Immortal Loves Cat Also

"Meow woo ~" no, but also if there is a floating knife, Qingwu shook his head and said solemnly.

Without Ruofu Dao, she had already run away. Qingwu thought to himself, and dared not let Wen Yue see his thoughts, so he bowed his head and pretended to lick his claws.

"Wen Xiaomiao, if it's really a small dried fish that can deceive you, you're finished." Wen Yue has a shallow smile in his eyes. He is very satisfied with Qingwu's answer and doesn't forget to warn her again.

Qingwu didn't make a sound and licked her claws seriously, but she despised it in her heart. Does she look like a silly cat who would be cheated away by a small fish?

Wen Yuewei narrowed his eyes and looked at her. His hand on the table curled up unnaturally. If Qingwu looked up at him at this time, he would find that Wen Yuewei looked at her eyes with a gloomy look.

He is used to controlling everything in his own hands, but there is one thing in the world that he can't control. He doesn't want to have a second accident.

She couldn't figure out how to let Wen Yue leave the villa with herself. After staying in Wen Yue's study for two days, Qingwu couldn't stay. She began to run into the bamboo forest again. Therefore, Wen Yue ridiculed her as a non hateful nature. She forgot what she was angry with the monk in a few days.

Qingwu retorted without words, and couldn't help thinking secretly in his heart. It's not for his Wenyue!

"I really can't think of a way. Do you really have no way? I'm helping Wen Yue for the sake of Ruofu villa! " Qingwu sat on the bamboo tip, shaking his legs, and couldn't help asking the monk on the other side.

The monk sat cross legged on the bamboo tip opposite her and closed his eyes. He didn't know whether he was meditating or meditating. Often at this time, Qingwu didn't dare to get close to him, because the last time she leaned over, she was almost killed by the anger suddenly erupted from the monk.

Guangguang's hostility was so amazing that Qingwu turned pale with fear at that time. Later, he thought of the monk's hostility, and he didn't know how much blood it was stained.

At this time, Qingwu realized that the monsters who were accidentally put in to cater to his fun were really nothing in front of these hostility.

The monk still closed his eyes and made no sound.

Qingwu also knew that he couldn't care about himself at this time, but she couldn't help being irritable. However, the master was no longer there, and the little friends in immortal valley were not there. No one could give advice for her at all, and the only person she could ask was the monk.

The monk didn't make a sound. After Qingwu repeatedly asked for several times, she didn't continue to ask. She was getting more and more upset. She wanted to catch something and bite it to relieve her anger.

So when Wen Yue walked into the bamboo forest, he saw the monk sitting cross legged, and as soon as he turned his eyes, he saw the woman holding a bamboo who seemed to be grinding her teeth.

White clothes and silver hair, clean eyes, unexpected familiarity.

As soon as Qingwu saw Wen Yue, her whole body stiffened, and she simply forgot to run away. She also bit a bamboo tip that had just been folded, and didn't even shake her legs. When she came back to her senses, there was a flood of panic and panic.

She had thought about letting Wen Yue have a look at her figure before she left, but she didn't think of it. Before she left, she was accidentally bumped into by Wen Yue.