It's all an excuse for you to want to fight for no reason!!

Qinghui didn't hear it, and the black cat pupils lifted, faintly scribbling golden streamers inside, and his gaze fixed on the face of the person who was working on the documents.

Obviously, she came to do these tasks just to defeat Mingyue, but how do you feel that these tasks are going more and more deviated?

But forget it, if you can't accept it, you can fight, and if you beat it, you will always obey, and you can fight a few more times, and you can earn it.

But apart from this fight...... The goblins known as Mingyue fought before, and they were a little tired after the fight.

And it feels like she's unilaterally tired, which Lord Spirit Sword doesn't like very much.

Qinghui thought, staring motionlessly.

Sang Li noticed Qinghui's gaze and glanced up at her from inside the document.

I saw that she was holding a handful of leaves in her hand, and seeing that the potted plant was about to make her bald, her eyes were fixed.

The eyes are weird.

Sang Li's hand paused slightly, a little hesitant.

What's wrong?

I saw the little girl get up from the sofa.

The orange leaves in his hand were scattered all over the ground and rushed directly towards him.

It's like a little bomb.

This little girl always thinks of one out and one out of the other, and she doesn't know what she wants to do at this time.

But looking at the posture of her pounce, if he sat in his seat and waited for her to pounce, the chair might have overturned her.

The little girl is not big, and the destructive power is not small.

Looking at the leaves in that place and the potted plants that were bald young, Sang Li stood up thoughtfully.

Raise your hand and take the little bomb into your arms.

The body couldn't help but take a few steps back before he grabbed her waist.

Her chin pressed slightly against the top of her hair, a little bit of a desire to pick up the little bomb.

But in the end, he just pressed her waist, straightened her waist slightly, looked down, and watched her open her teeth and claws in her arms, and those little claws grabbed his shirt again.

She looked up from his bosom, and a pair of round cat's eyes looked at him like this, not as lazy as usual, but with a light that flashed golden light.

Although this little girl now controls the color of her cat ears and eyes very well, when she is excited, the cat ears occasionally pop up, and there is always a light golden light under her eyes.

I don't know what bad idea I'm thinking at first glance.

"It's too boring, I don't want to sleep, why don't we fight!"

The little girl's voice was sweet and crisp, lying in his arms, a little eager to try.

The proud and noble man pressed a little girl who was more than a head shorter than him in his arms, lowered his light brown eyes, and his expression looked a little subtle.

Are cats such a fight-loving creature?

This little girl is full of thoughts, how can she go out to eat and sleep, just fight?

He felt like he'd heard it many times.

And looking at the little girl's small arms and waist, even if the other party's destructive power is indeed quite strong, it can be called a husky among cats, but he definitely can't do it.

Two punches, it's nothing.

Seeing that he was silent, Qinghui raised his chin irritably.

The bright moon of this plane has more ink than the previous plane, and he fought with her after the last plane, and this plane just lay down and tossed it casually, which is not interesting.

In the end, the two pairs of eyes looked at each other for a long time, one smiled lightly, helplessly spoiled, the other irritable and dissatisfied, decadent and lazy.

In the end, Qinghui raised his hand irritably, took off the silver wire glasses on the bridge of his nose and threw them on the sofa next to him, grabbed his neck with one hand, and leaned upwards to bite his collarbone.