It turns out that Nanmao king also wants to sleep. Is she going back to the cemetery?

So Tang an said, "don't go back to the cemetery tonight. Just rest at my house."

Tang an doesn't think there's anything wrong. After all, Nanmao is just a little girl. Even the king of Nanmao is just a little girl who has just begun to develop. It's nothing to stay at home for one night.

"I don't intend to leave. I can't dominate the black tiger forward if I'm too far away." Nanmao looked around and frowned. "Your family is very broken, but for more important things, I decided to sacrifice myself and grievance."

"My house is broken?" Tang an is not happy. Nanmao says he can do whatever he wants, but he doesn't want to be broken about the house he and his mother have run for many years. "As the saying goes, the golden and silver nest is not as good as his own dog's nest. What's more, the furniture in my house is made of wood with exquisite materials, which may not be as good as the palace you live in, but it's definitely not broken."

"Yes, this is the kennel." Nanmao thought for a moment and said.

Tang an opened her mouth and thought about her special identity. The word "kennel" was really hard to refute, so she had to say, "it's better than sleeping in the cemetery."

"I don't sleep when I'm in the cemetery." Nanmao proudly retorts Tang an, so that he can't beat himself.

Tang an was stunned. Maybe Nanmao has a special ability or talent to stay awake, but thinking about a teenage girl staying in the cemetery, frightened and alert to the strange world, Tang an couldn't help but have a lot of pity, so she stopped worrying about anything with her and whatever she said. I hope she can at least fall asleep safely tonight.

"You sleep well. This is general Jinya's mansion. I will protect you!" Tang an patted his chest and said.

Nanmao looked at Tang an and blushed a little, so he turned around and hummed, "you are so weak, how can you protect me? You haven't even learned to be crazy!"

"Protection has nothing to do with strength, it has nothing to do with determination. What's more, although I won't become crazy, I can become a dog. If I become a dog, my combat strength will always be greatly improved? Even if I can't defeat the enemy, I can wake you up in time." Tang an doesn't want to be underestimated, and he doesn't think there are any enemies.

Nanmao looked at Tang an again, looked at his determined look, so he stood up, touched Tang an's head and went to the window.

"Why touch my head?" Tang an said angrily. There is a saying that women don't touch their feet and men don't touch their heads. Moreover, because of their race, Tang an thought of a sentence: touch your dog's head.

Instead of answering him, Nanmao hung a kitten on the window.

"Its name is black tiger general, which is an artifact to guard the palace!" Nanmao said, pointing to the kitten pendant.

Artifact? Something with this name must be very powerful. Tang an hurriedly came over to see that it was a palm sized kitten pendant, hairy, with black and white eyes. He didn't feel very powerful at all. Tang an even thought he had seen such a doll in the doll machine.

"Why doesn't it shine?" Tang an asked with a smile.

"Why does it shine?" Nanmao didn't understand.

"The artifacts in the game are all glittering." Tang an was joking. Although the kitten pendant looks not powerful at all, if Nanmao hangs it here, it will not be just a lovely pendant.

Nanmao gave him a white look. Ignoring this boring joke, he came to Tang an's room upstairs and waved his skirt. There was a large round cocoon like light ball in the center of Tang an's room.

Nanmao stood under the big light ball, and a more dazzling light shot from below the light ball, covering Nanmao. Tang an blinked stimulated by the strong light, and then Nanmao disappeared.

Tang an observed the light ball and thought that Nanmao must have entered the light ball. Is she sleeping in it?

Although he has seen the magic of Nanmao several times, it seems that Nanmao's magic is emerging one after another. Tang an still feels very novel. He looks at the light ball and wants to touch it. He also thinks that this thing may have some self-protection ability. What if he touches it rashly and shoots several lasers to barbecue himself?

Think about it or forget it. Tang an took out his mobile phone and took a picture of the magical scene. Forget it, but he couldn't take it to send a microblog. Tang an carefully deleted the picture.

At this time, the light ball in the air disappeared, and the big white cat jumped down from the air and lay on Tang an's bed.

When she was sleeping, Tang an touched her chin and watched. After Nanmao became a cat, she lay motionless in the middle of his bed. Tang an looked around and found that the cat's eyes were closed. She seemed to fall asleep.

But she slept in the middle of the bed. Although Tang an's bed was wide, there was no room left for him... If Nanmao looked like a little girl, even though she was a little girl, Tang an would feel that it was not suitable to sleep in the same bed with her in cool clothes in summer, but it should be no problem to become a cat... Tang an was going to wait for the big white cat to really fall asleep, Just go to sleep... He really doesn't feel the need to monitor sang Mengmeng all night.

Forget it, when the big white cat really fell asleep, he moved her away to sleep. Tang an thought so. He went to the downstairs living room, watched the TV and yawned. Sang Mengmeng is undoubtedly a great beauty, but he can't really peek at her all night.

On the screen, sang Mengmeng has climbed into bed without Nanmao's command. The black tiger striker's eyes just locked on Sang Mengmeng and did not continue to zoom in to watch sang Mengmeng, which makes Tang an feel much less pressure. After all, such a beautiful woman wearing a nightgown and zooming in on the sexy parts of her body will still make people feel more hot and dry, It's no use drinking herbal tea in summer.

Tang an didn't think it was necessary to monitor sang Mengmeng, but sat here with nothing to do. Sang Mengmeng got into bed, played with her mobile phone for a while, and then got into bed.

Tang an yawned again, took his cell phone and lay on the sofa. He fought with his eyelids before playing for a few minutes. He glanced at sang Mengmeng on the TV. There was no movement. Tang an stood up and walked upstairs. He was a sleepy man who wanted to lie down in bed. What's more, what's lying in bed now is not a little girl, just a cat.

Is it all right to sleep in the same bed with a cat?