How can the owner keep this cat so simple, usually just hugging and touching, this one is so good, the master said what is what, do not run around, but to her hands, it is not a cat, but become the ancestor of the cat.

When Baimei and Changqing arrived, they found someone holding Miaomiao and standing on their back.

A wonderful long tail is still swinging around.

"Who is it? Put Miaomiao down!"

Bai Mei is going to pull up her sleeves. Where is the cat thief from? He stole them into the mansion of King Shuo. How many guts can I use and how many lives can I lose?

Changqing quickly grabbed Baimei, but also afraid that he would suffer losses.

He blocked Baimei behind him, and then arched his hands.

"I don't know which one of you, why did you want to enter our Shuo palace?"

Shuo Wang's mansion is not another place. It is the capital city's important place. It is not easy for anyone who wants to come or leave. People who are not stupid will know that some people can't move, and some places can't be broken. For example, this Shuo palace.

Even the saints revere the third part of the place. Are they free to break in at will?

But Xianfeng is standing here swaggering. It is not true that he is too long-lived. However, they have to be careful to deal with it.

Baimei is too impatient. She doesn't say anything, she wants to go, and she doesn't think about who these people are? Whether there will be danger, if it is really those people who kill people like dogs, not to mention one person, even if it is ten, it is not enough for others to cut.

Bai Mei is anxious to jump over the wall.

"Give me back Miaomiao!"

As she said this, she had to rush up. Where is this little thief who dares to steal her delicacy? Don't you know who raised this cat ancestor?

If he dares to move a fine hair, she will surely unload him for eight dollars.

"Sir, please return the cat to us. I will be very grateful."

Changqing drags Baimei to death. She is afraid of the impulse of Baimei. She will be beaten for a while.

At this point. At the beginning of the cold month, the cold moonlight finally fell on the person in front.

Suddenly, the man turned around, and a face that was also illuminated by Yuehua also fell in front of them.

The white plum originally is to wave out the fist, so fell in the air, and evergreen is also surprised to have no voice.

"Meow..."

Miaomiao called again. A good-looking finger was gently placed on its small head. Miaomiao narrowed her round eyes, as if enjoying the touch of others. The cold moon was as follows, reflecting the man's extremely cool face.

"Childe, childe..."

Changqing suddenly bent his knees and knelt on the ground.

And white plum is the same.

And she was like seeing a ghost.

No, it's not a ghost. It's worse than a ghost.

This is the resurrection of the dead!

These are all people who have been dead for a year. They are still standing in front of them without pulling their arms or legs.

God, this is brand Heng care, this is really brand Heng care, this is their master son!

"Get up," ran Heng thought and walked forward with Miaomiao in his arms. Miaomiao has always been lying in his arms. He is so good. If he is replaced by other people, not to mention holding it, even a hair of it can't be touched.

Who said that cats are all traitors, Miaomiao cat, I don't know whether it has really become a fine cat. More than a year has passed and it still knows its owner.

Brand Heng thought into the house.

He pushed the door.

"Ah Ning, I'm back."

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