Looking at the meat on his small plate, Qianjia was a little suspicious.

She felt like she had given in quite a bit!

And Lord Qinghui, you have already nodded just now, don't pretend to her that you can't hear her!

So Qianjia stretched out his claws, meowed at Qinghui seriously, and hooked the corners of Qinghui's clothes with his small claws.

"Meow meow."

'Lord Qinghui, it's not right for you to bully your cute and weak kitten like this! ’

Lovely? Weak?

Qinghui lifted the corners of his lips, stuffed a piece of meat into his mouth, his eyes lit up slightly, and then glanced at the light coffee, "I can see that I am weak." ”

As for cuteness?

She wasn't like her sword master, and she screamed and threw herself up when she saw a plush.

Ao, it's not just plush, when she sees the cute children, she always looks like a strange aunt and has to go up.

She really suspected that Lord Spirit Sword couldn't be majestic, just because that guy with a bad taste who always had a straight face deliberately set it for Lord Spirit Sword, so she was very angry, very angry, quite angry.

Qinghui puffed out his cheeks angrily.

He chewed the meat again with indignation.

Okay.

It seems that it can't be won't be fought for.

She knew that snatching food from the mouths of her host adults was simply an impossible task.

I'm afraid that if she hadn't followed Qinghui for so many planes, she wouldn't have been able to share this mouthful.

I guess I'm really going to eat cat food by the head.

It's miserable to think about.

And what kind of tool rat did she use before, but there are no other benefits, but she also felt it, why eating can make Qinghui so obsessed.

Forget it, it's just a tool cat, be calm, be calm, it's not without benefits.

Thinking of this, the light coffee meowed again, lowered his head and went to eat the meat on the plate.

But fortunately, Qinghui is not so bad, he really let the light coffee eat cat food, and the picky one for the light coffee can be regarded as making a small meal, which can fill the stomach.

The shallow coffee ate satisfied, and then lay down to the side with a small body, looking at the plush appearance.

Qinghui looked a little tired, glanced at the huge window next to him, lazily gave birth to his waist, and lay down where he could get the sun, his small body curled up, and his eyes closed.

She had been basking in the sun on her phone before, and she had almost forgotten what it was like to actually bask in the sun.

The surroundings were warm, Qinghui's little body curled up, closed his eyes with satisfaction, and fell asleep groggyly, leaving Mingyue behind for the time being.

***

When it is settled and everything is packed up, it is already the next day, and it just so happens that today I am going to talk about cooperation with Gu Yuanche's company.

It will take some time for the wound on Qinghui's head to heal, and it is necessary to change the dressing regularly and treat it well to make the scar as shallow as possible.

So Qinghui still brought a black cap, slightly covered the wound on his head, and went out with a light coffee in his arms.

Because the light coffee is not an ordinary cat, even if he goes out, he is obedient, and he nests in Qinghui's arms without any reaction.

Listening to Qinghui's thoughts, after reading what he wanted to eat, he began to want to sleep and bask in the sun again, and then- began to feel itchy hands and wanted to fight.

Indeed, Qinghui has not fought for a long time.

As a spirit sword, I'm afraid it's going to be suffocated.

But it's still quite troublesome to fight here.