Qinghui said: I like it, it's this color!

Qianjia couldn't help but imagine if Qinghui's sword body was like this......

Qinghui's original sword body was silvery-white, and under the light, it would glow with blue.

Quite fairy-like, pretty.

Look at the so-called multicolored black.

Asa coffee thinks...... Or forget it, right?

It's so bewitching, I can't stand it.

I saw that the little milk cat went straight in.

Then there was no trace in an instant.

It's a natural protective barrier for her.

If she had retracted it and not poked her head out, she wouldn't have seen that there was a cat inside.

Sang Li paused for a moment and walked over directly.

Sit outside the cat kennel.

Trying to pull the kitten's attention back.

After all, after the little milk cat came back, it was okay to ignore him, and it was much more positive to treat a cat litter than to treat him.

Qinghui turned, his head facing outward.

The little face is raised.

Even if you get closer, when you look inside, you can only see a pair of big eyes.

And it doesn't come out.

It seems that I like this cat nest quite a lot, and I like it very much.

Reach over and bite someone.

Bad.

Milk Murderer.

The little milk whined.

It's okay, I don't like that broken box more after all.

If you can't even compare to that broken box, then this little kitten is a bit too much.

However, thinking about what I saw on my phone, the cat should be given a certain amount of time to adapt to the environment after arriving home.

She can't be forced to do something.

So Sang Li didn't be too persistent and dragged Qinghui out.

The meal I ordered just arrived too.

He got up and prepared to eat.

All kinds of food are placed on the table.

Bursts of aroma come to your nose.

In his favorite cat kennel, the cat's Qinghui blinked and blinked his big eyes.

The tip of his nose shrugged.

And then slowly drill out a small head.

While Sang Li took out his chopsticks, he had been observing the movements of the little milk cat.

Such a small thing suddenly broke into the originally peaceful and waveless life.

The feeling of this peace being broken did not make him feel uncomfortable at all.

I watched a small black pompom come out of the big cat nest.

The cat nest is actually not too big.

But compared to this small pom-pom, it is four or five times larger.

Qinghui first shook the fluff on his body, and then the two ears that were originally slightly drooped down stood upright.

Raise your feet and run this way.

Seeing that Qinghui's eyes didn't blink, the goal was clear, it was the food on the table.

Asaka panics: 'Lord Qinghui, what do you want to do?!' ’

'Eat. ’

Qinghui is very reasonable.

If you go to the food on the table, what can you do if you don't eat?

And what's wrong with eating?

You persuaded me to eat in the last plane.

Asaga: 'No, Boss, Ancestor, my Spirit Sword-sama, you're a cat now, and you can't eat high-salt human things!! ’

Don't listen to or listen to shallow coffee chanting.

Qinghui was already shaking his little body, and he was about to jump to the dining table.

Light coffee: ...... Ahh Am I easy?!

Qinghui had just jumped onto the table.

The skin on the back of the neck was lifted.

Sang Li put down the chopsticks in his hand and carried the little milk cat into his arms.

Seeing her look at the food on the table intently.

Sang Li turned the little milk cat around, let her look at herself, the clear face came closer, and the corners of her lips hooked.

"Hungry?"