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Chapter 174 Is a Gentle Little Thing
Carefully stretched out his finger and poked the belly.
She didn't dare to use force, lest she would offend it and take the opportunity to bite herself.

Leopards would be afraid of this thing, it might be very poisonous——

"Meow……"

The hairball moved and let out a low cry.

The voice is a bit like a cat, but it is much softer than a meow.
With a soul-stirring vibrato, it is crisp to the bones of people.

Is it a gentle little thing?

The clothes on her body trembled, a white light flashed, and an animal the size of a kitten jumped out.

Ye Xuanji finally saw the original appearance of this animal clearly.
My heart moved, this... what kind of alien is this?
This animal is somewhat like a cat, but there are many differences.

Two pointed ears, a round face inlaid with a pair of big round eyes.
The eyeballs are pink and seem to flow with light.
The pupils are heart-shaped, and it feels like the pink bubbles that pop out when a woman sees a handsome guy...

The white fur all over the body is shining like silver, and what is even more weird is that this thing has been standing upright.
The two front paws are resting on each other's chest, which looks like a person's arms crossed and his chest relaxed.

Ye Xuanji was not a person who liked animals very much, but when she saw this little animal, she felt inexplicably fond of it, and wanted to hug it in her arms.

The little guy looked at the scorched marks on the ground, and then at her, as if he was a little puzzled.

Then the little nose shrugged, as if it smelled something, kicked its hind legs, and rushed out with a bang!

Those skull-headed leopards hadn't left yet, lying in the muddy water one by one, not daring to move.

But that little guy didn't seem to have seen them at all, and swaggered up to Ye Xuanji's package.
The little paw pawed inside, and then took out the wine gourd.

Fortunately, in the fight just now, the wine gourd was unscathed.

The little guy unplugged it in two or three strokes, leaned to the mouth of the gourd and smelled it, and immediately looked intoxicated.

(End of this chapter)