shock!The tyrant's group pet cub is the daughter of heaven

Chapter 270 Bai Zhi'er, Don't Make Mess

"Meow~" Dahua called for help.

Bai Zhi'er frowned in confusion.

She turned her head and looked at Qingmei: "Sister Qingmei, how can you tell the difference between a male cat and a female cat?"

Qingmei was laughing at the princess's innocence and cuteness, but her smile froze when she heard this.

Distinguishing between men and women... How dare she talk about such a thing!
The princess is still young!
Qingmei coughed lightly: "This... Da Hua should be a boy."

"How do you know?"

"Because I have been in the palace for three years, I have never found out that this orange cat gave birth, which means it is not a little girl's cat." Qingmei analyzed seriously.

Bai Zhi'er nodded again and again: "It makes sense!"

She put the orange cat down: "Well, male cat, you can't kiss, lest Daddy will be sad."

The cat was probably afraid of being caught again, so it whizzed away against the wall.

Qingmei said: "His Royal Highness, let's go back. This servant will let Xiao Chengzi set off fireworks for you, okay?"

Bai Zhi'er shook his head, and the little milk said cheerfully: "No, I still have to go and play with Brother Fuce!"

After finishing speaking, she walked towards Shurawei with happy steps.

Qingmei looked bleak!
She had a hunch just now that Her Royal Highness would go to Wan Zonghou!

Such a cruel person, why is the little princess willing to play with him!

Qingmei followed Bai Zhier's footsteps resignedly.

Shura Wei Nei.

Feng Fuce was reading the file when he noticed someone poking around the door from the corner of his eye.

He raised his black ink pupils, and found that Bai Zhi'er was looking at him with big bright and round eyes poking out his round and soft face.

She looked like a small animal looking out for the situation.

Feng Fuce pressed a smile on the corner of his lips.

He raised his eyebrows slightly: "Since you're here, what are you doing hiding there?"

Bai Zhi'er said obediently: "You are reading, I'm afraid to disturb you!"

Feng Fuce put the book aside calmly: "I haven't read much, I just came back from outside."

Only then did the little guy smile happily, and ran to his side with little feet.

"Brother Fuce went out to play? Did you go to see the lanterns? Brother Xiao Chengzi said that there are lion dances and dragon lanterns in the market today!"

Bai Zhi'er leaned her little head on the table, resting her chin on the back of her hands, and asked with curious eyes blinking.

Feng Fuce thought for a while, raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "I'm not going to play, but to suppress bandits."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Zhi'er suddenly exclaimed.

"Brother Fuce, you are injured!" She tried her best to stand on tiptoe and reached out to touch his chin.

The little guy's fingertips are soft, with a slightly cool temperature.

Feng Fuce leaned back unaccustomed to it, and lowered his black eyes: "Small injury, it's fine."

Bai Zhi'er raised his head, his big watery eyes were focused on his wound.

"It must be very painful! Let me give you a whir!"

As he said that, the little guy stepped on the crossbar of his chair with both hands and feet, and squeezed into the same chair with Feng Fuce.

He wanted to stand up, not used to such close contact.

This grand teacher's chair is born with a circle of armrests around it, which firmly blocks Feng Fuce inside!

He raised his eyebrows suddenly, his eyes were dark and deep.

"What are you going to do?"

"Blow it to you, the pain will fly away!" After finishing speaking, she pushed Feng Fuce's jaw with a small hand, forcing him to tilt his head slightly.

Sure enough, Bai Zhi'er used her small mouth to blow out mouthfuls of warm and cool breath.

"Hu~~"

Feng Fuce felt an itch like a feather brushing, and suddenly couldn't help laughing.

He pressed the little guy's head with his palm: "Bai Zhi'er, don't make trouble."

(End of this chapter)