Chapter 125
There was a man sitting on the wall, and the little girl was still holding a candied haws she didn't know where she came from, and was gnawing slowly.

His eyes turned around, and the last thing he looked at was the unopened window in the courtyard. Yesterday he just ate a package of dried fish, and today this person is gone.

Hmph, the little girl swayed her petite feet, and her white ankles were faintly visible between the floating skirt, adding a bit of mystery to people's hearts.

Tang Qingqing finished eating the candied haws in her hand without waiting for anyone to come back, feeling a little bored. However, in the blink of an eye, a beautiful white cat appeared on the wall, jumped into the snow-white apricot blossoms, and disappeared.

In the dark night, the sky is full of stars, with the sound of insects and the cool wind, the branches of apricot blossoms in the yard are shaking slightly, and the branches are shadowy. Someone opened the garden door and walked in.

Murong Ran's figure was long, holding a mahogany box in his white hand, he looked down, and walked into the house as if nothing had happened.

She went back to the sect early this morning, and caught a lot of spirit fish to make dried fish. Since Tang Qingqing didn't want to go back with her, she should stay here.

It's just that I didn't expect the time, and it was already so late when I came back.

The candlelight in the room lit up, Tang Qingqing opened her eyes among the flowers, saw the shadow on the window, shook her tail and left.

Recently, a group of monks came here, and she didn't want to go out because she didn't want to meet those monks, so she didn't wait here specially for Murong Ran to come back.

Early the next morning, as soon as Murong Ran opened the window, he saw the snow-white cat squatting on the window sill. Hearing the sound of Murong Ran opening the window, he moved his ears, but he didn't turn his head, still looking at the tree full of branches. almond blossom.

Murong Ran touched the white cat's head. It was soft and furry. The most important thing was that the white cat did not refuse her touch.

There was a smile on his snow-like face, and there was a clear clang, and the jade plate was filled with small dried fish and placed on the table.

After smelling the smell of dried fish, the white cat couldn't keep her aloofness. She was thinking that the whole night was just for eating like this. As soon as Murong Ran opened her mouth, she would go there immediately.

The warm and dry palm picked up the cat directly, Tang Qingqing couldn't help but look back, the brown cat's eyes were as clear as a mountain spring.Murong Ran's heart beat faster, the smile on her face was warm and clean, and Tang Qingqing didn't struggle, letting Murong Ran hug her.

The small dried fish in the plate were piled up like a hill, exuding a tempting fragrance, Tang Qingqing couldn't help swallowing.

"Freshly made, you taste it..." Murong Ran didn't let go, and directly put Tang Qingqing on his lap, the snow-white and soft fluff was docile in Murong Ran's palm.

"Hey me..." Tang Qingqing scratched her paws at the table, turned her head and looked at Murong Ran with watery eyes, sitting in Murong Ran's arms, just showing her head.

Murong Ran stretched out his hand and pinched a small dried fish. His green-white fingertips were long and beautiful, like jade, but now they were stained with oil.

Tang Qingqing unceremoniously opened her mouth and ate the small dried fish in the fingertips of the other party. The salty and crispy taste made the little girl squint her eyes happily. The familiar taste seemed to be good to have such a person by her side.

Murong Ran scratched the white cat's soft chin, but after a while, there was a lot of purring.

(End of this chapter)

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