Jumping down from the window proudly, holding her head high, she saw Chu Ling sitting on the bed looking at her.

Tail...... Hung down.

Head also ...... Lowered.

This reminded her of a long time ago, when she first saw Chu Ling, she fell directly from the wall.

Fortunately, fortunately, Chu Ling didn't know that she was this disgraced cat.

But she disappeared suddenly, Chu Ling will be in a hurry, right?

Jiang Juan planned to think of a way to reveal to Chu Ling the information that he was safe.

However, half a day passed, Chu Ling didn't think of his appearance at all, and he didn't even think about looking for him.

Now the ginger roll wondered.

In the past, when she was just a little palace maid delivering food, at that time she turned into a cat and disappeared, and Chu Ling asked people to look for her.

It doesn't make sense that she has become a personal palace maid now, but her status is still low?

Could it be that Chu Ling already knew that he was a cat?

No.

This kind of thing should be a very magical and mysterious thing for people in this era, and the two can't be connected at all, when she disappeared, Chu Ling didn't realize that the cat next to her was her, and there was no reason to become a cat again, and he suddenly knew.

And if you knew, you wouldn't have to pretend to be in front of yourself.

Jiang Juan felt that his little head was completely insufficient, and he couldn't figure it out.

The kitten is particularly melancholy, and it doesn't make a fuss during the day, just in a daze in the corner.

Chu Ling's eyes occasionally swept over her, and saw that she was very decadent, and the corners of her lips quietly curved.

Until the evening, the ginger roll couldn't hold back.

Chu Ling sat at the table, there was a lamp on it, the young man's sleeves were rolled up, and a layer of warm light was shrouded in his fair skin, he drooped his eyelashes, pinched the pen and concentrated on painting.

Jiang Juan jumped on his lap, and he was not dissatisfied, and his free left hand smoothed Jiang Juan's hair.

Ginger Roll jumped from his lap to the table again, standing right on top of the painting.

Look at him with cat eyes, hoping he will remember something.

The other party put down the brush and stared at her as well.

After a long time, Ginger Roll gave up.

He didn't even think about what he meant.

I got up, and just as I was about to leave, I was caught.

The ginger roll fluttered twice, and he didn't bother to toss.

Lying on Chu Ling's body.

Chu Ling's hand grabbed her tail.

This place is very sensitive, as soon as he grabbed it, Jiang Juan felt that there was an electric current sweeping through his body from his tail, and he subconsciously moved his tail, but he heard the young man's clean and warm voice: "Don't move." ”

What's wrong?

Did she have a broken tail?

Not really.

It was not broken, Chu Ling pulled her tail to the front and gave her a look.

The snow-white tail is stained with ink.

Looking at the painting on the table again, there is a place that has become blurred, and there are many black marks around it.

It seems to have been swept out of her tail.

When I was standing on the painting just now, my tail involuntarily landed on the painting and moved.

Then he was caught by Chu Ling to wipe his tail, and Jiang Juan's brain was blank during the whole process.

Someone in the barrage kindly reminded: "Crispy rolls can bring your own clothes over, Your Highness will definitely be able to remember." ”

"In favor of the front, preferably some kind of belly pocket or something."

"You people, don't think I don't know what you're thinking, don't be fooled (with a righteous face)."

It seems like......

That's a good idea.

After Chu Ling dried her tail, the kitten ran away.

Chu Ling wrung out the white cloth and waited for her to come back.