Chapter 948： Now I am a dragon with a cat 39

Instead, the corners of Fersey's lips smiled, looking at some boring, lazy face.

Chu Ci was stunned, tilted his head and looked at the person in front of him, his small round ears moved so, and then couldn't help turning his head and glanced at the vein because of this feeling.

It was this action that instantly ignited the depressed emotion in Fisie's heart.

Really so good-looking? So like? Don't even want to take a look at his Dragon Horn? It's just a few days' sleep in a hug, already tired of watching?

Ah.

The dragons are originally a domineering and powerful race. For what they like, they just want to hold them in their hands. They can't relax at all. They are naturally not interested in what they don't like. They don't catch a cold at all. Behind the head.

And there is no doubt that Chu Ci must be in what he currently likes so much, and over the past few months, this feeling has not faded, but it has become more and more intense.

I like the eyes of this little furball, like the figure of this little furball, like the look of this little furball, and like her voice.

Bullying her is just wanting to watch her blow and roll, groaning around, snatching his treasures, but can't steal him every time, the last person is sulking, and he goes to coax... …

For so long, I have become accustomed to the existence of another person in my own field of life, and have become very accustomed to this way of getting along between two people.

Suddenly there are so many people appearing now, and the little guy's attention is all attracted by other things. Fisie, who has never felt this way before, can't help but feel a huge gap.

Seeing this little fur ball, it seemed that he didn't notice his emotions at all, so he looked straight over there.

Fisie already felt that Chu Ci's actions were a bit wrong, but even this did not prevent him from exploding.

The smile on Fessy's lips disappeared, and his voice was a little cool, "Is that so pretty?"

In other words, he raised his hand to pinch Chu Ci's chin, and made Chu Ci turn his little head back. The dark golden eyes were still slightly squinted, with a bit of displeasure.

Chu Ci blinked his eyes and looked at this person with an angry look. He blinked his eyes and rubbed his chin against the palm of his hand. He said, "I always feel that gem... Strange, it gives me a very subtle feeling."

The little hair ball's voice was soft and waxy, and it was still milky and milky. The soft fluff was so gently rubbed on the palm of his hand. This feeling was really subtle.

Fei Xun, who originally thought that he was about to be ridiculed by this little hair ball, was stunned, but he didn't expect Chu Ci to be able to catch him.

And it was just two rubs, and his anger was gone.

Finally, the miserable Fisie stared silently at the little furball lying on his palm, feeling that he really found a nemesis for himself.

Seeing Fisie's face returned to normal, Chu Ci leaned further into his palm.

Are you angry?

It's okay, just a few more rubs. If a rub is not good, then go and rub twice, if two rubs are not good, then start the third stroke, and it will disappear after rubbing.