99：“......”

He was still thinking in his heart, when did his host encounter this kind of thing so calmly.

It turned out that they were all pretended.

Well, it's good to get used to it next time.

For several days in a row, the ginger roll did not turn into a cat again.

Very diligently running around the kitchen and Chu Ling.

I thought that the frequency of turning into cats would decrease after that, but it turned out to be ......

Another night to turn into a cat.

Jiang Juan didn't dare to stay in his room, for fear of being discovered, so he had to touch Chu Ling's courtyard with ease.

Sitting at the door, raising his paws, gently scratching the door, again and again, very regular.

In the middle of the night, the door opened.

Chu Ling looked at the kitten on the ground, the kitten looked up, her amber eyes were watery, and she seemed to be a little aggrieved.

Chu Ling didn't bring her in at the first time, but asked her, "Why are you here again?" ”

The kitten meowed, and her voice was soft and glutinous.

Chu Ling's heart moved, picked up the kitten, and closed the door.

The room where Chu Ling slept was really cold, it was fine during the day, but at night, even if it was covered with a quilt, it was not very able to bear it.

I don't know if it's because I want to do the whole show, Chu Ling can make do with it like this.

The ginger roll has hair on its body and does not feel cold.

Sitting on the futon, the cat's eyes looked at Chu Ling, who was lying flat and asleep, sleeping in a clean and beautiful position.

There is a kind of cold called ginger rolls, and I feel that His Highness is cold.

So she approached and gently patted Chu Ling's quilt with her paws.

Chu Ling felt it, but deliberately didn't open his eyes, not planning to pay attention to this noisy kitten.

However, Jiang Juan was very patient, Chu Ling ignored her, and she kept patting with her paws for a while.

Soon, Chu Ling finally couldn't hold back, his eyelashes moved slightly, and he opened his eyes.

His eyes were moist, like a lake, and he was angry and good-looking.

"I'll throw you out if I make any more trouble."

Sure enough, it was still Chu Ling's gentleness during the day.

But this kind of Chu Ling is more real.

A sixteen-year-old boy should be like this, happy and angry on his face.

During this time, Jiang Juan mixed well with those palace maids, and also knew some things about Chu Ling.

Some palace maids had seen Chu Ling before, and Chu Ling was still the prince at that time, and he rarely had a smile on his face, because he was the prince, and his words and deeds would be watched, and he couldn't make any mistakes.

It doesn't matter whether he is happy or not, the important thing is that when he is born as a prince, he should show the calmness of a prince.

Thinking of this, Jiang Juan stretched out his paw and touched Chu Ling's face, as if to comfort him.

Chu Ling was stunned for a moment, and became even more angry, he gritted his teeth, lowered his voice and said, "I really threw you out!" ”

The kitten was thick-skinned, and when he reached Chu Ling's neck, he lay down next to his neck.

The temperature on her body was very high, next to him, very warm.

I don't know if it was because of this warmth that made him reluctant, and he still didn't throw the cat out after all.

Chu Ling held the ginger roll in one hand and stuffed the ginger roll into the quilt.

There was no temperature in the quilt, and Chu Ling had slept for so long, but his body had not warmed up.

Chu Ling gently put one hand on her body, and the original lying flat became lying on her side.

The beautiful face was in front of her eyes, as if if further on, he could touch his crimson lips, Chu Ling's eyes met her, rare gentleness, stretched out his hand, touched the cat's face, he closed his eyes, and said:

"Sleep, don't make a fuss.".

Jiang Juan blinked, closed his eyes and fell asleep.