When Lu Wanqing ran out of the door, An Rushuang hadn't thought of her fate that she would be forced to accept next.

In fact, she didn't even have time to think about why she appeared in Yun Ran's face like this.

Moreover, what kind of ghost is Li Li?

A nickname from the childhood sweetheart?

An Rushuang could not help twitching a cat face.

Meng Li looked at a serious cat, and he could not help tilting his lips. He reached out and touched the little guy's furry head.

An Rushuang stretched his claws and scratched!

"It really is you."

The smile on Meng Li's face couldn't be covered either. Only the small wounds just hurt a little, even with a heart like a slight tingling.

"This time, you are a ghost and you can't escape anymore."

The white cat raised his head suddenly, fast, and almost flashed his neck.

A pair of round eyes glared at Meng Li and murmured lowly, as if asking why.

Meng Li gave a laugh in his throat, a pair of black eyes looked at An Rushuang, and Shen said, "No dust is in my hands."

An Rushuang sighed—no wonder they couldn't wait for nothing in Wutan Temple.

At that time, I just thought that maybe Dustless didn't want to talk to her about this matter anymore. Now this look is next to Meng Li and can only sigh.

To be sure, this man is a lunatic.

The two of them were talking to me, and the donkey's lips were not communicating with the horse's mouth, but they squeaked, and the door opened again.

The girl Lu Wanqing who was just a little bit tricky, at this time posing as a victim, tears fell silently, but she didn't spend her makeup, it was really admirable.

An Rushuang looked and couldn't help but whisper in his heart.

This girl has great potential.

"Aunt and uncle ... this cat!"

She lifted up her sleeves and wiped her tears gently, glanced at An Rushuang fiercely, and then turned to look behind her.

A woman with a gentle face, but with a sharp look, was standing behind her, combing Ruyi, with an exquisite point green grass beetle inlaid with gold beads slanting her head.

绛 Red outlines treasure pattern pattern clothes.

She was very straight, with a look of nobility and compulsion. When she saw Meng Li, a wide smile appeared on her face: "Lier, is this girl bothering you?"

With that said, a pair of eyes fell sharply into Meng Li's arm-there was a white cat there.

When Lu Wanqing came out, she looked at it with success, and she said that she had not lost much.

An Rushuang tilted his head and looked at the lady with interest. This man's attitude towards Yun Ran was strangely strange. His face was intimate, but An Rushuang felt a sense of alienation.

.

Her instinct is always accurate, there is absolutely nothing wrong with this mother and child.

Meng Li bowed his head slightly, and Shen said, "No."

The man behind the woman snorted coldly: "Throw the thing in your arms! The grand general is actually a fool, if it spreads out, what it looks like!"

He is full of momentum, and his face looks like Yun Ran's three points, it is Yun Ran's father who wants to come.

An Rushuang screamed lazily as a sign of her existence, plus provocations if not.

After all, looking at Yun Ran now is unhappy, and she is full of joy from all sides.

But, never thought about it, if Yun Ran had really given up on her in this situation, then she would be in a miserable situation.

"father."

Meng Li looked up at him, with a pair of black eyes with determination and unchangeable determination.

"She's not a thing, she's mine--"

Meng Li thought for a moment before finding the most suitable identity for the cat: "Scout."

An Rushuang looked at him with round eyes, but she did not say that she was his fiancee, but she was not crazy.

At least in some ways.

Meng Gong looked up at him, only a moment before he asked with a little doubt: "What ... scout?"

He had never heard of the magic of Meng Li's cat, but he had heard that he had brought the white cat with him since the war.

Maybe there is something really different from ordinary people.

An Rushuang meows and screams, trying to show her silly bubbling side.

After all, she is now, but Yun Ran's face is not good enough, how can she be worthy of her pain for so long? !!

Everyone's eyes fell on it, and the atmosphere was silent for a moment.

Meng Li couldn't help but raise his lips, rubbed his furry head, and said with a spoiled tone: "Is this father, mother, scared you? Don't worry, soon

never mind. "

This time, Lu Wanqing's beautiful face was even more distorted.

This cat is just a wild cat. Brother Li actually said that it is more important than himself. Now, he now ignores himself ...

Mrs. Meng also sank a little, looked at the step-son with a little suspicion, and it was not clear to her whether the step-son returned from the scene was really stupid or was pretending to be stupid.

However, what this looks like today is not normal.

"master."

She turned to look at Meng Gong aside, and whispered: "I look at Lier ... is there something weird about this cat? Why not separate them for a few days and see?"

That being said, she was anxious to look at Meng Li and go mad again, but at this time it was very unpleasant to add something to him, and it was very refreshing.

Speaking of which, An Rushuang stood on the united front with Meng Li's stepmother.

Meng Gong said, "Li Li has never protected something like this."

With that said, he frowned and said, "How useful is such a small thing? You can see that Qinger was hurt, but it was just a wild cat, so let Qinger handle it.

!! "

Meng Gong's eyes glanced over the sleeves that Meng Li was cut by the claws. What scout looks like a stupid cat with no head or brain. Otherwise, how could he even hurt his master?

!!

For Meng Li's son, he still values ​​it.

"impossible."

Meng Li refused directly. He looked up, and his black eyes were sharp: "She is mine."

He had already lost it once, and this time it was impossible to lose her again.

"you!"

For the first time, Meng Gong was hit by him like this, and he was so angry that he wheezed and panted, "You are going to hit your father for a cat ?!"

Mrs. Meng persuaded: "Lier, listen to your father first. You gave Qinger, and your mother assured you that Qinger will treat it well."

With that said, Lu Wanqing already had a little smile on her face.

However, she was going to be close to Meng Li, but felt that a gust of wind was blowing beside her, and several leaps, Meng Li was already in the yard.

Naturally, he was holding a white cat who was so scared that he forgot to call.

"you you you……"

Meng Gong was half-dead in anger: "If you dare to leave today, don't come back!"