491 Be my pussy (7)

Ling Lin was unhappy again, and the cat hair all over her body exploded.

"Meow"

He is not young yet, he will be an adult soon!

Ever since he was little, he has hated being told that he is too young!

"I know, your name is Ling Lin."

Suna leisurely watched it vigorously beating the air, like an acrobatic performance, very energetic.

Seems to be recovering well.

That’s great, who doesn’t like cute and arrogant little cats?

Suna then gently put it back on the straw pile. The little orange cat immediately became quiet, hugging the bright red fruit she handed over obediently, and took a few bites of the sweet juice with satisfaction.

Suna gently stroked its soft fur, curling the corners of her lips.

Let’s give in to the baby a little this time.

The girl set up wooden sticks to roast the crane, and while waiting, she took out some seasoning plants.

Take the stones and pound them into powder.

Dinner was quickly finished and the fire was almost extinguished.

Suna lay down lazily and felt a strand of hair being caught on something, so he opened his eyes and lifted up the culprit.

The little orange cat was stiffly grabbed by the back of her neck, still not used to such a posture. He raised his kitten face and his eyes were wide open.

"Why are you pulling my hair?"

Suna resisted the urge to ravage it crazily and asked, holding his head with one hand.

Hold it in, lest you scare your little boyfriend and leave him with the shadow of the Year of the Beast.

The little orange cat remained obediently motionless, looking at the white tiger girl with wet blue eyes. After reacting for a few seconds, he slowly raised his short forelimbs.

The soft and fluffy tail has a cute tip.

Ah, an arrow in the heart.

Suna licked his lips and shook his head seriously to refuse: "No, I have just recovered and my body needs to be strengthened. You can't touch the water casually."

Moreover, the temperature of the river in the Beast World Forest was below zero, so how could she feel relieved when such a little one went to take a bath in the river.

The little orange cat's soft flesh pad gently pulled the girl's fair wrist, and the cat's ears moved. A beautiful deep blue blooms in the depths of the eyes.

"If it doesn't work, it won't work. Even if it's cute, it won't work."

"Woo"

Grandma's cooing came from her voice.

The little orange cat lowered his head in despair and stopped looking at...her.

But it was dirty and uncomfortable.

Suna discussed with it in a good voice: "Anyway, I will send you back to the tribe tomorrow morning, and the tribe will have clean spring water for use."

Just like the raw water used by the river, the substances are mixed, and the little cutie can't stand it, but the spring water is different.

The little orange cat was stunned after hearing this. He was quiet for two seconds and shook his head hard. The whole furry little body was protesting.

"Huh? Don't want to?"

Suna was a little surprised. He felt that its body was a little cold, so he held it in his arms and covered it.

The little guy stiffened even more.

"Don't you want to send you back tomorrow morning?"

"Meow"

The little orange cat didn't want to speak, and his voice sounded aggrieved.

Suna stretched out her hand to smooth the baby's hair and asked, "Do you know who I am?"

"If you stay with me for a long time, I'm afraid no one will want to play with you when you go back."

The emperor's aura wants to be domineering, not to mention that her current reputation is very bad, and humans and animals are afraid of her.

She originally planned to establish the image and then go back to pick it up.

The little orange cat in her arms nodded slightly, becoming more determined to stay with her.

Suna was so moved that she rubbed it twice.

As expected of her cub!

No, he is indeed her boyfriend!

Still more accustomed to sleeping like a white tiger, Suna lay on the snow-white tiger paws and lazily closed his eyes.

Place the little orange cat dumpling back on the pile of soft straw and wrap its body with its tail.

It's all about possessiveness.

"Good night."

"Woo"

The wrapped kitten curled up and the tip of its tail was slightly raised.