Chapter 242: The Cold Immortal Venerable Is Crazy (7)

After being brought back by Shen Yun.

The little milk cat squatted there, with its white tail circling its short legs, its pair of blue eyes looked and looked, and occasionally glanced at the beauty lying on the opposite side.

Shen Yun closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Being stared at like this, he really couldn't sleep.

Opening his long and narrow eyes, his eyelashes half-closed, he blinked slowly, he looked at Fu Yue casually, then raised his hand and threw a ball over, "Go and play by yourself, don't bother me."

A ball was thrown in front of him.

"..."

The corners of Fu Yue's eyes twitched, and she ground her teeth: This idiot insulted her again!

She decided not to be as knowledgeable as Jun Heng, walked slowly in front of the beauty, shook the tip of her tail, and asked, "What's your name?"

Shen Yun opened his eyelids.

There was a bit of coldness between the eyebrows, and the thin and crimson lips parted, "My name is Shen Yun."

The little milk cat nodded its head, then dexterously jumped up next to Shen Yun, stretched out its white paws, and poked the hand of the person in front of it.

"My name is Fu Yuemiao."

It is rare for Fu Yue to take the initiative to show his favor.

The half-lying beauty raised her eyebrows thoughtfully, "That's a good name."

He raised his eyes and glanced at the little milk cat next to him, and saw that the little group was squatting there, and suddenly his hands were cheap.

Stretch out jade-like slender fingers.

He poked at the snow-white dumpling in front of him.

The little milk cat fell headlong, staring at gold stars.

"..."

Damn, this damn Shen Yun!

Shen Yun couldn't help laughing, his cool eyebrows revealed a bit of vitality and charm.

"Fun."

Fu Yue couldn't help showing her paws and baring her small fangs: "It's funny, your grandma has a leg!"

The other party glanced over indifferently.

Fu Yue: "..."

Silently retracted the paw.

The cat was under the eaves and had to bow its head.

She bears it!

After a while, the little milk cat stretched out its paws, pushed the ball aside, and pushed it back again, enjoying itself.

It may be the habit of felines.

Shen Yun took a scroll and glanced at it for a while, with an indifferent and listless expression.

"I remember that the Cloud Swallowing Beast when it was a baby can be transformed into a human form. Come on, let me see."

This is very similar to saying, "Come on, beauty, give me a smile."

Fu Yue's forehead twitched, but she still shook her head honestly, "Without Transformation Pill, I can't change."

Shen Yun sneered.

"What is this seat...take it."

As he spoke, he flicked his cloud sleeve, and a white jade porcelain vase appeared in front of Fu Yue.

The little milk cat's eyes lit up, and it jumped forward a step, hugged the white jade porcelain bottle with its two paws, bit off the stopper with its small fangs, poured out a pill, and ate it with crunchy bites.

But for a while.

Fu Yue turned into a four or five-year-old doll, and she sat down on the ground.

She was wearing a small white shirt, with delicate baby cheeks, and the most beautiful pair of blue eyes, blue intoxicating, blinking occasionally.

A little beauty with black hair and blue eyes.

Cute and cute.

Shen Yun glanced at her indifferently, then paused for a moment, then looked back calmly.

It looks pretty, and a little silly.

This was Shen Yun's first reaction.

Then, in his slightly dazed eyes.

The little baby rushed over straight, hugged his neck, pursed her bright red lips, and kissed the beauty's fair cheek.

Ruan Ruan Nuo Nuo said: "Thank you."

As she said that, she even rubbed Shen Yun's cheek affectionately.

Shen Yun blinked.

He froze for a moment, then gradually pursed his crimson lips.

Almost instantly.

Fu Yue's little doll was thrown out of the hall.

"..."

TMD, this dead straight man.

Shen Yun, who was left alone in the hall, raised her snow-white fingertips and touched the place where Fu Yue had just kissed.

In the delicate amber eyes, a trace of doubt gradually floated up, even a little dazed.

what is that?

A way to express intimacy and gratitude between monsters?

... very strange.

After the fourth shift, good evening, see you in the early morning, please recommend a wave of tickets