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Coming out of Moto's tent, Bai Xiaochang couldn't help but hold his forehead.

Not only did she not get the weapon this time, but she posted a lot of it herself.

Moto was like someone who had never seen meat in her life, eager to snatch all the weapons in her space.

Then Moto didn't even know that Bai Xiaochang was leaving, and he was alone in the tent holding a weapon and studying obsessively.

How can there be such a cat demon.

Bai Xiaochang sighed again, returned to his residence, that is, the place where he put his bed, and prepared to take a nap and rest.

only to find that the bed was surrounded by cat demons.

Finally getting into the encirclement, she found that she had a sleeping cat demon on her bed.

Xiao Mo.

By the way, she said she wanted to try her own bed.

But...... Can...... Don't leave saliva and cat hair on her bed too?

In the middle of the night, when the cat demon passed by Moto's "beautiful atmosphere" tent, he could hear strange laughter coming from inside from time to time.

The cat demon who got up at night was startled, and walked away with a quick pace.

Early the next morning, Bai Xiaochang yawned and followed the patrol.

After taking a nap yesterday, she came to the patrol and reported to work this morning.

The patrol is really boring, and if you go to the edge of the remote tribe early, you can't even see a mouse, and you can't pull Uncle Bamboo Jian out to chat.

Oh no, the problem with the communication mission.

When she was bored, she could only step on the dead leaves on the ground and kick the stones on the side of the road.

Only by touching her soft tail can she be slightly comforted.

After a few days, Bai Xiaochang thought that she could get at least a little bit of information about the mission target, but reality slapped her hard.

There was no news, and Zhu Jian did not feel the existence of the old cat demon.

Bai Xiaochang returned to his simple tent sickly, threw himself on the soft bed, and rolled over with his pillow.

The tent was set up for her by several girls in the clan, and as a reward, they could sleep on Bai Xiaochang's bed for a while.

After feeling the softness of the big bed, the girls always came to play with her.

Various reasons.

What to peel fruit, exchange experience in catching fish, and talk about which male in the clan has the most beautiful tail, which makes the cat the most excited.

Bai Xiaochang was expressionless throughout the whole process, only nodding or shaking his head, which can be said to be indifferent to the extreme.

But it still can't stop the enthusiasm of the cat demon girl.

Well, the love of beds.

Bai Xiaochang rolled around the bed twice, and was just about to secretly call the bamboo slip out when someone outside called her.

Her hands shook in fright, and she almost buried herself with a pillow.

She is really afraid of those girls now, can she pretend to be sick and refuse visitors?

The voice outside sounded again: "Are you there, little white cat?" ”

Hey, it's the boys, not the girls.

Bai Xiaochang stroked his chest that was beating violently, and tidied up his clothes and got out of bed.

Standing outside was Moto, who hadn't been seen in days.

He hadn't been seen since he snatched a bunch of weapons from her that day.

But I heard that he was also a house cat before, and she didn't have any special opinions.

As soon as Moto saw Bai Xiaochang, his eyes lit up, as if he had seen a weapon that day.

Bai Xiaochang's heart tightened, and his tail stopped shaking.

She asked, "Is there something wrong?" ”

Moto blushed, and it took a long time to hold back a sentence: "Little white cat, I like you, can you be my spouse?" ”

This sentence can be said to be earth-shattering, and she thought he was here to grab weapons.

I didn't expect it to be a more terrible thing than grabbing a weapon.

Vindicate!

Bai Xiaochang was so frightened that he hugged his tail.

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