What's wrong with my senior brother just doting on me? !

The master must still be the master.

Chu Yaoyao squatted on the ground and stuffed the white tiger into the space for a long time, but the master easily compressed it into the cub she had been holding and playing with.

Such a big white tiger suddenly turned into a confused white tiger cub.

"Wow."

Chu Yaoyao took the Qi Mini Tiger Yan Zhi that was handed to her by her master, and directly held it in her arms and rubbed it.

The little guy who was as quiet as a chicken on the back of his neck whose fate was held up by his master just now, "slipped" into Chu Yaoyao's arms when he just touched Chu Yaoyao's hand, and raised his head warily to look at just now. The Immortal Lord who secretly pinched his ears quietly wrapped his tail around Chu Yaoyao's arm.

Qi·HuZi·YanZhi: There is a very dangerous person trying to sneak up on me!

"Ah, it's getting smaller."

Chu Yaoyao felt her arms sink, and she looked down at the little guy who was secretly glaring at her master.

"Master, why are you so skilled? Have you ever encountered this kind of situation before?"

I was thinking about whether to put a collar on this tiger cub, but I completely forgot that this little thing turned out to be a person. Zhuo Qingci: (dumbfounded)

Ah, yes, this is the one from Yaoyao.

Not a pet.

"Well, it was... inconvenient for you to take it out in the past, so I made it smaller. The smaller one can be hung around the neck as a scarf. Others will ask me."

Su Mingyu, who was huddled in the grass and holding his hands, breathed a sigh of relief.

He is not worried about his junior sister knowing that he is a hybrid of demon race and human race.

What a joke, he should be afraid that his junior sister would see him like this and ask him if he could play for a few days.

Combined with the fact that the junior sister was forced to attend class in Guiyi Sect before, she was bored and secretly cut fabrics under the eyes of the senior brother to make a cloak for her little black one, a hat for the bastard Mung Bean, and for some reason she also took one for the senior brother's one. The strange name of the steamed bun is Xiao Que's deeds of making a crown. Maybe he can also enjoy the clothes cut by his junior sister.

Flower fox version.

The little junior sister's receptive ability has always been good, and he likes it very much.

Seeing that the junior sister was not even surprised for a quarter of an hour by the fact that the guy named Qi Yanzhi transformed into his original form, this was not a strange thing for him.

But Master, don’t act like you want to talk about his dark history!

Isn't the matter of pretending to be a scarf something that happened to him when he had not yet learned to control his human form? Master, you were so frightened that he went out with his sword and put it around your neck? !

Chu Yaoyao hugged the white tiger cub and rubbed his fur. She raised her eyebrows when she heard this and politely looked away from the pile of grass, pretending that she did not understand the few words that the master had just swallowed silently.

If you don’t tell me, I won’t tell you. As long as no one brings the matter to light, everyone can pretend they don’t know.

Of course, this is impossible.

"Have you ever had a pet, Master?"

Chu Yaoyao's eyes were bright with her heart burning with gossip.

But Master didn’t say that was Third Senior Brother at all!

Then if she asks now, she is not talking about some secret that is hidden from each other.

If you don’t listen to Third Brother’s dark history, it’s in vain!

"If you haven't raised it before, it will shed hair."

Chu Yaoyao was disappointed.

"Ah, that's it."

"Ah."

Zhuo Qingci naturally lifted up the third disciple who was holding his hands in the grass and showed it to his little disciple.

"This will cause hair loss."

Su Mingyu, who was forced to reveal himself:? ? ?

Chu Yaoyao, who did not expect the master to come out like this:...

Third Senior Brother, the last time I saw you, you were a handsome man standing in the sun at 45 degrees and looking up at the sky. Why did you turn into a fox after not seeing you for a few days?

"A fox like this will lose its fur, but it's very cute."

Su Mingyu:!

really?

"It's an ordinary fox."

Chu Yaoyao, who was forced to know everything:...

"Okay, ordinary fox."

Chu Yaoyao looked longingly at the little fox of her third senior brother in her master's arms. She clearly had Qi Yanzhi's white tiger cub rubbing her chin in her arms, so she ate from the bowl and looked at the pot.

Zhuo Qingci just thought she liked Plush Rong, and after thinking about it, he asked, "Do you want to touch him?"

It feels pretty good, except for the lint.

Su Mingyu, who didn't mind being touched, yawned and stepped on his master's arm. He glanced at the white tiger cub who couldn't even keep his mind after transforming in the little junior sister's arms, and snorted coldly.

His fur is better.

Chu Yaoyao was struggling in her heart and didn't know how to speak: "Eh? Is that okay?!"

Zhuo Qingci lowered his head and didn't know what he was doing. Now he held his head high and stepped on his hair that fell on his sleeves. Su Mingyu, who was proud and exuded "Come and touch me", felt deeply that there was a reason why the demon clan had so few mouths. .

If you turn into a prototype, you will lose your wisdom. If you turn into a prototype, you will lose your wisdom.

They all burned themselves out.

But seeing that he didn't mind being petted by his junior sister, Yaoyao didn't know that it was just her third senior brother in his hand. Zhuo Qing thought for a moment and handed the fox out without any hesitation.

Chu Yaoyao restrainedly reached out and rubbed the head of her third senior brother while Qi Yanzhi's Bai Hu looked at the scumbag in disbelief.

It's quite exciting.

The hair on the head of the third senior brother's prototype was as easy to touch as Chu Yaoyao imagined.

"Master, can I make him a big flower coat?"

Su Mingyu, who was very happy to have his head touched, froze.

He knows it!

Zhuo Qingci waited for a while but did not wait for the third disciple's protest. Although he did not understand whether his aesthetics had also deteriorated, he still respected his choice.

"can."

Su Mingyu recalled which piece of floral cloth the junior sister was pointing to and was shocked by the colors in his memory:? ? ?

Wait, can you change it?

If it's too hot, he'll shed his hair!