He didn't say anything, and walked straight to a small shack and stopped. He pulled open the small fence in front, and a ball of white fur was there. Seeing him, he slowly, he looked up lazily, and raised his tail and shaking it.

Youmeng's eyes lit up: "Huh? There is still a cat?"

It was a snow-white cat with blue and green mandarin duck eyes. It looked very beautiful. As soon as it stood up, it exuded an elegant aristocratic temperament.

He reached out and rubbed the white cat's head. The white cat also rubbed him clingyly. He looked very gentle and was completely different from the cold and rebellious little leopard.

He threw the black cat in silently and closed the fence. This style of being completely different from the two, made Youmeng suspect that the little leopard was definitely not his biological child, but a wild child picked up by the roadside.

Youmeng was born to love these little things, and couldn't help but be curious and wanted to touch the white cat, but as soon as he approached, he pulled it back hard.

She hit his chest, "Don't look." He said coldly.

He refused to satisfy her curiosity so much that she was a little unhappy: "Isn't it just a cat? What can't be seen?"

At this moment, two cats howled one after another, all of which were miserable and strange sounds.

"Listen!" Youmeng's nerves were tense, "Why are both so fierce? Are they fighting?"

He acted indifferently: "Can they do whatever they want."

He wanted to take her shoulder and go back to the house. She avoided it and ran up and opened the fence. He didn't stop her. As a result, she saw that scene - the black cat pressed the white cat under her body and was still biting the white cat. The white cat wanted to break free, but the black cat bit more fiercely. The white cat wailed and looked very painful. At this time, they found Youmeng watching, turned their heads together, staring at her with a look of dissatisfaction and warning.

"They are really fighting!" The white cat was pressed and unable to move, screaming in pain. Youmeng couldn't bear it, so she pushed the man's arm, "The little leopard is biting the white cat's neck, Yuan, go and take care of it!"

"It's been going to you for so long, and it's normal to miss a wife." He looked at her with a squinted look and said with a cold look, "Don't disturb them from reunion after a long separation, cultivate feelings, do you know what a small separation is better than a newlywed?"

Youmeng has become petrified, and his guilty little eyes float to the two cats lying on the same piece: "You said they are..."

"Is my meaning obvious enough?" He smiled coldly, "I want me to be more straightforward?"

"No, no!"

"They are having sex, happy."

Although she tried her best to stop him, he still told the essence without blushing.

"You!...why are you saying it!" Youmeng blushed and pushed his chest with resentment, angrily, "I have understood it all, you still said..."

He held her hand that hit her chest, and his tone was so innocent and joking: "I told you not to see it. You have to see it. Don't look at it or not?"

Youmeng buried her face in a rude manner, and she wanted to find a hole in the ground to crawl in: "How did I know that cats are like this... I have never seen it before."

He ticked his thin lips interestingly, leaned his head closer and closer, and pressed his ears to her, and his low voice became more and more evil: "You have never seen a cat in heat, and you should have seen that person in heat, right?"

His breath spilled on her face, and her cheeks became even hotter as if they were burning. He broke away from his hand: "You are so bored, I won't tell you."

Then he turned his head, picked up the utensils to collect flower dew, and ran back to the bedroom in anger.

His eyes kept following her, his lips curled up beautifully, and his eyes were filled with doting.

(23333 Mr. Yuan, are you really good at teasing your wife?)
Chapter completed!