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I rushed over and patted his face with my paw.Poker bottle closed his eyes, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and his face was pale.

It should be syncope caused by excessive blood loss.Immediate hemostasis, bandages and medication are required, otherwise the situation will be very dangerous.

This is the first time I've hated this cat's body so much.

Wang Meng wasn't in the store, I was the only one here, and Poker Fing fell to the ground bleeding from wounds all over his body.

Nothing can happen to the stuffy oil bottle.A voice in my heart screamed.

The Poker Bottle fell in front of me like this, which made me lose all my sanity in an instant.

I want to save him, I want to save him.

Suddenly, I felt a trance for a while, and after that, my body felt a little chilly.

Looking down, he was not only shocked by everything in front of him.

This, this familiar white body without fur?

I'm human again!The reason why he is not in the mood to change back is because his mind is on the unconscious Poker Bottle.Ignoring the detail of not wearing clothes, I quickly picked up Poker Bottle and put him on the bed.The body is light and soft, like a woman, and I don't know where it burst out with so much strength.

Pokerfing's body temperature was frighteningly high, and the unicorn on his shoulders had slowly appeared.

I dug out the medicine box and treated his wound. What happened to them?Even Poker Bottle was seriously injured.While thinking about it, I gave him medicine.

When treating the wound on the side of the waist, Poker Bottle moved a bit, he opened his eyes and looked at me hazily, and called out unconsciously: "Wu Xie."

At this moment, something seemed to rush out from the bottom of my heart, making my eye sockets a little hot.

"Brother." I couldn't help but respond.

Poker bottle suddenly opened his eyes wide, he stared at me blankly, then grabbed my hand which was applying medicine to him.

I looked into his eyes, but there was some emotion in those usually indifferent eyes that I never thought would appear in Poker's eyes.

"Wu Xie." He read my name again, these two words seemed to have some magical power when they came out of his mouth, which made my whole heart flutter, and I wished I could rush over to overwhelm him immediately.

Before I could do anything, the door was pushed open.

Poker-Face and I turned our heads at the same time, and saw "Wu Xie" in casual clothes standing at the door, maintaining the posture of opening the door, with a strange expression, half a smile.

My first reaction was to run away.I have no way to explain this matter, I just made up the picture of a man without clothes and a smug oil bottle in ambiguous clothes - it is written that the cat demon seduces the little brother to absorb the yang energy, and people will believe it.

As a result, as soon as I moved, Poker-Face's hands tightly wrapped around mine.Then I pulled hard, and my center of gravity was unstable and I threw forward. He turned over again, and he became the posture of me lying on my back under Poker Bottle.

In this situation and in this posture, Wu Xie has lost the ability to think.

"Get out." Poker Ping just looked at me fixedly, and said calmly.

"I'll go, I'll go, you go on." "Wu Xie" actually smiled, and retreated out, closing the door behind him, and that smile seemed familiar and annoying no matter what.

Wait a minute, what's going on with this plot?In an instant, all the clues flooded into my brain, so much information that I could only stare at Poker Bottle with wide eyes.

Then, Poker Bottle actually laughed!That smile, like the melting of a thousand-year-old frozen snow mountain, like thousands of flowers blooming suddenly under the sun.

He lowered his head and buried it on the side of my neck, his breath gently caressing my neck, a little itchy.

"Wu Xie. Wu Xie."

"Little, little brother?" I called him, obviously feeling Pokerfing's breathing.I suddenly remembered his injury, and hurriedly said: "Brother, you are injured, lie down quickly." As I spoke, I gently broke free from the shackles of Poker Bottle, pressed his shoulders and made him lie down.

Poker-face obediently let me manipulate.I heaved a sigh of relief after fixing his bleeding wound from the action just now.It was only at this time that I realized that being naked was not an ordinary embarrassment.

As soon as the thought of hiding came up, I entered a half-dream and half-awake state, and after that, I actually turned back into a cat.

Damn, am I really a cat demon?

While struggling with this thought, Poker-Face lifted me up and placed me on his pillow. He turned over and looked directly at mine.

Why isn't Poker Bottle surprised at all?In this case, shouldn't the monster's neck be broken first to avoid future troubles?

He just frowned, then hesitated and said, "Wu Xie."

I meowed weakly.

He stretched his eyebrows, and said again: "Wu Xie, change back."

how to change?I recalled the process of becoming a human, I was just very worried about Poker Bottle, and then I was anxious to treat his wound.

Could it be that I can change if I want to?I try to think that I'm going to be human.

Really useful!I looked at my body in shock, then ecstasy.

After living as a cat for a while, I realize how wonderful human life is.

Boyouping was right next to me, with a faint smile on his brows and eyes.But lying face to face made me a little uncomfortable, I pulled the quilt over my body, coughed, and said, "Brother, do you know I'm Wu Xie?"

Poker Bottle nodded.

"When did you know?"

"I had my suspicions until the blind man showed up," he said.

blind?black glasses?Could it be—"The person pretending to be me is black glasses!" I said in surprise, "How could he come to pretend to be me?"

"Third Uncle asked him to come." Poker-Face said, "When he found out that your condition was not right, he planned the next thing."

Uncle San knows?This confuses me even more. "Fatty and they also know?"

Poker bottle only had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.Hey, join a group of them to watch the young master's excitement.

"Wang Meng?" I asked sullenly.

"He doesn't know." Poker Bottle shook his head.

"What about my body?" I was reminded of this important question.

"Third Uncle has been transferred to a private hospital he knows." Poker-Face's answer made me breathe a sigh of relief.

"Then you went to Tamutuo this time because of... me?" Since the third uncle knew about my situation early on, they probably went to confirm something.

"I'll let you be fine." Poker bottle said, stroking the side of my face with one hand.

I was stunned, and then I heard my own huge heartbeat, which was more joyful than meeting a blood corpse.

I fixedly looked into Poker Face's eyes, and then I suddenly grasped a certain emotion permeating them.That may be the same feeling as me.A mood that I have never dared to admit, and I tried to hide it.

Probably my body is not quite under my control, and it has done some things on its own that I have the heart to do but have no guts to do.

It took me forward and stuck to Poker Bottle's lips.

Warm, soft, cool fragrance.I must be drunk, because I felt Pokerfoil's sudden and violent response after a pause.Like the flood breaking the bank, like the sunrise at dawn, it makes me intoxicated and crazy.

What I know is that this kind of affection surpasses friendship and brothers.

It was a kind of love that was so intense that it made my heart palpitate. I finally understood it, and finally dared to face my heart.

I like this man in front of me.

I like the stuffed oil bottle.

The author has something to say: Did they get to know each other too quickly ==. .

I really can't do anything about abuse.