The kitten whimpered, shook the water off its body, and jumped onto Jiang Yinghe's lap.
But there are still some drops of water on it that have not been shaken dry, and it is still damp to the touch. Jiang Yinghe took out a dense soft towel, half-wrapped the body of the long-haired cat, and asked while drying off, "Where's your master?"
This kind of cat with the beginning of spiritual intelligence is often raised by the Yaozu, either sisters and brothers from the same litter, or child brides brought in. Jiang Yinghe had heard about it from others when he was at the Wanyao frontier, and he also guessed why it threw itself on him.
After all, he does look a lot like a senior from the Yaozu now, and he is still a weakly aggressive herbivore.
The cat's big tail was a little gray, and it rolled around his wrist, rubbing against his slender wrist. The little paw moved forward slowly, touching Jiang Yinghe's arm coquettishly.
"Meow-"
Jiang Yinghe was entangled by the cat, and after wiping off the water on its body, he still couldn't help reaching out his hand to touch the kitten's chin, rubbing and scratching on the plush for a while, and saw the cat lying on its back comfortably. beginning.
To be able to see a live kitten in a place like the Netherworld. Thinking about it this way... There are probably a lot of monster races entering the Netherworld, and Changye should be a little anxious.
Jiang Yinghe made a rough estimate and decided to let him go in a hurry. That little bastard is the best at lying and deceiving people. He is just pretending to be cute and pitiful. He will only rely on his good looks to come over and act like a baby. He is not as cute as a kitten.
And he is also assisting Qin Jun in repairing the Styx River, so this should be the most important thing. If the senior brother in charge really can't find Junior Brother Xiaoyun, it won't be too late to go to the Yaozu to find someone...
Just when Jiang Yinghe was distracted, a small barbed tongue licked his fingertips. He turned his head and saw that the kitten's pink and tender tongue was covered with soft spines, showing the characteristics of a carnivore at a glance.
Its fluffy head pushed into Jiang Yinghe's palm, its claws pressed his fingers, then looked up at him tentatively, then stuck out its tongue and licked again.
... What a little coquette.
Jiang Yinghe inexplicably saw the shadow of Changye from it, and while disgusting the big coquettish, he picked up the cat, rubbed its face, and joked: "Are you a little cat that you can touch casually for food? "
Mao Mao froze for a moment, then nodded quickly.
Jiang Yinghe: "... Cough, it looks a little casual."
He took out a small fruit full of spiritual energy from the storage magic weapon, and handed it to the little cat's mouth.
She cooperated very well, grabbed his hand and bit the small fruit, chewing and staring at him intently.
Satisfied with the payment, Jiang Yinghe continued to rua the other party's fluffy and soft head, teasing it: "Is it because your master is too clingy that he doesn't want you anymore?"
The little cat didn't move at first, but after a while, it suddenly seemed a little sad, and nodded in Jiang Yinghe's arms.
How could such a beautiful cat be abandoned? Jiang Yinghe was slightly surprised, and thought for a moment before saying, "Then... I'll adopt you?"
There is really nothing to eat in places like the Netherworld. Even if there are fish under the Styx River, they are undead fish with indescribable size and appearance. They are not suitable for a psychic cat to survive alone.
Jiang Yinghe convinced himself with reason, stretched out his hand and said, "If you are willing, give me the claw."
Before he could finish speaking, the pink cat paw slapped it up, as if afraid that he would run away, it jumped up and rushed towards his face, covering his face with fluff.
Surrounded by fur and having difficulty breathing, Jiang Yinghe slowly carried the little ancestor down, and said, "Okay, don't make trouble, I'll think about how to raise cats."
His long-sealed memories about the earth surfaced silently, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Deworming, vaccines... and, uh..."
Jiang Yinghe looked at the meowing kitten, and said cautiously: "...Sterilized?"
The next moment, the originally joyous Mao Mao froze, slowly took a few steps back, and then jumped under the table.
Just as Jiang Yinghe was about to fish it back, it grabbed the hem of his clothes and looked at it tearfully. His heart suddenly softened, and he coaxed: "Okay, okay, don't sterilize, please be quiet."
The kitten watched him for a while, then gently let go of its paws, and slipped into Jiang Yinghe's arms peacefully.
The painted boat swings naturally on the water.
The sky was getting darker, and the water was turbulent. When Qin Jun entered the painting boat, he saw such a scene.
Paper was spread on the table, and it was full of fine handwriting, which was written on the plan and materials needed for Styx's restoration. Jiang Yinghe's biological clock worked better than day and night, so he fell asleep on the desk.
He was wearing a plain white robe, the sleeves slipped back a few inches, exposing his slender wrists. The long black hair hangs down, lingering over the shoulders. And in the arms of the master, a white long-haired cat also fell asleep on its stomach, and only when Qin Jun stepped into the boat did he shake his ears and move a little.
Qin Jun glanced at the cat, walked over and took the coat off his body.
Untie it, and gently put it on Jiang Yinghe's shoulder. Then he lowered his hands and pulled the cat out by the nape of his arms, walked out of the boat, and stopped at the stern.
Qin Jun threw the little white cat to the stern of the boat, watched him sit down, and sneered: "This shape can also be shown, San'er, are you still shameless?"
They are all millennium-old foxes, why are they playing Liao Zhai here.
The kitten lightly landed on the stern of the boat, flicked its tail, and said lazily: "Isn't it because of Senior Brother Qin's two or three times? Can I have the face to sleep with Master? If not, then I don't want it."
"Master doesn't want to see you." Qin Jun's tone was slightly cold, "You clamp your tail tightly to me, don't make him angry. And... don't let Li Huanhan find you."
Changye still made sense, but Li Huanhan was out of his mind, and probably couldn't make sense.
"Oh, I know." The white cat shook its tail, "You are not good enough, even Tibetans are so obvious."
"It's not the time for you to get lost and come find me." Qin Jun sarcastically said.
Chang Ye glanced at him displeasedly: "Who knew that senior brother Li would be so extravagant to put a magic weapon that can guess the location on the master, but don't worry, if he really finds it, it is also within my plan."
"… How to say?"
"Tsk, Senior Brother Li is a silent lunatic. It's not bad if he doesn't have his master-student relationship severed. What are you afraid of?" , "Senior Brother Qin, don't work hard on me, I'm just a cat."
Qin Jun felt his temples throbbing with anger, and just as he was about to catch the green tea cat back, he heard Jiang Yinghe's gentle voice from inside.
"Jun'er?"
He changed his breath, followed Changye into the boat, and said to Master with the usual expression: "Did you wake up?"
"No." Jiang Yinghe didn't expect that he fell asleep suddenly. He took off the cloak on his body and handed it to Qin Jun, saying, "I woke up by myself."
He lowered his head and watched the kitten he had just adopted rubbing against the hem of his clothes, then raised his hand to take the kitten into his arms, only to realize that Qin Jun had been staring at the white cat in his arms.
Jiang Yinghe pondered for a moment, feeling that it is natural to like soft fur and cute creatures, so he asked, "...do you want to touch too?"
How could Qin Jun want to touch this small natural green tea? He raised his head and said in an indescribable tone: "Master, has this cat been named?"
"Not yet." Jiang Yinghe said, "It's called Baibai? Would you like to get one?"
Qin Jun glanced at it, smiled with a bad expression, and said, "A cheap name is easy to support, let's call it Cuihua."
Jiang Yinghe: "... huh?"
——
Changye never thought in his life that he would be called Cuihua one day.
That bastard, Qin Jun, dragged the master to chat for half a candle, and made the master dazed, and actually confirmed the title.
This dilutes even his joy of returning to Master's side.
... It really is a dog thing.
Chang Ye hated his teeth so much, if he hadn't considered himself a cute, sensible, polite kitten, he would probably go up and tear Qin Jun to pieces.
But the only consolation is that Qin Jun has to leave after he comes to see it, and he has to keep a safe distance from the master, and the long night kitten can sleep in the painting boat, and the victory came so suddenly, except for the name and Qin Jun's name before he left. Apart from the menacing eyes, everything seemed particularly beautiful.
The business of withdrawing the ghosts and ghosts will be carried out together with the restoration of the Styx. Qin Jun had to go back to Nether Palace to make arrangements. Changye is not afraid that the other party will expose him, they are the same, who is more noble than the other
He stayed by Master's side, and he was so happy that he stepped on his milk.
The little white cat was lying in Jiang Yinghe's arms, rubbing against his hands, and heard the master's soft voice.
"You're just opening your mind, so you should take a good rest." Jiang Yinghe rubbed its ears, hesitated for a while, but still didn't say its name. "Don't disturb me in the middle of the night."
Although the distinction between day and night in the Netherworld was too inconspicuous, Jiang Yinghe believed that it could tell the difference, so he went back to the soft couch on the painting boat, took off his robe, and continued to sleep.
The surroundings are quiet, and even the living souls under the Styx River are extremely quiet. The little white cat tilted its head and looked at him for a while, then stretched out a paw to touch him, and only retracted the paw when it was sure that the master had fallen asleep.
The candlelight reflected Mao Mao's figure, making his figure bigger and bigger.
Originally, it was only a normal cat-sized creature, but it slowly loosened its shape confinement. After only a few layers were released, it grew to the size of an adult tiger. Its whole body was covered with soft and fluffy fur, its tail was thick, strong and soft, and it could easily The waist of the earth ring is extraordinary.
The originally small meat pad slowly opened, and the sharp hook inside was sharp, revealing the tip of the iceberg of the ferocious beast. Chang Ye carefully moved over to him, lying on the side to watch him, his fluffy tail moved on its own initiative, rubbing Jiang Yinghe's waist sweetly.
Changye raised his paw to touch the saliva that did not come out, stretched out his tongue full of barbs and licked his paw, holding back and staring from the side
See.
Afterwards, Jiang Yinghe seemed to feel a little comfortable being rubbed, turned around and buried himself in a large piece of fluff, and hugged the fierce beast beside him like a pillow.
... the peak of the demon life.
Chang Ye was a little nervous, he stuck out his tongue again, and licked the long snow-white ears on Jiang Yinghe's head.
The rabbit ear fluff was licked and wet, and it shook softly.
Chang Ye stared at the pair of ears, thinking that the Rabbit Demon had never seen it before, but someone like Shizun... he thought that the blood strips were so thick that they were three or five tubes falling crazily, leaving only a layer of blood skin struggling.
... Self-inflicted, all self-inflicted, but it smells so good...
Chang Ye swallowed, feeling that Jiang Yinghe moved away from his fur, and murmured in a low voice: "Don't lick... sleep."
While talking, he closed his eyes and raised his hands to pat the soft fur beside his hands. He felt that the kitten had been calmed down, and then he continued to sleep. He didn't notice anything wrong with the looped tail at all.
Jiang Yinghe's voice was always nice, but it was even better when he was half asleep and half awake. The dog would eat up Changye's shattered self-control, but he didn't dare to wake him up, for fear that he wouldn't want him if he found out that he wasn't a real kitten.
Changye lay on the side in aggrieved manner, circled the master around, then buried his head down beside him, the tail that couldn't control himself was still rubbing sticky back and forth.
So that night, Jiang Yinghe had a dream.
Ashamed to say, it was still a colorful dream.
He dreamed that he raised a cat, but the cat seemed to lose control of its size, growing bigger and bigger. The problem is, because of the habit developed since childhood, the cat has to lick it every day before going to bed he.
... It's going to kill me.
If it weren't for the barbs on the tongue that were lowered down, it is estimated that half of life would be lost after licking it. Jiang Yinghe choked speechlessly at the cat, and the red spots he licked one after another, as if some kind of fierce war had been waged.
It's so tough.
When Jiang Yinghe woke up, he reflected on himself blankly in his mind - he was single for a thousand years and had no desires or desires, and he had no emotional roots and was slow to respond, that's all. Why did he associate so quickly when he came to this kind of place
It shouldn't be, he is rooted in the three views and is stable, how can he feel that a kitten has unreasonable thoughts about him
Jiang Yinghe washed and changed his clothes while correcting his thoughts, calculating in his mind how long it would take to completely complete the restoration and continue the Styx River, so that he could go back to Penglai, or go directly to Yaozu to find Master Xiaoyun
younger brother…
Just as he was thinking about changing clothes, he saw himself reflected in the mirror in front of him, and the shy rabbit ears drooped even more this time.
After seeing him overnight, I feel like I have become a rabbit with lop ears... No, he is not a rabbit.
Jiang Yinghe approached in surprise, and reached out to touch the rabbit ears on his head—the timeliness of the residual drug effect has passed, but there is nothing that cannot be touched.
The tip of the ear is a little red...
The only other creature in the painting boat is the cat named Cuihua. Jiang Yinghe reasonably suspected that this little ancestor took his unreachable little decoration as a cat teaser while he was sleeping.
He turned his head, and just about to reprimand him seriously, he saw the little white cat painstakingly raised its paws, buried its head in licking its fur, then looked at him resentfully, and buried its head in licking...
hiss.
Barbs.
The phrase "Why does such a tender place look so hideous after having barbs" came to Jiang Yinghe's mind, feeling that his pristine body and mind had been completely polluted.
He looked away, thinking in a mess that it was a tomcat.
Jiang Yinghe was really curious and couldn't distract his attention. Finally, he turned his gaze back, walked up to the cat and lowered himself down, reached out and patted the cat's head, and said thoughtfully, "It hurts just looking at it, no wonder looking for it. Less than a little cat…”
The next moment, the white cat visibly... froze.
The author has something to say: Changye: Master, will you be my cat's fiancée? (I originally wanted to say that the little mother cat was afraid that the women in the comment area were driving too fast, so I had to be tactful.)