Chapter 946： Now I am a dragon with a cat 7

Chu Ci:...

So hasn't it been said already?

It's a leopard, not a cat.

The little hair ball in his hand is so suspended, four dirty legs are kicking everywhere, and a pair of big bulging eyes are wide open, seeming to be unusually dissatisfied with what this man said.

However, it was probably due to the coercion of his breath, so he was not too presumptuous, but he still tried to use his little paws to reach his hand holding her back of the neck, trying to break free from his hand.

To be honest, even though it was a little restrained, compared to other creatures, this little guy is a bit presumptuous before him. This feeling is indeed novel.

Fersey was not in a hurry to throw this little hairball out. The little hairball was very light and looked chubby, but only when he really picked it up in his hands would he realize that it was just an illusion caused by too much hair on his body.

Just coming in from the outside, the little hair ball was wet and dirty, covered in mud, and looked very embarrassed.

I don't know if it's because of the rain, this little hair ball is cold.

He was probably tired from thumping, just hanging his little paws, and his big eyes looked at him with a bit of stubbornness.

"What are you looking at?" Fisie's lips slanted, and the hand holding Chu Ci's neck shook slightly.

The little hair ball that was caught on the nape of the neck shook like this with his movements.

At first, she was dizzy and swayed so much by this guy who didn't know how to handle it. Chu Ci only felt that her eyes turned black.

Only the bright colors of this person's background, and the black crystal-like horns on his head are particularly conspicuous.

And the white leopard clan seems to have another characteristic...somewhat similar to the dragon clan, like those shiny and beautiful things.

Chu Ci stared at the person in front of him like this, and when he shook again, he took a deep breath and lifted his little paw forcefully.

Hooking directly on the sleeve of this man's silk coat, his small claws came out, hooked his sleeves, and with one force, the whole hair ball was caught on his wrist.

Fisie was unprepared, and was caught by this little hair ball.

I couldn't help but raised his brows slightly, watching this little gray hair ball rub all the mud on his body against the cuffs of his coat, which is on his scales.

Fisie's golden eyes narrowed slightly, his hair floated slightly behind him, and the black crystal-like dragon horns brought a faint light.

But before it had time to attack, Fessy felt the little guy's grip on his cuff loosened, and then fell straight down like a leaf with fruit.

The dangerous emotions under Fesey's eyes were almost subconsciously raising his hand, and single-handed the little hairy ball.

The wet and sandy texture is really uncomfortable.

Fessy gave a soft tut, a bit of evil in his eyes.

Fainted?

Just now I only touched the hair and nape of this little thing, so I only felt the coldness of the rain, but now I found that the temperature of this little hair ball was extremely high after I took the whole little hair ball in my hand. Not quite right.

There was another thunder roar from outside, and Fisie raised his eyes to look over, and the golden eyes reflected the surrounding scene.