She found something strange about herself and was afraid of herself...
Is she going to abandon him?
What did he do wrong? Shouldn't he have exaggeratedly repel that kid Qin Lin just now?
No, he doesn't regret what he did.
He could feel distressed and upset for making her worry and cry, but he would never feel that he had done anything wrong.
She! Don’t abandon him! Don’t be afraid of him! Don’t stay away from him! No, no, no!
So, he jumped out of bed, hugged her legs and tried to climb up.
Su Luo remained motionless, not even lowering her head. Her mind was completely blank.
What should I do? Her little money is extraordinary...
Why does she feel heartache? Is Xiao Yinzi who feels sorry for her so pitiful?
He was poisoned, and even the cat demon couldn't save himself.
"Ah!" Su Luo suddenly felt a chill in her buttocks, and screamed, quickly grabbing the waistband of her pants.
Xiao Yinzi slowly blinked his eyes, squatted down at Su Luo's feet in aggrieved manner, meowed pitifully, and looked up at Su Luo.
Su Luo hurriedly pulled up her trousers that were almost pulled off by Xiao Yinzi, her face turned red as if her blood vessels were about to burst.
What does this male cat want to do? Why is he pulling on her pants... a perverted cat! He is a one-colored cat!
One person and one cat looked at each other, both trying to see through each other, but they couldn't see anything clearly.
Finally, Xiaoyu came to deliver blood-stasis removing ointment and broke the silence and subtlety.
Taking a step back slightly, Su Luo swallowed, turned around, opened the door, and took the ointment.
"Princess, does it matter if you have a little silver? Why don't Xiaoyu ask the guards to report to the emperor and request..."
Raising her hand to interrupt Xiaoyu's words, Su Luo smiled bitterly: "No need, it's just a cat. It won't starve to death even if it's disabled."
After saying that, he rubbed his sore eyes and said, "Sister Xiaoyu, I'm going to rest. Thank you for being so kind to me."
Watching Xiaoyu leave, Su Luo closed the door, leaned weakly against the door and slowly squatted down.
Her little silver was still lying on the same spot, her eyes seemed a little sad.
Can she still understand a cat's eyes? Or is it all just her imagination?
Maybe Xiao Yinzi was indeed injured, but the little hoof had not swollen yet. After all, no one said that there would be obvious scars after being stepped on.
Kneeling on the ground, she looked at the little silver, feeling indescribably sad.
How come everyone she comes into contact with has a mystery or purpose, even her pet is no small matter...