Chapter 397: You Died of Cuteness, Are You Responsible for the Funeral?

She saw that he only looked at her with a smile, but did not move, so she slapped and lay on his lap and began to splash and roll, rolling around and humming softly, "Hurry up, hurry up, Brother Ah Li, give it to me!" We can't be untrustworthy people, you have promised, hurry up and give it to me, otherwise I won't like you in the future-"

Murong Li was stunned by this miraculous operation.

When did his seventeenth family light up the skills of sprinkling and rolling?

But......

If an adult is lying on the ground and splashing and rolling, it must be ugly and ugly, but such a snow-white kitten is lying on his lap and rolling softly, and he secretly looks at you with wet blue eyes, which is a cute thing that makes people's hearts tremble.

His heart was soft, and his slender fingers tapped her pink little nose, and said dotingly, "It's really amazing, how long has it been since I left your Qingfeng Mountain, and I can't learn how to do it." After half a month, will you be able to even cry, make trouble, and hang yourself without a teacher, huh? ”

Meow Seventeen grabbed his fingers with her little paws, preventing him from tapping his nose.

She blinked her eyes lightly and hummed softly, "It won't take half a month, if you don't give me the note, I can show you a cry, two troubles and three hangings now!" ”

He had already reluctantly raised his hand to touch the note hidden in his sleeve, but when he heard her soft threat, his fingers suddenly stopped.

This cat is so cute when she rolls, can she deduce a different kind of cuteness when she cries, makes trouble, and hangs herself?

Thinking so, he silently put down his raised hand.

He said firmly, "No." ”

Meow Seventeen was stunned, "Wow, you really want to force me to perform a cry, make trouble, and hang you, don't you?" ”

After she finished speaking, she directly stretched out her paw and touched his waist.

While stretching out his claws, he said, "Okay, I'll show you, I'll definitely make you regret it!" ”

"Waitβ€”"

Murong Li pressed the two messy little claws around his waist, "What are you pulling my belt for?" ”

Meow Seventeen looked up at him and smiled smugly, "Hang yourself with your belt!" ”

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Murong Li raised his hand to support his forehead.

Very good, very thoughtful, how can you do that?

The seventeenth thief happily pointed his paw to the roof of the carriage, "I'll untie your belt later, hang it on the roof of the carriage, tie it in a knot, jump up and put your neck in it." ”

When she thought of that image, she thought it was funny, and even those blue eyes began to glow.

"I put my neck in and let you hang myself with my eyes open, my tongue is going to be so long-"

As she spoke, she stuck out her little tongue and desperately compared the length of her tongue when she died.

She swallowed her tongue and smug at him, "Hmph, if I die in front of you like this, I will haunt you when I become a ghost." When the time comes, when you eat, I will pull an upper hanging rope and sway in front of you, and when you sleep, I will also pull the upper hanging rope and sway in your bed, and I will float in front of you when you walk, and I will let you never get rid of me for the rest of your lifeβ€”β€”"

Murong Li looked at this cat who loved to play and couldn't help laughing.

He pressed his finger to his brow, and his muffled laughter filled the entire carriage.

Oh my God, why is his seventeen so lively and cute?

He couldn't help but pick her up, put his forehead against her cat's head, and said with a smile, "Seventeen, if Brother Ah Li is killed by you, will you be responsible for burying and accompanying the funeral, huh?" ”