An Ning looked at the little rose, the "king" on his head, and frowned slightly.

I took the paintbrush, dipped it in paint, and held it in my arms, moving my wrist slightly, and adding a few strokes.

Little Rose was motionless and extremely cooperative. Raising his head, he looked at the peace cutely.

Draw quickly, and draw me a little more majestic. I want to be majestic, I want to be domineering!

Cute or something, it's too inconsistent with my wild heart.

Little Rose rubbed her hands and looked at her expectantly.

After a few moments, An Ning stopped writing. Put the little rose in front of the mirror and look at it with a smile.

In the mirror, the white cat is like snow, the eyes are blue and deep, the ears are slightly folded, and there is a shallow seal on the head.

The gradient color, from white to black, from the inside to the outside, is like a natural texture.

The little rose added a little more brilliance, a little strange, a little smart......

Little Rose looked at herself curiously, stretched out her claws, and touched her forehead.

The white cat in the mirror also touched his forehead.

The little rose to the left, it also to the left; The little rose to the right, it also to the right......

Little Rose fell to the ground at once, arched up, her mouth purring, and looked at it vigilantly......

The hair on the back stands up, the body is straight, and the tail is raised high.

Where is it sacred, there is the posture of my immortals!

An Ning covered her mouth, leaning back and laughing, tears of laughter in the corners of her eyes.

Lovely! It's so cute!

The clever little rose didn't look at it for long. Instead, he dragged the mirror neatly and ran to the window.

What is it going to do? Tranquility did not stop.

The window was open with a crack, and Little Rose put the mirror in front of the window and arched her head hard!

Smack! The mirror fell out of the window!

An Ning was stunned, quickly got out of bed, and walked over against the wall. Fortunately, the mirror was just hanging from the tree, stuck in the dense leaves.

If you fall down, you will be in trouble. The most important feeling is, don't smash people.

An Ning was a little angry and looked at Little Rose. found that its head seemed to be stuck......

The gap in the window was a little small, and Little Rose's head was cleverly stuck in her neck.

is pulling his limbs, struggling left and right, struggling.

A frightened cry came from his mouth: "Meow! "Thin and sharp, the tail trembling.

An Ning was angry and laughing, stretched out her hand, and pushed the window open with force, and the little rose was relieved.

After the catastrophe, he looked at the window for the rest of his life, as if he was looking at some kind of flood beast.

Damn! It's scary!

A handful of them got into An Ning's arms, their hairy heads arched slightly, skillfully coquettish.

He made a soft voice and rubbed it flatteringly. The grace of saving my life was beyond repayment, so I had to promise it with my body~

"Meow~"

Tighten the golden thighs!

Have a good relationship with the fairy lady!

This is the experience of the ancestor of the cat, who has worked hard for many years! It will be passed on to future generations!