Bloody Mercenary: The Cruel Majesty Is Terrible

196 Chapter 2 I'm so cute ([-])

Two black lines were drawn on Sha Moyao's forehead, and she finally remembered who this toothbrush resembled more.The current appearance is exactly the same as that of Jinghong.When I get flustered, I can't even tell the difference between south, east and north.

Thinking of Jinghong, Sha Moyao hit Maoqiu's head with a bang.

The hairball was shocked, and held the beaten little head with its little paws in a daze.There were tears in the big black eyes, whimpering, but he didn't dare to cry out.

That way, it's like killing Mo Yao and mistreating it.

And it didn't dare to make Mo Yao angry, so it could only endure the grievances.

"Toothbrush..."

After saying three words to kill Mo Yao, she felt like she couldn't continue. She was really not used to this person communicating with animals.

But when Toothbrush heard Sha Moyao calling its name, the tears could no longer be held back, and it burst into tears.The bristles of the toothbrush were originally fluffed up, and when the tears fell, the fluffy hairs were wetted.

stuck to the body.

Only then did Sha Moyao see clearly how thin the fur ball is.

It can be regarded as skinny.If you just look at the hair on your body, you really can't tell.

A sense of deep guilt arises spontaneously.

The lord who said nothing on the battlefield was actually at a loss.I want to scold Fuqiu and tell Fuqiu not to cry, but I am afraid that it will scare Fuqiu, and I want to comfort Fuqiu so that Fuqiu will stop crying, but I don’t know what Maoqiu likes.

This is really anxious to death.

All of a sudden, he really couldn't make up his mind to kill Mo Yao.

He didn't dare to move, afraid to shake the crying four images on his palm.

"toothbrush……"

After holding it in for a long time, I only managed to come up with a name.

"do not Cry."

Even killing Mo Yao felt powerless.

Sure enough, Toothbrush cried more freely when he heard that he should stop crying.He simply lay down on Killing Mo Yao's hand, buried his small head in the palm of Killing Mo Yao's hand, and cried endlessly.

The back and forth rubbing of the palms by the fur balls is indescribably itchy.

It was so itchy that he wanted to kill Mo Yao.

Killing Mo Yao was very ticklish because she seldom interacted with other people, and she was so itchy that she almost threw the toothbrush out subconsciously.

But the tears on the palm of her hand made her heart as hard as iron refuse to let go.

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(End of this chapter)