chicken soup is really amazing, the key is that it can't understand ah, one person and one cat are very interesting.
In the end, it was almost a waste of Qinghui's time for twenty minutes, and it didn't take long for him to grow teeth, and the little milk cat who was obviously not very good reluctantly ate the half of the ham sausage.
Qinghui stood up, threw the garbage in his hand, and clapped his hands.
I sighed secretly in my heart: I have taught another Luobei the way of survival, and Lord Spirit Sword is great!
Then he carried his things and put on a cute little face, intending to leave.
It's just that Qinghui had just walked a few steps, and before he reached the corner, he saw the fluffy little figure swaying towards her.
Four slender and weak little short legs, probably too young, stumbled like a toddler.
Qinghui was not slow to walk even when he was sick, but he still tried to keep up.
Qinghui's action paused: This is to continue to touch porcelain??
Then the little girl vigilantly covered her courier box and shopping bag, and sniffed hard.
No, no, the rest is Lord Spirit Sword's own!