Urban dad: My wife is a domineering female president

Chapter 94

Compared with losing an arm, being torn apart can indeed be called luck.

Yang Xiao landed on another rock, and there was a huge distance between him and the white cat.

His eyes were fixed on the white cat, but he didn't expect the white cat to kill him when he disagreed with him.

In view of the previous attack without warning, Yang Xiao didn't dare to relax at all, after all, no one knew when the white cat would launch a second attack.

All Yang Xiao could do was stay alert, so that he couldn't even feel the pain.

Even though the blood from his injured arm kept gushing out without stopping at all, he seemed to be made of steel, and he didn't even frown at all.

Compared with the hardships he had suffered inside, this was really nothing worth mentioning.

In the past five years, no one except himself may know how many hardships he has experienced in it.

However, Yang Xiao's concentration at this time was useless.

At this time, the behavior of the white cat seemed to have become very strange.

From Yang Xiao's point of view, the white cat had no intention of attacking him at all right now.

The white cat looked more like it was in a daze, very humane.

Yang Xiao became more and more sure of his guess, that mountain beasts have spirits, and they are not much worse than humans.

Because the white cat right now, despite its cat body, is already very human-like.

It lifted the paw soaked in Yang Xiao's blood, lowered its head and stared in a daze, the look in the cat's eyes was extremely complicated.

Compared with the previous white cat who was indifferent to what Yang Xiao said, this white cat in front of him seemed to be a different one.

So much so that Yang Xiao, who was looking at the white cat, couldn't understand its behavior.

Isn't it just stained with a little bit of his blood? What's so interesting about it? Could it be that this snow-white cat has a cleanliness habit?
Yang Xiao laughed because of his imagination, maybe the cat in front of him really has a cleanliness habit, after all, many humans have cleanliness.

Since the intelligence of the white cat in front of him is similar to that of humans, it is not surprising that there are some human problems.

"That... the blood on your paws has nothing to do with me, it's all done by you yourself! Look, you've caught me and ripped me apart!" Thinking of this, Yang Xiao suddenly spoke up out of nowhere.

If this white cat really has a cleanliness habit, Yang Xiao thinks it is necessary for him to explain.

Otherwise, the white cat would mistakenly think that he had soiled its paws, and it would have to go crazy. These mountain beasts, like fur and blood, have animal nature.

Yang Xiao, a white cat that didn't go mad, was not sure of defeating it, let alone a white cat that went mad.

If the white cat wants to fight him desperately, he really doesn't have much confidence in playing, and the probability of his death here will increase infinitely.

But what Yang Xiao didn't expect was that the white cat didn't mean to go crazy.

After his voice sounded, the white cat broke away from its previous state.

Except for the complicated color in his eyes, everything else has returned to normal.

The white cat raised its head and put its gaze on Yang Xiao. It was looking at Yang Xiao seriously at this moment.

Yang Xiao felt a little uncomfortable being looked at by the white cat. At a loss, she had no choice but to speak again.

"You... You are so serious about what I do, it makes people feel uncomfortable. What I said earlier is the truth! The blood on your paws was indeed made by you yourself."

The white cat didn't speak, but its eyes changed.

The seriousness is gone, replaced by a touch of weirdness.

It felt like an ordinary person watching a psychopath.

Thanks to that white cat who can't speak, otherwise Yang Xiao would be pissed off, after all, Yang Xiao couldn't stand it now.

"Hey, hey, I said, what kind of eyes do you have, I'm not crazy!"

The white cat ignored Yang Xiao, and his expression changed again.

This time, it directly turned into pity, as if to say that Yang Xiao was stupid at such a young age, what a pity.

Of course, this is just Yang Xiao's own guess.

He had no way of guessing what the regret in the white cat's eyes meant.

Anyway, the white cat gave Yang Xiao an unusually weird feeling at this time, without murderous intentions or coldness, as if an elder suddenly met a junior who had been lost for many years.

Yang Xiao couldn't help laughing gloomily when this thought came to his mind.

He was really dazzled by this white cat, what a joke, how could a white cat that grew up in the barren mountains make him feel like his elder.

He's human, that's just a cat, okay?

At this moment, the white cat suddenly made another move.

It's not a change in expression, but a body movement.

An action that puzzled Yang Xiao, the white cat suddenly raised a paw and pointed at the horse chestnut that Yang Xiao was going to pick earlier.

If it weren't for this kind of action, Yang Xiao, who was on guard, would have dodged again.

Yang Xiao didn't dodge, but just looked at the white cat in bewilderment.

Seeing that Yang Xiao didn't understand what he meant, the white cat couldn't help showing a look of contempt in its eyes, as if to say that Yang Xiao was stupid.

Meanwhile, its paw continued to point.

At this time, Yang Xiao's head was indeed a bit unable to turn the corner. At first, he had to face him life and death and regarded him as the white cat in his mouth, but suddenly he lost that thought.

He tried to guess what the white cat meant, and his brain opened even wider.

"You asked me to pick that orchid?"

When Yang Xiao said so, the white cat nodded repeatedly.

Yang Xiao glanced at the white cat in surprise, not quite understanding what the white cat wanted to do.

Attack him while he's picking orchids?With the strength of the white cat, there is absolutely no need for this.

He really couldn't figure out why the white cat would do this. After struggling a lot, he could only give up thinking about this problem, thinking that the white cat had schizophrenia. Although the previous white cat and the current white cat were the same, they had different personalities.

In this way, he was really lucky.

Surviving a desperate situation in this way and turning danger into a bargain, the heavens must have favored him too much.

He moved his eyes and looked at the horse chestnut plant. After some consideration, he slowly approached the horse chestnut tree.

Be careful sailing for ten thousand years, although the white cat has no intention of hurting him, but he is still full of vigilance.

That white cat is so moody, and if there is any change in his temper, he can respond in time.

Otherwise, wouldn't he die unjustly.

So that a very simple thing like picking horse chestnuts has become extremely difficult for Yang Xiao.

It seemed that every time he took a step, he was risking his life, and his heart was beating all the time.

(End of this chapter)