Qinghui didn't care where his wolf paws went.

Feeling the temperature in the other party's arms, he yawned again a little lazily.

The small body pushed forward.

Pushed people into the living room.

The living room just turned on a small warm lamp.

All kinds of cat climbing frames, cat kennels, and cat scratching boards around are sprinkled with a layer of warm orange light.

Before Sang Li went to bed, the little milk cat finally scratched the tattered cardboard box, dismantled it into several pieces, and piled it up in the living room.

Mess.

Sang Li's eyes glanced over there, his eyebrows moved slightly, and finally he didn't speak, watching the little girl let go directly, and walked to the sofa in three or two steps to sit.

She wore his new shirt and shorts.

The shirt was long, almost down to the knees, and the black shorts, almost down to the calves, looked a little funny in this little girl's outfit.

The top button of the neckline is also buttoned a little away from the collarbone.

The little girl's white shoulders were exposed, and her small and delicate collarbones were extremely natural on the sofa hugging her knees, shrunk into a ball, and her little head was so slightly tilted up, blinking at him with big eyes.

Obviously, when I was a cat, I was a little black cat that couldn't be found, but when I became like this, my skin was white and glowing.

The little beauty with black hair and golden eyes shrunk in the corner of the sofa, tilting her little head to look at him, the pair of soft kitten ears were almost so soft that people's hearts were about to melt.

Sang Li's light brown eyes were a lot cloudier in an instant.

When he was a cat, he didn't feel too much, but he was also a little surprised that a person with such a cold feeling would like a little milk cat so much.

It can be said that it is really spoiled by the sky, causing every time Lou Wanli sees Qinghui's eyes, something is not quite right.

But this feeling ...... It's not bad, he loves the feeling of having this little guy by his side.

That's why it's so indulgent.

Let his territory gradually invade such a small soft little guy, and do nonsense everywhere.

And now, that mood seems to be a little off.

"What else are you doing there?"

No fighting, no letting her sleep with him, she came to sleep in the living room, and he was still standing there staring at her.

Provocation?!

Seeing the little girl's little ears tremble, and then drooped again.

It seems that he is still sulking, and he is very short-tempered.

The jet-black hair fell behind him, and the two little ears drooped, like a kitten that had been abandoned.

It makes people want to raise their hands and touch her little head, to soothe and soothe the ears of the kitten who doesn't look very happy.

"Go to the bedroom."

He finally pulled his collar again.

Walk directly to the little girl.

opened his hand, with a look of wanting Qinghui to hug him.

Qinghui tilted his head.

The big golden eyes are lazy and unfocused.

I don't know what he wants to do.

Didn't you let her go to the bedroom?

"Don't you want to sleep in the bedroom?" His voice was low.

Tell me that you see such a little girl, you are willing to let people sleep in the living room, don't you just want to sleep in the bedroom.

Sleep.

The stove came to the door, how could there be no reason not to, Qinghui did not hesitate at all, and reached out to hug his waist first.

Feeling the warmth, Qinghui let out a low milk sound from his throat in satisfaction.

Then he got up from the sofa and looked up at the person who was leading her to the bedroom, muttering in his heart.

This guy is really capricious and weird.