Chapter 286： Benmiao tries to pass the level 17

What can I do to treat you badly?

Feixun turned his wrist, and the fruit in her hand that had been gnawed by her disappeared. He took out another spiritual fruit from Fei Jiashun and stuffed it into Chu Ci's arms.

Seeing her ignorantly holding the Lingguo in her hand, she subconsciously took a bite and looked up at him strangely.

When Feixun saw that Chu Ci took the fruit, his wrist flipped again, and the spirit fruit he had put in the storage ring just now came into his hand again.

Holding the spirit fruit, he took two bites, lowered his eyes to look at Chu Ci, who looked up at him strangely, and raised his brows. There was still no fluctuating tone with a vaguely teasing taste, "What? Now one. Not enough?"

Chu Ci ignored him, holding the fruit and gnawing.

Feixun three or two will solve the spirit fruit in his hand, and this is to put the remaining mission goal into the storage ring.

"It's too late today, let's stay here one night."

When I was about to see which place was right, I felt my arms empty.

Feixun lowered his head subconsciously, and saw Chu Ci jump up from his arms quickly, and slumped to his shoulder, with the small half of the spirit fruit in his mouth, and he took a bite. After that, he took the last piece left and stuffed it into Feixun's mouth.

What an embarrassing look that you can't eat well and I eat well.

"This one is sweeter than that." Her soft voice rang in his ears.

The little paw was on his face, and the little pad was so tight.

The small soft ball felt as if it was a little unstable on his shoulders.

Feixun raised his hand to protect Chu Ci to prevent her from falling, and while opening his mouth, he ate the small piece of spirit fruit that she had pushed into his mouth.

After the counter-feeding was successful, Chu Ci slid off his shoulders and retracted into his arms again, lazily unwilling to move, so his little head leaned back in his arms and looked at him.

She stuffed the small piece of spirit fruit in, and the sweet juice filled her mouth.

The little guy in his arms flicked his tail, and the little paws and face covered with juice just after eating the fruit were also very secretly rubbed against him, rubbing the juice away.

After rubbing himself clean, he looked at him again with an innocent look, and meowed twice, shaking his little ears as if asking for credit.

A stomach of bad water.

Feixun looked at the juice on his white clothes, raised his brows slightly, tapped his toes, and jumped to the tree next to him. He found a branch and sat down against the trunk. He would realize that the seed was wrong and he seemed to want Chu Ci, who strayed in his hand, caught it, and then rolled her into a ball.

The small ears were pinched all over, the small paw pads were pinched for a long time, and the small belly fell into the hands of the enemy. He also pinched it very lightly and itchy, making her lie on all sides. He twisted his arms and yelled meowly.

Chu Ci, who had struggled to no avail for several times, bit his wrist again with one bite. The small voice was milky, and it sounded extremely depressed.

"Don't rub it anymore! If you rub it again, you will get bald!"

Feixun gave a very light smile and looked down at the little hairball in his arms.

The pinky-white little milk cat was rubbed all over and the fluff was blown up, lying on his lap like this, the hair on his small head was slightly blown up by him, and his big water-blue eyes were slightly misty. Just looked at him dissatisfied.