The little white cat in Murong Li's arms seemed to sense that something was wrong, and jumped out of Murong Li's arms, and then jumped to the wheel with half of the uneaten snack in his mouth, and skillfully hid himself behind Meow Seventeen.

Meow Seventeen turned around and rubbed the little white cat with his head, and looked at Murong Li with a vigilant expression, "It's impossible for my nineteenth brother to go with you, it's useless if you like him, my third uncle won't agree." ”

“……”

Murong Li stared at Meow Seventeen with a heavy gaze.

He was sure that the cat really couldn't speak.

It was as if he was a pervert who secretly abducted the little boy and eloped without telling the little boy's family......

Will she be able to speak properly?

Murong Li took several deep breaths with an expressionless face, and finally calmed himself down a bit.

Then he said coldly, "If you talk more, do you believe that I don't even want you to leave you together?" ”

Meow Seventeen suddenly exploded, and looked at him aggrievedly with the eyes of a tyrant.

This man has a really bad temper.

She knew that her nineteenth brother was indeed cute and cute, but it was precisely because the nineteenth brother was cute that everyone liked him.

Especially the third uncle, it hurts as if he is the root of his life.

She was right, the third uncle would never expel the nineteenth brother from the house and let him follow this prince.

Murong Li squinted slightly and sneered, "You're provoking me, huh?" ”

“……”

Meow Seventeen silently glanced back at the sea of cats over there.

There, the family is happily waiting to see her off, if she offends this prince now, she can't go with someone, then ...... How disappointed are the family?

So, she endured.

Meow Seventeen cowardly looked at Murong Li with big wet blue eyes, "I didn't provoke, I don't talk much, I'm obedient." ”

Murong Li glanced at Meow Seventeen's soft and cute appearance, and his face looked a little better.

He said coldly, "What about the luggage?" Hurry up, how long do you have to keep this king waiting for you? ”

Meow Seventeen turned into a six-year-old girl, jumped out of the carriage and picked up a small burden on the ground and hugged it to her chest, looking at him with a cute face, "That's it, excuse me, can I put it in your carriage?" ”

Murong has always had a strong sense of territory, the carriage is his private territory, didn't he see that he didn't even have a maid serving him in the carriage, how could he agree that Meow Seventeen, who he had just met, would put her things in his carriage?

He didn't want to refuse, "Put it in the back car." ”

Meow Seventeen blinked her big watery eyes, and her white and slender fingers gently poked the furoshiki, "However, the baggage contains my human identity document, as well as the demon clan's demon certificate, which is very important, I'm afraid of losing it." ”

Murong Li frowned.

Identity documents and demon certificates? This kind of thing can't be lost, once she loses it, won't he have to help her make it up?

Tsk, trouble.

He leaned forward slightly and held out his hand.

Meow Seventeen hurriedly handed him the burden, but she hesitated when the burden was two inches away from his fingers, "It's heavy—"

"Give it to me."

Murong Li frowned even more impatiently.

How much can it weigh?

Can a six-year-old doll weigh ten pounds?

Seeing him like this, Meow Seventeen had no choice but to hand the burden to his fingers.

He casually reached out to carry the furoshiki, and suddenly the expression on his face changed, and his fingers tightened sharply so that the burden did not fall straight down!

It's, it's really, really heavy!

This little burden must have at least fifty pounds!

Fingers are going to be broken, they're really going to be broken!