Stunning monster, soft and cute

With a "squeak", Mo Nan pushed the door open and came in. He put the Linggu in his arms on the ground, bowed and left.

Before leaving, he took a look at Lingu, and was a little worried about the pure Lingu.

Companion to the king is like companion to the tiger, this sentence can also be applied to the Lord.

The master has always been ruthless, how long can he tolerate the little fox?

Zhu Yanshangxian, please bless the little fox.

Linggu didn't know that he was always in danger.

At the moment, he is squatting obediently on the ground, looking at Ye Youming affectionately.

Because in the bedroom, Ye Youming had already taken off his cloak, and changed into a black robe with dark cloud patterns, and his long dark red hair was tied behind him with a red ribbon.

Lonely and extraordinary, frost stained with grace, extremely beautiful.

There is complete silence in the eyes, as sinking as a cold pool.

"Master!" After not seeing Ye Youming speak for a long time, Linggu couldn't help but speak.

Ye Youming's red pupils turned slightly, looking at the little fox crouching on the ground.

The filth just now was gone, and her soft hair was Katsuyuki's white.

It's just kind of funny.

The two pointed ears are wrapped with bandages and beautiful bowknots.

The front paws are also wrapped in bandages, but because they are still walking, they are not tied with bows.

Ye Youming just glanced at Linggu, then looked away.

The reason why Mo Nan cares so much about this little fox is because he is of that person's clan.

"What are you looking for here?"

The voice was indifferent and smooth, making people feel that this is really a pair of master and apprentice.

"I just want to see Master." Lingu looked like a child who had done something wrong, with devout eyes, "I have made a mess in the house, and I came here to ask Master to punish me."

"Punishment!" Ye Youming rubbed his eyebrows.

For 300 years, the people he punished were all executed directly.

He didn't want to kill this little fox yet.

"Don't do it again." Ye Youming got up and went to the inner room to rest, "Go back."

Linggu watched Xin Changyuli's figure enter the inner bedroom.

Immediately, a little disappointed, he turned around and went out.

Mo Nan has been waiting for Linggu outside the door.

Linggu came to his feet, looked up at him with his pointed chin, "I feel that Master doesn't like me, does he hate me?"

Mo Nan leaned over and held Ling Gu in his arms, and comforted him: "No, the master is cold-tempered and reticent, he still likes you very much, otherwise why would he accept you as his apprentice, and why would he have to deal with the immortal because of this matter?" Zun fought a battle, wasn't it all because of you!"

Mo Nan has always been convincing when he tells lies.

Lingu believed his words and felt much better.

Then Mo Nan sent Ling Gu back to the bedroom.

The bedroom has been cleaned out, and it is as clean as before, except that the flower stand and orchid grass are gone.

Linggu wandered around the room, stretched his neck and looked at the bed, "What's that for?"

He wanted to jump up to have a look, but thinking about the mess he made the house before, he gave up the idea.

Lingu disliked the bandages on his paws, so he gnawed on them with his small fangs.

It was getting late, Lingu found a small corner and lay down.

Wrapped the tail around half of the small body, put it under the chin, ready to sleep.

What happened today is more complicated than the sum of the things that Linggu has lived in for the past few years.

Especially in such a strange place again.

Linggu closed his eyes for a while, then opened them again.

He can't sleep.

He is homesick.