Reserved food, he has cubs

The moment he looked in the mirror, the cat's fur exploded.

"Meow meow meow!" He turned around and yelled at He Chen: Why did he become a kitten!

He Chen obviously understood: "Although the caster of this kind of transformation spell transmits the demonic power to the person being transformed, it is also related to the person's physique. It is not up to me to decide what it will turn into in the end. control will be affected by many factors.”

He pursed his lips and swallowed the rest of the words.It will be affected by many factors, for example, the relationship between the caster and the shapeshifter, such as the mentality of the shapeshifter, or...the caster's feelings for the shapeshifter.

Although he didn't want Mingyi to become like this, it would be a lie to say that this result has nothing to do with He Chen.

How did it become like this...

The kitty Mingyi stared at He Chen with big eyes as clear as glass beads, and looked at He Chen in vain for a while, then languished, and shrank into He Chen's palm.

The fur on the kitten's body was extremely soft, and it gently scratched He Chen's palm.Its little belly is warm, and it rises and falls regularly as it breathes.

He Chen suddenly felt a little overwhelmed, he didn't know how to use force with his hands, he was afraid of hurting the little thing if he squeezed too hard, and he was afraid of falling if he let go.

He stretched out his other hand, held Mingyi in both hands, and involuntarily squeezed the kitten in his hand a little.

Mingyi groaned and turned his head away from him, as if he was not feeling well, but also as if he was simply being coquettish, rubbing the wet tip of his nose against He Chen's fingers.

He Chen blinked a little bluntly, and after a while, looked away unnaturally.

"Mr. Jiao... really Mr. Jiao!"

"Why did Mr. Jiao stop here? God, is he coming this way?"

"Mr. Horn!!"

The surrounding crowd became commotion again, it seemed that "Mr. Horn" was walking towards this side.

He Chen held Mingyi in his arms, put it gently into his sleeve, then put that arm on the table, picked up the teacup on the table with the other hand, and slowly took a sip of tea.

Sure enough, the commotion was getting closer. Following the excited shouts of the people, a person surrounded by the crowd slowly walked into the store.

Ming Yi hid in He Chen's sleeve, peeping out from the gap in the fabric, and vaguely saw the center of the crowd surrounded by a section of something higher than the people around him.

The thing quivered for a moment, like... antlers.

The man with antlers was getting closer and closer, and for some reason, he walked straight to He Chen's desk.

Before he came over, He Chen moved his hands and completely covered Ming Yi with his sleeve.So Mingyi couldn't see anything, and couldn't move around, so he could only shrink into He Chen's sleeve in a daze.

Surrounded by He Chen's aura, Mingyi's mood improved a bit, as if little bubbles of joy were popping out from his heart one by one.

In such a mood, he heard the sound of a chair being pulled away, as if someone was sitting at their table.Then a clear voice sounded: "Looks like I'm a fellow, it's a pleasure to meet you. You can call me Jiao."

Mingyi couldn't see He Chen's expression, he only heard him reply quietly in his characteristic cold voice: "I have long admired you, He Chen."

The other party was silent for a moment for some reason, and suddenly burst out laughing: "Why... I always feel that you are a little nervous. Dare I ask this honored guest, did you do something... that you shouldn't do. Or..."

"Hiding some people who shouldn't be hidden!" He changed his face as soon as he said it, and his voice suddenly became sharper. At the same time, Mingyi felt a sudden strong wind blowing over, blowing He Chen's sleeves almost completely, and Mingyi was so frightened. Hurriedly crawling in, he crawled in slowly along He Chen's sleeve.

Although he wasn't directly exposed, his actions may be obvious from the outside, because the "Master Horn" laughed again.

This sound was not as cold as before, but rather childlike and cheerful.

"It seems that the distinguished guest brought some interesting little things with him." He said happily.

He Chen's voice was the complete opposite. With a bit of coercion about to come, he said bluntly: "Not exploring other people's privacy is a basic social etiquette, and it should also be a basic way of hospitality."

"Ah," the man seemed a little apologetic, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend. I just sensed the breath of some old friends, so it might be a bit abrupt to visit by following the breath. But... Your honored guest, have you ever seen a man named Mingyi's boy? He is my old friend, and I have been... looking for him all the time."

Mingyi couldn't help being stunned when he heard these few words.He Chen's fingers lightly hooked Mingyi's body.Mingyi suddenly realized that He Chen was asking for his opinion.

Mingyi was very entangled for a moment, and stayed where he was.

The man waited for a while, and then spoke again: "My old friend...he has not been well. You may recognize him if you see him. He has many...scars on his body. I have been very worried about him."

Ming Yi's eyes widened, and after a while, he slowly crawled out of He Chen's sleeve.

The little tabby cat crawled out, its big eyes flickering, looking at the person in front of it.

The person in front of him was dressed in a loose white robe, with a pair of snow-white horns on his head, tall and slender, but with a childish face, his eyes widened when he saw Mingyi.

Ming Yi stood by He Chen's hand, wagging his tail nervously, and after a while, he let out a "meow".

"You..." The white-robed figure was stunned and murmured, "Why do you..."

Mingyi noticed that the white-robed man's eyes seemed a little red, so he "meowed" again, looking into the white-robed man's eyes with some doubts.

The man in white tentatively stretched out his hand, and gently touched Mingyi.

He Chen frowned slightly, but didn't move, just looked at Mingyi.

Mingyi was so nervous that his back arched, his hair was a little puffed up, but he didn't particularly resist the white-robed man.And he always felt that this man in white robe looked... sad.

Mingyi didn't move.

The white-robed man lightly touched Mingyi's back, his fingers were stiff, and then he slowly touched the tip of Mingyi's tail along his fur.

The white-robed man suddenly laughed brightly: "It's really you...I've been looking for you for a long time, and finally found you. How are you all these years? At night...do you still feel pain?"

After finishing speaking, he quickly withdrew his hand, somehow lowered his head slightly, and said with a smile: "However, if I'm not here, you...wouldn't be much better..."

Seeing that his retracted fingers were all tangled up, Ming Yi couldn't help feeling more and more puzzled, and just looked at him without saying a word.

The white-robed man fiddled with his fingers for a while, and when he realized that Mingyi didn't respond to him, he raised his eyes in a panic: "You...are you angry with me? Why...don't you speak?"

Although Mingyi felt that it might be a bit hurtful to ask such a question, in this situation, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and ask, "Who are you..."

The white-robed man was stunned, as if he hadn't expected such a response at all.

He was stunned for a long time, and then his expression suddenly sank: "Don't you remember me?"

Mingyi couldn't help shrinking back a bit, looked at him with a bit of vigilance, and shook his head slightly.

The white-robed man has become expressionless.He just looked at Mingyi like this, and slowly repeated: "You don't remember me..."

The next moment, he suddenly stretched out his hand and slapped Mingyi violently, his expression a bit ferocious: "I don't believe it. He won't forget me...you are not him at all!"

"Meow!!" Mingyi let out a miserable scream, and the whole cat jumped up, then scrambled and fled towards He Chen in pain.

I don't know what the white-robed man did to him. Mingyi felt severe pain all over his body at that moment. All the veins and blood vessels in his body seemed to be bursting, and his mind seemed to be bursting. Almost died once.

He Chen's face suddenly changed, he caught Mingyi with one hand, and hit the white-robed man fiercely with the other, furiously said: "How dare you?!"

The man in white robe didn't seem to have expected this to happen, he was stunned in place, he forgot to take back his hand, his expression was blank: "I, I didn't think..."

"I didn't mean to hurt you..."

Just like that, he was hit by He Chen, as if he didn't feel the pain, but his face turned pale, and he stared blankly at Mingyi.

The little milk cat curled up in He Chen's palm, let out a mournful cry, and rolled over in pain.

He Chen held him carefully, his face paled, but his tone was softer than ever before: "What's wrong?"

Mingyi was in so much pain that he didn't have the heart to think. It seemed that something in his body was trying to break through. He buried his face in He Chen's palm, breathing in He Chen's smell, and only then did he feel better.

He Chen was burning with anxiety, but suddenly felt the kitten licking his palm gently, and was stunned for a while.

He Chen frowned and thought for a moment, then neatly opened his fingers, forced out a few drops of blood with demonic power, and gently stretched out his fingers in front of Mingyi.

Sure enough, soon, as if attracted by something, Mingyi slowly moved his face to He Chen's fingers, and licked away He Chen's blood little by little.

Afterwards, Mingyi seemed to feel a little more comfortable, and his body was not as tense as before.

He Chen regained his composure, and immediately forced out more blood.He guessed that Ming Yi needed his demonic power, so he injected a large amount of demonic power into the blood, forcing out the blood continuously.

The kitten held He Chen's finger and slowly sucked it as if it was sucking milk. It closed its eyes and ate very intently, as if it was too thirsty.

He Chen finally managed to spare some energy, looked sideways at the white-robed man, and said in a cold voice, "What did you do to him?"

The man in white robe couldn't recover, and seemed to be in some kind of nightmare. It took him a long time to reply in a trance: "I just... want to undo his transformation spell, I just want to see if he is that person ..."

He Chen frowned even tighter.He looked at Ming Yi's appearance, thought for a while, and asked the white-robed man, "Did you...inject your demonic power into him?"

The man in white robe nodded.

He Chen became more and more restless. He suppressed his mind and watched Mingyi sucking quietly until the kitten seemed to be somewhat satisfied, and finally let go of He Chen's fingers.

He Chen stretched out his fingers and pointed at Ming Yi's body, breaking his transformation spell all at once.

The kitten turned back into that thin young man immediately, Ming Yi stood where he was, with a dazed expression, subconsciously licked his bright red lips.

But the moment he appeared, the gazes of He Chen and the white-robed man all focused on his abdomen.

The young man was thin and frail, and his body was weak, but his lower abdomen was slightly swollen, which propped up his clothes a little.