After the stupid cat beauty becomes an infinite NPC

Filseus: "Remember a few words?"

Lin Mo froze for a moment, covering himself with his little wings under Filseus's gaze.

He didn't remember a word.

It feels like the words that look like a tadpole twisting its tail all look the same.

The little bat said weakly, "I'm blind." "

Filseus: ............

"Go back, and don't forget that tomorrow night is the day to choose the Blood Servants.

He lowered his eyes and stared at the little bat: "You will be a hundred years old soon, do you think you won't be able to become a human in the future if you don't suck blood?"

Lin Mo didn't know that there was still this exquisiteness, but he still wanted to become a human.

It's too small now, and a lot of things are inconvenient.

And he wants to eat meat.

"I see.

After saying that, the two brothers fell silent.

"Not going

back?" Lin Mo looked at him with blank eyes: "Shall I go back by myself

?" Filseus leaned back slightly and hugged his arm to look at him: "Otherwise?"

The little bat pinched his little claws: "Can you, can you let the housekeeper come and take me back."

"The housekeeper is busy right now and doesn't have time. "

Then you ......"

Lin Mo glanced at Filseus sheepishly, not having the courage to say the words in his sight that asked him to send himself.

"I...... I'll read it for a while.

The corners of Filseus's mouth rose slightly: "You are free." After

that, he didn't care, Filseus was writing something with a quill.

Lin Mo stood on the book and glanced at him, the words were strangely beautiful.

He sat on the page with two little feet spread out, two little paws supporting his fat cheeks, and a pair of big eyes staring at the words on the page.

He was dizzy when he saw it.

I don't know when the housekeeper will be busy.

He can't fly back.

I haven't learned much yet, this one will fly up and fall down later, and it won't hurt to die.

The squeamish Lin kitten should not fall in pain.

But it's boring to sit dry.

He stole a glance at Fairseus, and began his expedition with his little feet running around on the table.

Filseus' desk was neatly tied, and the study was large, with a wall of bookshelves.

The shelves are also stuffed with books, and they look neat and tidy at a glance.

On the table, apart from some written paper and stacked books, all that was left was quill pens and ink.

In addition to black ink, there is also red ink.

It tastes a little fragrant.

Lin Mo ran over, a little curious about the quill.

Grabbing the quill in the inkwell with his two paws, he began to pull it out.

Although he is now a bat, his inner soul is still a cat, how can a cat resist the temptation of a quill.

With his efforts, he finally pulled out the quill.

The little paw tugged at the hair on it, and the ink got on the table.

There was a large stack of books covering here, and Lin Mo's brother, who was consciously focused on writing, should not have noticed it.

But I was scared, so I wanted to put the quill back after playing for a while.

Sadly, I found that I didn't go back when I got it out.

The little bat hurriedly left the scene of the crime with a weak heart, hoping that his brother would find out later that he still had a chance to escape.

At this moment, a certain little bat didn't realize that his feet were dyed black with ink, and the steps of this escape directly left the evidence at the scene of the crime.

233: His host is still so stupid.

It's also a little smarter when you quarrel.

But that's the mouth and his brain don't seem to have anything to do with it.

Lin Xiaomo was discovered as soon as he ran out.

Filseus held the quill between his fingers, and the tip of the feather poked at his little belly.

"What's the bad thing, huh?" glanced

behind him.

Lin Mo stabilized his small body and tried to lie: "I didn't.

Filseus poked his little belly: "Not only will he not lie, but so obvious evidence has been left, my dear brother, how did you do it so stupidly?"

Lin Mo turned his head along his gaze.

It was dark in front of him and he pretended to be dead.

Why did he owe so much, he had to pull that quill!

Fairseus glanced at a small one who was pretending to be dead: "Don't eat dinner today, be hungry."

Lin Mo got up again and stuffed his chubby self into his hands.

"Brother, I know it's wrong, I'll clean up the place myself, I still have to eat dinner, such a small one will be hungry if I don't eat it." "

Now he only eats some fruit, and if he doesn't eat it, he'll lose his temper.

"It's up to you to behave.

Lin Mo used his strength to squeeze his entire dough into the palm of Filseus's hand and arch it against it, and then left to clean up.

Fairseus was slightly stunned because of his movements, lowered his eyes and looked at his hand and smiled, this younger brother is really ...... It's different.

He took the tissue that Filseus handed him, folded it into a square, pressed his front paw on his little buttocks, and kicked up his hind legs to work.

Fairseus crossed his arms and leaned gracefully against the bookshelf for a moment.

Then he beckoned the servant to bring a cup of coffee, sat down on the chair and drank it slowly.

The taste of coffee was very mellow, and Lin Mo's little nose was stirring and his saliva was about to come out.

While working with a small eye, he glanced at Fairseus.

I want to drink both words written in my eyes.

Lin Mo was aggrieved, why is this ink so stubborn!

The black ink was dried by the paper towel, and finally left some traces on the table.

In particular, the marks on his feet could not be wiped clean.

The little bat drooped its head, its fur stained a little black.

"Brother, I can't wipe it clean.

He said in a pitiful tone: "I'm not lazy.

Filseus didn't embarrass him: "It's okay, I'll let the maid clean it up."

Lin Mo breathed a sigh of relief, seeing that he didn't blame himself for being a little bolder and coming to him.

"Brother, what are you drinking, it's so fragrant.

Fairseus glanced at him lightly: "Want to drink?"

Lin Mo nodded his little head in shyness, and his voice was soft as if he was coquettish.

"It's a bit of a loss.

Filseus raised his eyebrows slightly, and took out a small porcelain cup and handed it to him.

"Try it. "

The cup was small in Filseus's hands, but it wasn't small for Limmer.

He had to stand on tiptoe, his whole body hanging almost from the cup.

Then he stretched out his little pink tongue and licked it.

This one almost didn't send him away.

It was so bitter that his little furry face was wrinkled, and he didn't dare to put his tongue back in his mouth, and he held his tongue with his two paws.

"It's so bitter, it's so bitter. "

Obviously it smells so fragrant, and my brother drinks it very well, why is it so bitter.

Looking at the 'sinned' little bat, Filseus was in a particularly good mood.

Lin Mo listened to his laughter and turned his back to him angrily, this person was too bad on purpose!

, "You didn't add sugar cubes and milk, of course it's bitter." After laughing enough, he explained to the little bat unhurriedly.