Slept...... What time is it......

Well, just let her be quiet.

Murong Yanxing put down his hand and did not continue to knock on the door.

I don't know if it's because of the cold wind, but the forehead and head began to ache violently again.

Bing Xiaoyi, First Army ......

His Yutian probably didn't know, and if he could, he really didn't want to have any contact with these names.

It's a pity that his medicine has locked him in the house alone.

Murong Yanxing didn't go back to the room, turned around and sat on the steps on the side, one leg bent and the other extended.

Meow~~

Suddenly, a soft and glutinous voice attracted Murong Yanxing's attention.

Meow~~~~~

Another bang.

In the military area, who raises the little milk cat......

Murong Yanxing walked in the direction of the sound, grabbing the little tail of the orange huáng sè with one hand, the little guy was burying his head, hiding his upper body and head in the corner, pouting his --- strands, revealing the little tail that swayed from side to side.

Meow, meow, meow!

The kitten was caught in the most vulnerable part of its body and screamed uncomfortably.

Murong Yan grabbed its neck and turned the little guy's body to face him.

The little milk cat has a pair of pure black big eyes, and looks at Murong Yanxing and the cat.

But soon, it seemed to react, knowing that it was being picked up, waving its little paws.

Murong Yan didn't pay attention to it, and he was caught on the back of his hand.

"The kitten's paws are quite powerful, dare to scratch me! Apologize! Murong Yanxing frowned, pinched the kitten's head and shook it twice, which was considered a punishment for it.

"Woohoo, woohoo!" As if to show the misery of being bullied, the kitten's meow is even more poignant.

Mu Yutian showed her face from the quilt and blinked her eyes wide.

Said to sleep...... He's gone......

Sighing, Mu Yutian complained about his lack of interest, and it didn't take a while, and in his heart, it was like seeing Murong Yan punished.

Suddenly, a terrible kitten barked outside the door.

What's going on?

Mu Yutian raised her eyebrows slightly, got off the bed, sat on the stool on the side, thought about it, and opened the door.

So, the situation in front of me seems to be a little weird.

The dignified Third Army, Lord Jun1 zhǎng, crouched in front of her door, was fighting with a trumpeted orange cat.

"What are you doing, bullying the small with the big! It's so cute. Mu Yutian walked to Murong Yanxing's side, saw the kitten being carried by him, and hurriedly reached out to pick it up, "The kitten can't be carried on the back of the neck like this, it will be hurt!" ”

"It's very fierce, he arrested me just now, and I don't know how to apologize." Murong Yan pursed his lips and stood up from a squatting position.

"You're so bored! Let the cat apologize to you. Mu Yutian couldn't help laughing when she heard Murong Yan's words, turned around, and wanted to go back to the room with the kitten in her arms.

Murong Yanxing naturally followed.

Who knew that the little guy who was said to be fierce just now stayed in Mu Yutian's arms obediently, and stretched out his little tongue to lick Mu Yutian's face, as if he thought it tasted good, licked and licked.

Murong Yanxing directly reached out and knocked the cat's head: "This is where you can lick it?" ”

"Don't bully him!" Mu Yutian blocked Murong Yan's hand.

"Not angry?" Murong Yanxing bent down slightly and leaned over to see Mu Yutian's little face.

"I'm not mad at you." Mu Yutian sat on the edge of the bed, playing with the little orange cat in her hand, "I'm angry with myself." ”