Chapter 1248 What Are Beer Bottles For?
But in the next second, as if it thought of something unacceptable, it jumped off the soft couch with a bang, desperately grabbed Long Muchen's calf, and crawled towards him.
He raised his head, and with a click, he bit Long Muchen's chin: "Smelly old man, if you dare to go out, if you want to vent your fire, you can try it. I'd rather find you a beer bottle than let you go out to fool around. , so as not to get dirty!!"
"Beer bottles? What are they for?" Long Muchen scratched his head for two or five million, and explained something unclear: "This king doesn't use beer bottles, this king is going to meditate on the ice bed to improve his internal strength. What does it have to do with being dirty or not? Duo'er, do you want to go with me?"
"I don't want to go. It's autumn and it's getting cold. My hair is short. If I roll on the ice bed twice, I'll become a miniature ice sculpture. I'd better sleep under the blanket!"
After finishing speaking, Papaya dug the quilt, arched his head, and got in with his small body.
Long Muchen only knew that Qian Duoduo, who had turned into a cat, was snoozing, but didn't know that at this moment, Muguaduo was covering her mouth with her claws in the bed, secretly laughing.
Whoops, look at it, it really has yellow hair, and even its thoughts are extraordinary!
The "fire purging" that Shisi said is not the same as "purging fire", why do you get a beer bottle to join in the fun!
However, judging by her venomous gaze over the past ten years, this little papaya, when she grows up, will also be the master of the three!
If anyone falls in love with this cat, why not jump around with it?
——Duoer dividing line——
In the early morning, papaya clutched her belly that was making a fuss, rolled around in the quilt twice, raised a corner of the quilt, and poked out a head.
"Why did you get up so early today?" As soon as Long Muchen entered the study, he saw the papaya looking around, raised his hand, and hugged the little thing on his lap.
Papaya was so hungry that she was a little weak, she lazily raised her eyelids, and glanced at the gentle and jade-like man.
He sat up all night, and there was no trace of fatigue on his handsome face, but he was much more refreshed.
Papaya pointed to his stomach and said that he was hungry, but when he opened his mouth, there was a meowing sound, which made him subconsciously cover his mouth in fright, and then opened his mouth cautiously, letting out a cry. Little whimpers.
Sure enough, being a cat shouldn't be too embarrassing. You see, in just one night, my sister was beaten back to her original shape. I should have known howled twice last night.
Stretching out her paws, she crawled towards Long Muchen's shoulders with all four limbs, pouted, begging for a kiss.
‘Fourteen, let’s have a fuck, return my human language! '
Of course, Long Muchen knew what Duo'er was thinking, but he still stretched out his hand, held down its climbing body, and pressed it on its leg.
"Duo'er, don't be in a hurry, anyway, the king will take you up the mountain in a while. After meeting the master and recovering your human body, you can talk again, otherwise when you open your mouth, you will be yelling 'fourteen, old man', After listening to others, why don't they treat you as a goblin and put you in a cage?"
Papaya thought for a while, and felt that Fourteen's words made sense. In this feudal country, how could it keep up with the advanced trends of "time travel, possession"?
If they really saw that he spoke the human language, they might have tied him up and roasted him like a goblin to sacrifice to heaven!