Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

"You will be able to work hard at that time. As long as you soak Xiaoguai in your hands, you don't have to worry in your life. If you can really become the "son-in-law" of the third young master, your future status will be higher than mine. When you fly The upper branch has become a phoenix, don't forget me."

"Meow!" Feng Li couldn't bear it, lifting a paw and pulling off the small bow tie on his neck.

It was crooked, but didn't pull it off.

So he used his two claws together, and kept pulling, as if he had a deep grudge against this little bow tie.

"Hey, what are you doing, don't talk, don't talk." Bai Yi stretched out his hand to stop it, but was severely clawed by Feng Li.

"I'm going, what are you doing."

Feng Lidan's paw can do his best, and it hurts a bit.

When the white robe was hit, he closed his hand and touched the back of the hit.

Seeing that the back of Bai Yi's hand was beaten red by himself, Feng Litan suddenly regretted it. A pair of gray eyes stared at the back of Bai Yi's hand, and the expression on his face was unspeakable.

Feeling the self-blaming look in the little gray cat, the white robe smiled: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt."

Feng Lidan glared fiercely at the hippy smiley white shirt, hung the crooked little bow tie, turned around and lay down.

Seeing that the little gray cat was angry, Bai Yi had to coax him with a face.

The whispering voice in the white clothes in his ear kept on, and Feng Litan was completely accustomed to it from the very beginning to be noisy and impatient.

After coaxing him for nearly half an hour, the little gray cat didn't respond to him. The white cloth was a little autistic.

"Your sister, Xiaocha, sent me a message saying that he helped you make the ribs porridge. Would you like to get it together?"

"..."

"Okay, okay, let's go, let's go." Bai Yi reached out and tried to touch the little gray cat, seeing that the little gray cat did not refuse, he picked it up.

Dress it up, then hug it and go out.

Feng Lidan actually didn't want to go out. One was that he didn't want to wear that person's little clothes, and the other was that he was afraid that the **** in white was going to get porridge in the name of taking him to meet some little boy.

But because he just slapped him with a paw, he felt a little sorry, so he didn't refuse.

Along the way, the white cat enthusiastically introduced the scenery of Wuyuan to the little gray cat. When he saw a beautiful flower, he had to hold the little gray cat to the flower and smell it, and then asked him if it smelled.

Looking at the energetic white clothes, Feng Litan couldn't help but smile.

Why did you laugh? Because Bai Yi took him around Wuyuan a couple of days ago in the afternoon. What he introduced to him now was actually introduced in the afternoon two days ago.

During the time he spent with the white clothes, he found that this kid seemed to have no troubles, he was in a mental state all day, and he was full of energy all day, and he was full of energy.

It seems that among the six realms, human beings have the most pressure in life. Why is the word "stress" invisible to this kid. Every day he lives like a okay person. He is in his twenties, and he is seven years old. An eight-year-old child seems to have it, not right. A seven- or eight-year-old child is still responsible for his studies, and he does not need it at all.

Even to an animal, there are endless things to say every day, which is really funny.

Bai Yi's attitude towards life is the most comfortable Feng Lidan has ever seen.

Bai Yi is definitely the only person he has ever met who is passionate about life every day.

It is really easy to be infected by white clothes.

After ten minutes' journey, Bai Yi walked for nearly an hour.

His mouth almost never stopped along the way, Feng Li Tan was not annoying at all, and occasionally he would respond with a sound or two.

One person and one cat walked leisurely to the main villa.