Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

Before Wen Xiaoai lost his temper, a deep warning sounded unpleasantly:

"Don't touch it!"

The drunkard cast his eyes at Jun Moyan, smiled nonchalantly, and then began to examine the cat.

However, within a minute of checking, the drunkard’s expression was a bit wrong...

This **** expression made the others present feel confused, and they were even more curious about what was going on.

Had it not been for Jun Moyan's presence, Tsing Yi and Bai Yi would have stepped forward and asked.

It was the first time that this expression appeared on the face of the drunkard, which was too strange.

I'm afraid that even if Wuyuan was attacked and exploded, this drunkard probably just didn't bother to take a look.

On the contrary, Jun Moyan didn't change his expression.

Because the shocked look of the drunkard also appeared in his eyes ten minutes ago.

This cat is indeed unusual.

The expression of the drunkard made the white clothes on the side irrational.

Is it really the same as he thought, this cat...was upset by something?

This drunkard not only sees a doctor, but can also see this?

That's really hidden.

"What's the matter?" Tsing Yi noticed the white shirt who looked wrong beside her.

Bai Yi glanced at Tsing Yi, hit him hard with his elbow, and whispered:

"It's not all you yet."

"Isn't it, a cat and a crow scared you like this? Let's not say that you are from Wuyuan when you go out, it's a shame to the third master."

"You are still gloating, and I will settle the account with you later." Bai Yi glared at him.

After a while, the drunkard stopped the inspection and looked at Jun Moyan: "This...is it really the previous cat?"

"Do you think I would be so boring to find the same cat, stained with blood, and then let you check it?" Jun Moyan looked at a drunkard like a fool.

The drunkard stared at him, as if wondering how credible his words were.

It's really not how boring he thinks Jun Moyan is, but it's... incredible.

"What about the wound on its body? I wasn't really drunk just now. You told me that the wound was healed for at most half an hour?"

"..." Jun Moyan couldn't explain this because he didn't understand.

"Or did you hire another old fairy doctor who returned to the mountains and forests? No way, there is no better medicine than mine in this world."

You have a thick skin. Who says there is nothing better than your medical skills?

The medicine king of our cat demon clan is much better than you, and they still don't drink.

Wen Xiaoai severely despised the alcoholic in his heart.

Then he stretched out two small paws towards Jun Moyan, and screamed milkily, his tone full of flattery:

"Meow~"

To hug.

The energy in him can heal her injury, she needs it.

Jun Moyan took two steps forward, reached out and hugged its small body.

Wen Xiaoai squinted his eyes slightly, nestled in his arms with satisfaction, trying to absorb the energy from him.

"Is there any problem with its body?" Jun Moyan asked the drunkard.

The drunkard stared at the cat in Jun Moyan's arms, rubbed his exquisite thin chin with one hand, his face was puzzled, and he ignored Jun Moyan's questioning.

"I ask you something."

"You haven't answered me yet, this cat...what the **** is going on?"

"If I know, I still need to ask you?"

"This is too... evil." The drunkard leaned back on the sofa with his hands around his chest.

A pair of peachy eyes still stared at Wen Xiaoai, and couldn't tell a diagnosis result for a long time.

"You also think evil, right?" Bai Yi couldn't help but interject.

The drunkard looked at Bai Yi, waiting for his words.