Fengjue Tianxia: Poison Doctor Seventh Miss

Now, this fat man who was always smiling, was actually jumping in anger from the cat.Feng Qingyue squinted her eyes and drank the third sip of the ice-cold black tea, feeling that the third sip seemed to be much more delicious than the first two.

Lang Shaobai is sad and angry, Lang Shaobai is dissatisfied, and Lang Shaobai is depressed!

In this life, his favorite color is pink, and his favorite thing is a small pink handkerchief.

In the end, his most precious thing was reduced to being used as a bellyband for a cat. Of course, he was not dissatisfied with Feng Qingyue for asking him for a bellyband, but he was dissatisfied with this damned cat, who didn't know how to cherish it, which caused him to die. After buying so many cute little handkerchiefs, it really hurt his heart.

Then, the cat actually scratched him. [

His skin is so supple, smooth and shiny, and his face is so handsome, he is bleeding profusely from being scratched by a cat.This is simply nothing in the history of Lang Shaobai.Shame, what a shame.

However, the cat was accepted by Miss Seven, so he reluctantly ignored it. He also planned to buy a bunch of colorful handkerchiefs and throw them to Wu Suiyun in the future, provided that none of them were pink.

But, just now, he was so happy, with black tea in one hand and chicken leg in the other, he happily wanted to give Miss Seven black tea to drink, and then please.As for the drumstick, of course it was because he was hungry.In the world of Lang Shaobai, the first thing that cannot be missing is pink, the second is that the small handkerchief must be pink, and the third is of course delicious food.Of course, the most, most, and most important thing right now is Miss Seven of their family, and all the others are left behind.

As a result, he was robbed by a black shadow who didn't know where he came from just now. He didn't rob him of money or sex, but he actually cut off his chicken leg.Moreover, he has not seen who did this.But thinking that Miss Seven was right in front of him, Lang Shaobai decided to bring Miss Seven black tea first, and then talk.

But in the end, he actually saw the culprit sitting in front of the window leisurely, eating his chicken leg with extra elegance, wearing his pink handkerchief, sitting next to his most important Miss Seven.

For a moment, Lang Shaobai felt very wronged, especially wronged, as if he had been wronged by the sky.After yelling, he glared at the little black cat Lan Qi with flaming eyes, and Lan Qi glanced at him with great disdain, and immediately turned away from him, eating the chicken leg with peace of mind, becoming more and more graceful, completely ignoring Lost wolf Shaobai.

After discovering this result, Lang Shaobai looked at Feng Qingyue mournfully with grief and resentment on his face, his plump breasts kept rising and falling, comforting himself from the bottom of his heart, that was Miss Seven's blood deed beast, that was Miss Seven's blood Deeded beasts cannot be beaten, cursed, killed, or eaten.But even so, Feng Qingyue couldn't drink the black tea because of the burning grief and indignation.

Putting the black tea aside, Feng Qingyue looked at Lan Qi, the little black cat who quickly wiped out a chicken leg, and threw the bone of the chicken leg in front of Lang Shaobai with extreme arrogance, and then looked at the even more sad and angry Shao Lang. After Bai, there was a moment of silence.

For some reason, she felt more and more that the cat's personality was somewhat similar to hers.Don't think that she didn't notice that the little black cat's sapphire blue eyes were gloating and sarcastically staring at Lang Shaobai with the look of finding a toy.