Chapter 242： Qing Leng Xian Zun is also crazy (7)

After being taken home by Shen Yun.

The little milk cat squatted there, her white tail circled her short legs, a pair of faint blue eyes looking and looking, occasionally looking at the beauty lying on the opposite side.

Shen Yun closed his eyes and slumbered.

He really couldn't sleep being stared at like this.

He opened his long and narrow eyes, half-folded his eyelashes, and blinked slowly. He looked at Fu Yue carelessly, then raised his hand and threw a ball over, "Go and play by yourself, don't bother me."

A ball was thrown in front of him.

"..."

The corners of Fu Yue's eyes twitched and her teeth grind: This silly critic insults her again!

She decided not to be familiar with Jun Heng, and walked slowly in front of the beauty, wagging her tail, and proactively said: "What is your name?"

Shen Yun opened his eyelids.

The eyebrows were a bit cold, and the thin, crimson lips opened, "My name is Shen Yun."

The little milk cat nodded his head, and then dexterously jumped to the side of Shen Yun, stretched out his white paw, and poked the hand of the person in front of him.

"My name is Fu Yuemiao."

It is rare for Fu Yue to take the initiative.

The half-lying beauty raised her eyebrows thoughtfully, "Good name."

He raised his eyes and glanced at the little milk cat next to him, and saw that the little group was squatting there, suddenly having a bad hand.

Stretch out jade-like slender fingers.

Poke the snow-white dumpling in front of him.

The little milk cat fell a head onion and stared at Venus.

"..."

TMD, this **** Shen Yun!

Shen Yun couldn't help but smile, and his thin eyebrows revealed a lively and fragrant charm.

"Fun."

Fu Yue couldn't help but light up her claws, barking her fangs: Fun with your grandma's legs!

The other party glanced over indifferently.

Fu Yue: "..."

Silently closed his paw.

The cat was under the eaves and had to bow its head.

She endures!

After a while, the little milk cat stretched out her paw, pushed the ball aside, and then pushed it back, having a great time.

It may be due to the habits of cats.

Shen Yun took a scroll and looked at it without a glance, his expression indifferent and listless.

"I remember that the cloud swallowing beast in its cub period can be transformed into a human form.

It sounds like, "Come on, beauty, give me a smile."

Fu Yue's forehead jumped, and she still shook her head honestly, "I can't change without the transformation pill."

Shen Yun snorted.

"What should this seat be... take it."

With that, he flicked his sleeves, and a white jade porcelain vase appeared in front of Fu Yue.

The small milk cat's eyes lit up, and she jumped forward and took a step forward, holding the white jade porcelain bottle with her two paws, biting off the stopper with her small fangs, and pouring out a pill, quacking and biting.

Only for a while.

Fu Yue became a four or five-year-old doll, and she sat on the ground.

Wearing a small white shirt, the baby's fat cheeks are delicate, and the most beautiful are the pair of faint blue eyes, intoxicating blue, blinking occasionally.

The little beauty with black hair and blue eyes.

It's cute and cute.

Shen Yun glanced at her indifferently, then paused a little, then withdrew his gaze calmly.

It looks pretty and a bit silly.

This was Shen Yun's first reaction.

Then, in his dazed eyes.

The little baby rushed over, wrapped his arms around his neck, pursed her blushing lips, and kissed the beauty's white cheek.

Ruan Ruannuo said: "Thank you."

As she said, she rubbed Shen Yun's cheek affectionately.

Shen Yun blinked.

He was startled first, then his blushing lips gradually pursed.

Almost instantly.

Fu Yue's little baby was thrown out of the hall.

"..."

TMD, this dead straight man.

Shen Yun, who was left alone in the hall, lifted Xuebai's fingertips, and touched the place where Fu Yue had just kissed him. In the delicate amber eyes, he gradually lifted up a touch of doubt.

what is that?

How do monsters express their intimacy and gratitude?

...It's strange.