Chapter 17 Is This Human Being Eating Papa?

Although she held back her temper, Wen Xiaoai still couldn't help waving her two little paws at Bai Yi.

A big hand covered her small head and rubbed it gently, as if to comfort her.

Wen Xiaoai turned back, raised her little head, and called out to Jun Moyan, as if to say: Take care of your subordinates, or the princess will beat someone.

It's obviously an emotional cry, but this little milk sound just makes people feel bad-tempered.

This angry expression, coupled with those big dark blue eyes, made Jun Moyan couldn't help but curl his lips.

Quite grumpy.

However, it was such a shallow smile that allowed Bai Yi to reproduce the expression of hell again.

Three, the third young master just... laughed?

God, there are so many strange things happening tonight...

If Bai Yi knew that Jun Moyan had not only smiled at the cat, but more than once, he would have gone to the mage right away to see if the third young master of their family was bewitched.

Seeing that Bai Yi was still standing still, Jun Moyan's eyes gradually changed, and his expression suddenly became serious. He was very displeased with Bai Yi's bluffing and losing his composure tonight.

"Not yet!"

"Yes."

Seeing that Jun Moyan seemed about to get angry, Bai Yi immediately shook off the messy things in his head, stood upright in awe, and immediately changed his appearance.

Compared with those ghosts, he was still more afraid of the man in front of him.

After all, those are just little ghosts, and the man in front of him is even more terrifying than Hades.

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Lobby.

One person and one cat just stared at each other like this, while the three people beside them just watched helplessly, the atmosphere... was indescribably awkward.

Wen Xiaoai thought: Has this human being never seen a cat?

Still haven't seen her such a beautiful, cute cat?

As for such a damn expression?

The drunkard sat on the sofa, staring at a pair of beautiful picky eyes, looking at the little milk cat with a lot of blood on the table, he wondered if he was really drunk and had hallucinations.

He raised his hand to wipe his eyes, and opened them again.

"You...are you alive?"

It's good that the drunkard didn't talk, with his mouth open, the tangy smell of alcohol almost made Wen Xiaoai faint.

Hey, did this human being eat poop?

"Ouch~" Wen Xiaoai couldn't hold back.

She had lost too much blood and was dizzy, but after being smoked like this, she really wanted to vomit.

Tsing Yi covered his face and couldn't bear to look at this scene directly: This dead alcoholic must have drunk again while he was washing his clothes.

The teeth are white brushed, and the mouth is white rinsed.

Wen Xiaoai stuck out her little tongue and retched twice, tears came out.

"Stay away from it." Jun Moyan frowned and said in a cold voice.

The drunkard glanced at him: "Are you nervous?"

"..." Jun Moyan didn't bother to answer such a boring question.

"Really or fake? Not so much, don't you dislike these hair-shedding and annoying things? Are you bewitched?"

Um? Does he hate shedding and annoying things?

Wen Xiaoai looked at Jun Moyan with foggy eyes, as if asking: Is what this person said true?

Jun Moyan met these big dark blue eyes. At this moment, these eyes like stars and the sea were covered with a layer of mist. Although he knew that the tears were only shed because he had retched just now, it made Jun Moyan feel sad. Slightly uncomfortable.

I always feel that it was hurt by the words of the drunkard.

The corners of his mouth moved slightly, and a "no" stuck in his throat, but he finally said it out.

He looked away, avoiding meeting those blue eyes.

It's kind of funny that I just wanted to explain the idea of ​​comforting a cat.

"Hurry up and check it." Jun Moyan came back to his senses, and said to the alcoholic who had been staring at him.