But let's not say, this guy has thick hair, and it is not rare to pull it.

Chu Ci lifted her claws, her little pointed claws popped out of the pink mat, and a few strands of white fur were stuck in the gap.

Chu Ci tilted his head and was held down by a paw.

Someone who had been slapped finally opened his eyes and turned his head, and the heterochromatic pupil looked at the white fur that was pulled off by the little guy and tossed aside.

Lansa:...

"Duanzi, are you asking me to get up and play with you? Not happy alone?"

"I'm hungry!"

"Okay, can't we play high up?"

"I want to eat meat!"

Then Lan Sa had a smile in his eyes, and his tail flicked up, and Chu Ci, who was still holding his tail just now, was thrown up by him.

The round little white ball flipped around in the air and was caught by the big tail again.

He yawned and continued to throw high.

The eyes are full of perfunctory expressions.

Chu Ci, who squeezed his tail tightly, grabbed his hair again angrily.

After discovering that Chu Ci had grabbed his tail and couldn't throw it up, Lan Sa did not stop, and continued to swing his tail regularly.

Looking at her lazily.

Chu Ci: Thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to play games with me!

Seeing Chu Ci violently grab a lot of the hair on his body, if Chu Ci is allowed to grab it like this, it is estimated that no matter how dense the hair is, it will be bald.

As a predator standing at the top of the food chain, Lan Sa has always been the only one who grabbed other people's hair.

Watching Chu Ci continue to scratch.

Lansa finally stopped, and her body changed into a human form.

You can't keep pulling his hair like this, right?

Then he raised his hand to squeeze Chu Ci's nape, and directly embraced the small ball of hair into his arms.

This time it was right, and the strength was right.

It seems to be better to communicate in human form.

Chu Ci popped a small head out of his arms, tilted his head, thinking so.

"Didn't you play with you? What do you do to harm my Mao?" His voice was low, that kind of lazy, with a bit of helplessness inside.

Chu Ci rolled in his arms.

Some dissatisfied chirps screamed twice.

I almost dedicate all the swear words I have learned all my life to this guy in front of me.

His face didn't change, and he smiled lazily, rubbing Chu Ci's little head, "Yes, yes, I know you like me, I saved you, so stop arguing."

"From which tone do you hear that Lao Tzu is saying I like you?!"

The fluff on Chu Ci exploded.

Even if you can't understand the meaning of her words, then her movements and her tone can always be understood, right? !

Angry!

Chu Ci: "I'm hungry!"

Ranza, who was rubbing the fox cat in her arms, yawned again and raised her eyelids, "Are you saying you want to stay here? Don't worry, I will raise you in the future, and I won't talk to your irresponsible parents. It’s like letting a cub wander outside."

Chu Ci: "...You are actually a fool, right?"

Lan Sa heard Chu Ci's scream and smiled with care, "What? I'm so good? Good, don't get excited, be good."

Chu Ci: "You are mentally retarded!"

Lansa: "The baby hasn't played enough, and still want to play high?"

Chu Ci subconsciously hooked Lansa's clothes with his paws: "...I don't want to talk to you, mud music."