"Don't poke, Brother Ah Li is afraid of itching."

He held her little hand, lowered his head and stared at her gently, obviously saying that no one was allowed to poke it, but both his tone and eyes were filled with a sense of indulgence and pampering.

So, Meow Seventeen poked him twice more in the waist under his conniving eyes, tilting his head while poking his head and watching his reaction sweetly.

He reluctantly turned around and dodged, trying not to laugh.

It's really itchy, and it's hard to endure.

Meow Seventeen saw that he was holding back, and withdrew his hand with a smile.

She put her little hands behind her back and said with an innocent face, "I'll just try to see if you're lying to me, or if you're really afraid of itching." ”

He smiled dotingly and asked, "Did I lie to you?" ”

She shook her head, "No, Brother Ah Li is really afraid of itching." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, her eyes rolled slightly, and she said slyly, "I heard that men who are afraid of itching are afraid of their daughters-in-law, have you heard of Brother Ah Li?" Is this true? ”

He didn't expect her to ask like this, and was slightly stunned.

Immediately, his slender fingers gently fell on the tip of her nose, nodded gently, and said with a low laugh, "Brother Ah Li has never heard of it, but Brother Ah Li can tell you Brother Ah Li's personal experience - that's right, people who are afraid of itching are afraid of their daughter-in-law, and Brother Ah Li is very afraid of his daughter-in-law." ”

“…… Ahem. ”

“…… That's enough, you two. ”

As soon as Murong Li's words fell, two voices sounded behind him.

The old lady pretended to cough with a smile on her face, and Miao Erlang clenched her fingers with a dark face as she spoke, suppressing the urge to rush up and tear apart the two people who were stuck together.

It's all demons here, and their ears are good, so can't they really hear what the two are whispering?

While thinking indignantly, he looked at Murong Li's fingers on Meow Seventeen's waist, and his face was very ugly!

Let go! Seventeen is only eleven years old, Murong is away from you, a scumbag, a fowl!

Only then did Murong Li and Meow Seventeen stop whispering and turned to face the two "elders" and "elder brothers".

Murong Li's face was very calm, he felt that he had already made up his mind with Xiao Seventeen, and it was normal to whisper a little and behave intimately, he didn't take advantage of his daughter-in-law, did he take advantage of outsiders?

Meow Seventeen was a little embarrassed.

Although she is a cat who has read all the little books in the world, Qingqing and I, who got carried away in front of Murong Li's elders, were reminded by others' coughs, which made her a little embarrassed.

She knew who the person in front of her was, walked out from behind Murong Li, and called out obediently, "Auntie." ”

The old lady's heart melted when she heard it!

This sweet and glutinous little cute voice!

This shameful and well-behaved pretty little Lori!

This is like a golden boy and a girl, standing with Xiao Ali, a perfect match for the dazzling picture!

The old lady who had never enjoyed her granddaughter's filial piety couldn't help beckoning again and again, "Good, good, come and let my aunt and grandmother take a look, my aunt hasn't carefully seen your appearance in human form!" ”

When Meow Seventeen heard this, she raised her head and secretly glanced at the old lady.

As a cat demon with psychic eyes, she can feel the kindness and malice of others towards her the most.

After a closer look, she felt a steady stream of likes and kindness emanating from the old lady, and she pursed her lips.

This old lady really likes her, and she is not pretending to coax people.

She happily walked over to the old lady, and said it as if she was obedient and didn't want money, so that the old man could be happy.