The harsh roar woke Feng Yunmo up. She frowned in displeasure, raised her chin, lifted the quilt, rubbed her eyes and shouted, "It's so noisy."

"Woooooo..." Under the quilt, the little white tiger struggled hard. Unexpectedly, Feng Yunmo turned over and pressed its entire body under her. It screamed desperately.

Feng Yunmo put her hand into the quilt, grabbed one of the little white tiger's hind legs, and dragged it out. She shook the corner of the bed fiercely, pointed at the little white tiger and said, "Don't make any noise.

Let me sleep for a while longer and then set off for the Ginger Medicine Temple."

"Ouch..." he yelled at her defiantly.

His claws hooked the red rag that was pressed under Feng Yunmo's arm: "Wang, Wang, Wang..."

"Where did this come from?" Following the claws, her eyes fell on the red rag. She picked up the red rag and asked.

The little white tiger jumped up excitedly and shouted at the red rag.

"Why did you pick up this crap?" He threw it out of the bed.

The little white tiger jumped instantly, jumping straight from Feng Yunmo to the ground, and the red rag covered its head again.

"Prosperous, prosperous, prosperous..."

"Prosperous, prosperous, prosperous..."

It kept barking, spinning around in circles, and the red rag covering its head floated up.

Did you see that?

A man in red came here, and his clothes were like these rags, floating in the wind.

Feng Yunmo didn't understand what kind of dance it was dancing there.

She lay on the bed, resting her chin on her hand, frowning as she watched the little white tiger jumping and jumping in front of her, spinning in circles and waving its claws.

"Prosperous, prosperous, prosperous..."

"Prosperous, prosperous, prosperous..."

Seeing her confused look, the little white tiger stopped spinning.

He stood up, walked slowly to Feng Yunmo, and touched her eyebrows with a finger on his paw.

Here, here, is stamped with the seal of Beiming Yexuan, you are sold.

Come on and understand what I mean.

"Are you tickling me? It's very comfortable." Feng Yunmo held the little white tiger's paw and scratched her arm, with a satisfied look on her face.

The little white tiger's eyes widened and he stared blankly at his paw being held by Feng Yunmo, but for a long time he didn't know how to continue to express what he meant?

I cried secretly in my heart: It's so sad, she really doesn't understand what I mean.

It lay down on the bed and let Feng Yunmo use his claws to 'ravage' it to its heart's content.

Feng Yunmo saw that it was silent, so she thought it was uncomfortable somewhere, so she picked it up and asked, "My stomach hurts again."

"Ouch..."

"No, then why don't you stop playing? Keep going. That dance you dance is very beautiful, although the movements are a little clumsy." His narrowed eyes are as bright as the lips of stars in the dark night, and he looks so smart.

Girl, why are you so stupid?

The little white tiger struggled impatiently, and at this moment, the door was pushed open a small crack.

The hedgehog rat beast squeezed in through the small gap: "Morning!"

"Boom, boom, boom..." Seeing the hedgehog mouse, the little white tiger turned around and called it excitedly.

"So welcome to me." The hedgehog said proudly.

"Wang..." After shaking hard, Feng Yunmo finally put down the little white tiger: "Little one, take it out to play. It hasn't gotten out of bed for several days."

"You."

"I'll go back to sleep."

"I'll sleep with you to death." Hedgehog Rat said viciously.
Chapter completed!