Fast-passing host super cold

Chapter 298 Rescuing a Little Milk Cat (11)

"Don't move around." Qing Zhou frowned expressionlessly, and his tone could not be refuted.

Mu Zhe's ears trembled, his beautiful and clean cat eyes stared at Qingzhou for two seconds, and finally he lowered his head resignedly, and said in a low voice, "Then be gentle."

Qing Zhou nodded, and stretched out his hand to caress the boy's tail, from root to tail, from thick to thin, soft and full of tension.

Mu Zhe lay half of his body under the quilt, trying hard to suppress the moan that was about to overflow from his mouth.

Cat tails are very sensitive to cats, especially the roots.

Being touched so gently by someone is as exciting as doing something.

"Hmm..." When Qingzhou was grabbing his tail to treat the wound, Mu Zhe still couldn't hold back, and let out a short and hasty voice.

The boy's body trembled, and his whole body was dyed a beautiful light pink.

Qing Zhou: "..."

She finally understood what happened, and the hand holding the cat's tail paused for a moment, not knowing whether to let him go or she continued to help with the medicine.

In the end, he said that he was already an adult dragon, and Qingzhou, who had seen the big wind and waves, continued to take the medicine without changing his face.

Just act like you don't know anything.

Qing Zhou was very calm.

After the medicine was finished, under such stimulation, the hair on the boy's tail was blown up fluffy. He was about to sit up with his arms propped up, but Qing Zhou stroked the hair down again.

The instant stimulation made Mu Zhe's arms go limp, and he lay back on the bed again.

Qing Zhou: "..."

Qing Zhou: "Sorry." She said without sincerity.

"No...it's okay." Mu Zhe opened his mouth, "I...very few people move my tail."

Qing Zhou looked at him calmly and nodded, then turned around and packed up the small medicine box, and said calmly while packing up: "You can sleep here first, and tell me if you need anything, I will let you know tomorrow Someone brought you clothes...and..."

The girl's voice became a little colder: "I also want to know why you are in the arena."

Her tone was actually a little strange, as if she had known him a long time ago, and she had a strange possessiveness and tenderness towards him.

This feeling was sudden and bizarre.

"...Did you know me before?" After thinking this way, Mu Zhe asked.

"..." Qing Zhou's eyes sank, and his answer was ambiguous, "Maybe."

Mu Zhe nodded pretending to understand, but he didn't fully believe it in his heart—he was always very confident in his memory, and he could be sure that he had never seen this person before today.

So... what is her purpose?
He didn't believe that anyone in this world would be nice to him for no reason.

Qing Zhou stood up and went out the door after tidying up. Facing the handsome and delicious cat boy on the bed, his expression didn't even change a bit.

The door made a small sound and then closed.

The girl's figure disappeared into the room.

Obviously she didn't talk much when she was there, but when she left, the room seemed to be much quieter than before.

Mu Zhe picked up the box by the bed, hesitated for a moment and opened it slowly.

It contained some broken parts, delicate and small, some looked rusty, some were stained with oil, and they seemed to have been removed from something.

Among these parts, there is a small body, a small machine without wheels.

It doesn't look like it's finished yet, but it has a basic prototype.

The boy looked at it for a few seconds, then closed the box again and put it back in place.

(End of this chapter)