Chapter 46: The Cat Raising Manual for Sanxian (8)

Next, Han Shi received a very similar feeling to him before. He was so perverted. He had a look of resentment and only got a response from Meow Meow that he couldn't understand when he communicated with Meow Meow. His mount was obviously resentful about being buried in his stomach.

Han Shi did not rush to act, but instead held his cheek to admire the long and fur-fur tail that was swaying, and felt that the tantrum white cat was also surprisingly cute.

Therefore, it was not until at night when Han Shi sat on the bed, watching the white cat get a small quilt from somewhere and shrinking himself into a ball and nesting in the corner of the bed that he realized the seriousness of the matter.

I was so annoyed that he didn't even get into bed?This is amazing.

Han Shi stretched out a finger and poked the bloated quilt in the corner: Meow?

The quilt moved and avoided Han Shi's hand.

Meow!what?

But come to sleep?

Meow!don't want.

Han Shi leaned over and saw a piece of furry cat ears exposed outside the quilt. He followed the trend and said: Still angry?

The warm breath sprayed on the ears, and the pair of sensitive ears trembled twice quickly, then a cat's claw stretched out from the quilt, pressing against Han Shi's chin, softly pushing his face that was too close to him, with a hint of discomfort in his tone.

Just talk, don't be so close.

Seeing that his mount finally said something that could be understood, Han Shi grabbed the claw with his backhand, ignored the white cat's struggle, and hugged the cat with the quilt to the front, and then pulled off the strap around his waist with his backhand.

Miao Ling looked at Han Shi slowly unbuttoning her clothes, revealing her body below, and her eyes widened: ...What are you doing?

Crazy!

Han Shi stripped the white cat with a little out of control of his expression from his little quilt and placed it on his lower abdomen.

Because I was about to fall asleep, only two palace lanterns were burned in the house. The light was not very bright, but it added a bit of ambiguousness unique to the night.

The handsome man's clothes were half-wafted to his arms, and his long hair was slightly messy on his shoulders. He was next to the head of the bed, with a faint smile on his lips, and his body was stretched leisurely.

Thanks to the excellent vision of the monster, Miao Ling could not see all the seductive details clearly.

Whether it is the beautiful color on the surface of a man's skin or the slight ups and downs of his chest, the deep and shallow changes in his muscle lines, every breath exudes an unspeakable temptation.

This is also...a bit foul!

Han Shi lowered his head, rubbed the white cat in his arms with his fingertips, and asked in a low voice: Don’t touch it?

With beauty in front of me, Miao Ling's heart was beating rapidly, her mind was blank, and her claws were almost stretched out. Fortunately, at the critical moment, the painful lessons of the past appeared before her, which made her suddenly wake up.

I touched it... I won't have to add more money, right?Miao Ling tentatively said carefully.

Then there was Han Shi's silent gaze.

One person and one cat looked at each other speechlessly: ...

OK, she understands.

Seeing that the white cat was about to go crazy again, Han Shi quickly covered the furry cat on his stomach and coaxed: "Just Meow, I'll rub it back for you, don't be angry."

Miao Ling: ...

A minute later, Han Shi watched Baimao still focus on scratching his stomach with the flesh pad, and acted like he was about to smooth his abdominal muscles, which decided to change the topic strategically.

Well, starting tomorrow, aren’t you going to guard your highness? Just in case, I have to teach you some human spells to protect you.

!Spell!

Miao Ling pricked up her ears.

First of all... Han Shi pulled the clothes that fell on his arms: Monsters are born with some abilities, what do you know?

What will she do?

Miao Ling was stunned for a moment, and then realized that a problem was not a monster, but a human being, so...

I... can't meow in anything!Miao Lingcai is confident: No one has taught her.

... After the silence, Han Shi couldn't help but show Pity's eyes: How did he grow up with this beautiful fur so weak?

Then start teaching from transformation.Sitting in a straight position during cold.

It's very simple. Whether it is a monster that changes from childhood to year, or from adult to human, the key is sufficient spiritual energy.

The spiritual energy obtained by the monsters' cultivation on weekdays gathers into spiritual crystals in the body to store. Whenever they need to transform, they will urge the spiritual energy to penetrate into the meridians, strengthen the body, and promote the body's shape to change. The use of magic is similar.

If you want to transform into a shape, you must learn to call spiritual power.

Han Shi reached out to cover the eyes of the pair of wide-open cats: Close your eyes, concentrate, and try to feel where your spiritual crystal is.

Miao Ling closed her eyes as she said.

In the quiet and dark environment, the temperature of the man's hands was particularly soft, and she couldn't help but slow down her breathing.

Gradually, her hearing became sharper, and the tips of her ears trembled slightly, capturing sounds that she could not hear or was not noticed.

First, it was my own breathing, then the beating of my heart... and the sound of blood flowing.

Among the various mixed noises, there is a special place like the center of the vortex, which is the origin and the end of all sounds.

The epiphany only takes a moment.

... Found.

The small wooden sign in front of the white cat's neck lit up, covering her body. With the warm current, wandering around her limbs and bones, the originally petite white cat's body suddenly increased. When the light dissipated, Miao Ling turned into a majestic big white cat again.

Seeing his smooth changes, Miao Ling sighed: I am such a genius.

...Can this genius get off me first?

A weak voice came from the bottom: I'm going to be crushed to death by you.

Miao Ling looked closely and saw that his body, which was originally lying on Han Shi's lower abdomen, had hundreds of pounds, was firmly pressing against him, treating him as a human seat cushion.

!Miao Ling quickly rolled away.

I hope people in the cold era are fine.

The eight rules for raising cats by Sanxian: It’s so fun to tease cats.