The White Cat’s Divine Scratching Post

Mo Tiankuo recalled Taishi, twitched the pottery shell twice on the ground, and forcibly changed it back to his wrist,

"Huh?" Qingtong looked up and looked at Mo Tiankuo. "What is the simple way?"

"Cough, this..." Mo Tiankuo looked down at him, his curly eyes showed a little curiosity, and his beautifully shaped mouth was slightly opened because of his head, and he could see a pink tongue tip, and couldn't help but slowly walked over. , Suddenly felt a little itchy ear on the left, turned to look.

A furry tiger's head was also moving towards this side, and a pair of big copper bell tigers stared at him, his eyes full of curiosity.

Almost forgot, the brother is there.

Seeing the lively big tiger, Qingtong remembered something and pulled out the little fox from the bracelet.When I got off the boat, I was afraid that other disciples would see it, so I stuffed the fox into the storage bracelet and almost forgot it.

The huddled fox shook his hair, walked two steps, plopped and fell on the cushion.Because curled up in the bracelet for a long time, legs numb.After kicking for a while, the legs got better, and they turned into teenagers. Mo Tiankuo was instructed to go outside to get the jade jade.

What Ding Zijin put outside the door is indeed the process of the conference.

The three congregations will have to wait three days before they start. Before that, they can enjoy the scenery and meet friends in the Liuyun Sect. The beginning of the congress is skill competition, alchemy, alchemy, formation, etc. This will last for ten days. , Followed by a spell fight.Those who have participated in the skill competition before can also continue to compete. Each competition will have a prize. The specifics are not written in the process. It is estimated that it will be announced at the meeting.

It was getting late and the mountain breeze started to cool down.

In addition to the master bedroom in the small courtyard, there are also rooms for the rest of the attendants and sheds for lingering pets.

Qingtong stood up and yawned, instructing Mo Tiankuo to give him hot bath water, and Frost Blade to tie up his pet, and he entered the master bedroom.

Shun Ling Chong?The little fox blinked and looked at the big brother around him. Is this?

Mo Tiankuo clenched his fist with one hand, put a soft cough on his lips, picked up the cushions and quilt on the ground, and went to warm the bath water.

Because this yard is for expensive guests, the equipment is very good.

A bath tub made of white jade is placed in the bath room, which is very large and can accommodate two people sitting inside.Mo Tiankuo quickly fetched water and reached into it to stir it. The fire department Lingli suddenly filled a bucket of water with steam. After thinking about it, he went to the yard to pick the wisteria flowers, washed them and threw them in.

Across the screen, watching the people inside undressed, Mo Tianluo swallowed his saliva, and when he saw someone dig into the bath tub, he walked straight into the face: "I'll wash your hair."

Qingtong frowned slightly, this traitor, now there is no hair in this seat, so it's rude to break in like this!When I looked at the tub, the petals were all over the water, and I couldn't see the part under the neck, so I didn't lose my temper.

Mo Tiankuo looked at his cat's expression and knew what he was thinking, pursed his lips and smiled, and dragged a high stool to the side of the tub: "It turns white, and the black wash is not clean."

"There's a lot of nonsense." Qingtong raised his hand and tried to slap him, but Mo Tiankuo caught him accurately, wiping slowly with a soft cloth towel.White arms rested beside the white jade bucket, which could not be more white.

"After you became a person, I haven't bathed you yet." Mo Tiankuo touched the big arm along the smooth forearm.

Qingtong drew his arm away, put it back into the water, and said nothing, but his ink-colored hair gradually turned white.This transformation technique is controlled by the spirit of the gods, so let it change to the original color, and the spirit of the spirits can be relaxed.

Pick up the wooden spoon with water, pour it gently on the snow-colored hair, wet the hair, apply the fragrance, and rub it slowly.Mo Tiankuo used to bathe the kittens in the same way. He carefully guarded his ears and eyes, and the cat would not lose his temper. Gently rubbing with his fingertips would make him very comfortable.

The white fur is easy to get dirty, and the kitten loves to be clean. When it is time to train, it bathes it almost every day.This uncle cat is usually fierce on weekdays, but has always been very good at taking a bath, or it may be the reason for Mo Tianluo's good practices.

Slender and strong fingers, shuttled between soft hair, gently scratching the scalp, Qingtong squinted comfortably, lying on his back in the bath tub, resting his head on the edge of the bath tub.The side of the bath barrel is very thick, and there is an arc-shaped groove on the side of the person who sits, which is convenient for the head.

"Little Claw." Mo Tiankuo looked down at him and called out softly.

"Huh?" Qing Tong responded vaguely, without regard to the name of the wicked.

"Who will take a shower for you in these three hundred years." Mo Tianluo picked up a wooden spoon to rinse his hair, and carefully guarded his ears with one hand to prevent water from entering. There are so many maids in Qingning Palace. When this man took a shower, when he thought that someone had touched this delicate skin, he wanted to take those maids to fill the stove.

"Who can wash it yourself?" Qing Tong raised his hand and pulled Mo Tiankuo's chin.

Mo Tiankuo kissed the fingertips soaked in water and wiped his hair with a cloth towel: "Body...I will wash it for you too?"

"Um..." Qing Tong sighed for a moment, and slap in the face of his head.

In the end, Mo Tiankuo didn't fight for the welfare of taking a bath for Mao Maomo's claws. He was driven out of the bath room by the master and waited outside.

"Huh, how can I have such a foolish master?" The wrist brace flashed, the voice of Taishi came from the sea of ​​knowledge.

"Shut up." Mo Tianluo turned to clean up the bed. His cat likes to sleep in a soft place. This white jade bed is still a bit hard despite the bedding.Liu Yunzong is really stingy, don't you know to spread more cushions?

This is really injustice to the Liuyun Sect. Usually, high-level monks do not need to sleep. There is a futon to meditate and rest while meditating.Who would have thought that the goddess of Wo Yunzong still needs a soft bed to sleep?

"He was your cat originally. When he was so big as a dear pet, he could talk down and help him to repair the soul," Taishi said as he flew out and turned into a big mouth, opening his mouth, "I said Master, aren't you okay?"

When Qingtong came out, he saw Mo Tiankuo burning something, and wiped his hair while walking in disbelief.

The ground was covered with a velvet blanket, and Qingtong stepped on it barefoot, wearing a loose snow-colored blouse, because there were drops of water on the body, and some places were wetted, surrendered to the body, vaguely revealing a little inside Color.

Mo Tianluo threw off the beginning of his hand, walked over and hugged the man to bed: "It's cold on the ground, why don't you wear shoes." Sitting on the bedside, put those white feet on your legs, wipe them carefully with a cloth towel, and then take over Qing Tong wiped his hair with a cloth towel in his hand.

After being wiped half dry, Mo Tiankuo put his hand in the snow-colored hair and slowly went down.The fire department's spiritual power circulates in the palm of his hand, drying his long hair bit by bit.

Qingtong yawned, glanced at Mo Tiankuo's thigh disgustingly, raised his hands and patted, put on a cloth towel, and then lay down to make him smooth.

Mo Tianluo froze for a moment and couldn't help but pursed his lips and smiled. Since the last misunderstanding, the relationship between the two has gradually returned to that intimacy as a child. The master will start to be lazy and lazy, and will also lie directly like this He must have smooth hair on his legs.Raise your hand to recruit Taishi and turn it into a comb, slowly combing the smooth long hair.

"Guru..." Qing Tong narrowed his eyes, a satisfied voice in his throat, and fell asleep shortly.

Mo Tiankuo stuffed the person into the bed and took a bath. He just put on his clothes and suddenly frowned, and someone touched the ban.

When I walked quickly into the courtyard, I saw the frost-bladed boy squatting on the wall, and when I saw Mo Tiankuo, I jumped down immediately and lowered my head in a guilty conscience: "Second Brother..."

"Want to go out?" Mo Tiankuo raised his hand to dry his hair. The prohibition in this yard was two-way. No one else could enter, and no one in the house could get out.

"I want to go around and find my sister." Frost Blade pursed her lips. He vaguely had a hunch that his sister was in this door.

"No," Mo Tiankuo refused without thinking. "There are prohibitions and formations everywhere. It is too dangerous at night."

"As long as my sister is within five miles of me, I can smell her." Frost Blade looked at the prohibition on the wall stubbornly.

Mo Tiankuo frowned slightly, and then started again: "That's easy, I have a way tomorrow."

"Really?" Frostblade stared at him with a pair of foxes.

"You have been waiting for so long, not too bad this night, don't cause Master to cause trouble." Mo Tiankuo raised his hand and rubbed the teenager's head, seeing him nodding cleverly, then turned back to the house.

Back to the bed, he found that the person on the bed opened his eyes again. He thought that the deified monk was so clever and clear that the little movement in the yard could not escape his ears.

Mo Tiankuo climbed into the bed and took the man into his arms: "Sleep."

The man twisted in his arms, dodged from the bend of his arms, pushed him outwards, rolled over and slept inward.Uncle Cat often didn't like to be held at the beginning of his sleep.Xu is used to sleeping in the same bed on the flying boat these days, and has not dared to leave.

Mo Tiankuo didn't bother him, he played around with a bunch of snow hair at his fingertips, and waited until the people around him fell asleep before reaching out to hug the person in his arms.

If he didn’t want to touch Qingtong, the method of double cultivation that Tai Shi said, Mo Tiankuo naturally was one hundred willing, but... Qingtong refused to sign a blood contract with him, but he didn’t want to be a servant. Such a proud guy, how could he be willing to be treated that way.

Many of Moxiu's transformed pets will be pulled into bed by their masters. Are those pets really willing?However, it is subject to the blood contract, and the resistance can only be resisted.If he took possession of him under the pretext of healing, how would he be different from those who threatened his pet with blood contract?

Demon Venerable, who has never had a moral spirit, met his own cat, but suddenly noble.Mo Tiankuo looked down and looked at the guy in his arms. His white face was buried in Mo Tiankuo's arms. He slept warmly, and the lilac pendant hung on his chest, suddenly disappearing.

Mo Tianluo frowned, and the Nine Soul Crystal pendant responded, either Qingtong's soul was unstable, or someone nearby used a spiritual horn.

"Um..." Sure enough, Qingtong opened his eyes slightly and mumbled, "Headache."

Mo Tianran leaned over and kissed the pale thin lips.Nine soul crystals are here, the power of the training spirit horn is greatly reduced, but Qingtong's soul is too fragile, and any wind and grass will hurt him.The sweet breath filled the lips and teeth, making people want to stop. Mo Tiankuo couldn't help but hold the long and pliable body in his arms, and the other hand in the bed, couldn't help but slowly into the soft tunic.

He just touched it, just a moment, really!