Fast Travel: Crazy Criticism of Beauty Always Conspiring against Me

Song Ci successfully dodged the pursuit and looked for him in the direction Als left just now.

Als didn't run very fast, but Song Ci caught up soon even though he was far behind.

Looking at the tired Als, he raised his hand to wipe the sweat with his sleeves.

She strolled leisurely by and deliberately laughed at him: "Why did you only walk so far after running for a long time?"

Als didn't care about this, he just noticed the wounds on her body at first sight and felt a lot of pain in his heart.

He held her hand and his voice was soft and waxy, "Cat, does it hurt?"

He looked up and asked her.

Song Ci's eyes were obviously still a little surprised, and his warm hands touched the wounds on his skin cautiously.

She felt a little hot, her eyes flashed, and the tips of her ears wrapped in white fluff were warm and pink.

He raised his hand and pulled Als away, "Why does this little injury hurt?"

Als felt a little nervous when he saw her indifferent expression.

How could she not care that she was hurt?
Als sighed.

His fingers fell on the back of her hand and rubbed gently.

"Mao Mao must protect himself in the future."

"Could it be..."

Just when Song Ci was thinking about it, he wanted to refute, but when he saw tears glistening in his eyes, all the words were choked in his throat and he swallowed them back, letting out a cold "ouch".

There was no resting place nearby. In the past few days, I had been either hiding or confronting the powerful orcs.

Song Ci was really tired now. He yawned lazily and his eyes became hazy.

Als sat on the clean stone next to him and didn't forget to wipe Song Ci.

Song Ci looked at the stone that was still stained with black soil even after being wiped on both sides, and suddenly didn't want to go over it.

Her long tail swayed slightly, and she was thinking about whether to go there or find a tree to sleep on by herself?
Als saw Song Ci stopping there and seemed to understand something. He took out a handkerchief from his pocket and spread it there.

"Mao Mao, you rest here first."

Als waved to her.

Song Ci then walked over slowly.

He thought it was funny.

Why is his cat so cute?

Sometimes I can be arrogant and love to be clean, and I don't like to express myself, but I will always care about her calmly.

Song Ci was close to Als and could smell her faint fragrance. It smelled very good and made people fascinated.

It was too late. Als tilted his sleepy head and leaned directly into Song Ci's arms.

She had been sleeping lightly. The moment Als came over to her, she sat upright, even her tail stood straight up.

Those cat eyes were wide open.

This was the first time someone was so close to her. She couldn't adapt and wanted to push him away.

Als had a nightmare and the tears in her eyes soaked a small piece of her clothes, and he grabbed the hem of her clothes so tightly.

Song Ci felt even more uncomfortable and couldn't push him away. Looking at his pitiful and aggrieved look, she indulged him this time even though she was unhappy.

The morning of a junk star is also dim. It is extremely far away from the central galaxy, and it takes tens of thousands of light-years for sunlight to reach here. It is so gray that it is difficult to distinguish between day and night.Song Ci felt a little dizzy.

Als didn't know when he woke up, holding a carrot in his hand and handing it to her.

Song Ci tilted her head and watched as Als insisted on handing it to her or took it.

"What?"

"For you to eat." Als nodded, remembering that Fanka had always fed his little beast cub carrots.

Cats are as white as they are and should eat the same.

There are very few cats in Als Interstellar. This race is very delicate, and even one in tens of thousands of galaxies cannot be found. He has never had personal contact with them before, and he only knows that they are not easy to raise.

Als stole the radishes from the vegetable patch where he didn't know the beast was working hard in the middle of the night and washed them cleanly.

This kind of star cultivation is already difficult, let alone anything else.

Looking at this plump and bright carrot, she didn't want to eat it. Although it was quite beautiful, she really had no appetite.

He pushed it to Als again, "I don't want it."

As soon as she finished speaking, a piercing alarm sounded.

Als was startled.

Could it be that he was caught stealing radishes? !

It was the first time in his life that he had done such a thing, and he discovered it just now before he had even started?

I think he felt so guilty when he was pulling out carrots...

It is difficult to cultivate plants in this kind of place but they are still so good. He must not have dug up someone else's experimental field...

Als stretched out his little hand and took Song Ci to run away, not wanting the carrot in his hand.

"what happened?"

Song Ci asked him confused.

Als felt a little guilty: "I stole the carrot."

"where?"

"I'm afraid I'll be far away..." Als squeezed his little hand, not daring to raise his head to look at Song Ci.

Song Ci suddenly widened her beautiful golden cat eyes, "You idiot! Don't you know how to run away?"

Als felt aggrieved, he was afraid that he would not be able to find her if he went too far.

He still regretted being left behind last time, and he was still afraid of being left alone by Song Ci.

Song Ci quickly left with Als, his long tail waving in the air.

At that time, the dungeon was so extravagant that the night pearls in the room shone brightly.

The man with a gloomy and sick face sat on the top throne.

Looking at the servant beast who came to report, the precious glass cup in his hand was smashed to pieces and fell at the man's feet.

People around him were trembling and dared not speak.

"What use do I need you for?!"