Pretty cats also want to save the world

It is a pity that they were not able to be the audience for too long, because soon the Queen and Prince Bernard reached a temporary agreement, and they seemed to be preparing to return to the palace peacefully.

There seems to be a tacit understanding between them. First, they tried each other, then gradually approached each other, and they gathered together and whispered something.

Immediately afterwards, Bernard called the lieutenant to organize the army and put down the weapons that were about to attack, and the army behind the queen did the same.

The atmosphere between the two protagonists is very delicate, it seems to be hostile, and it seems to be relatively peaceful, and a strange balance is reached in the tension between the two.

But before that, Bernard felt that he still had to deal with the matter of Jiwu. He turned his head, keenly spotted the gray wolf in his sight, and rode his horse up to Yu Xiu.

This is a very familiar wolf.

Twice the brute who robbed him of his precious treasure.

No matter how tall the wolf is, it cannot be taller than the man on the horse. A huge shadow fell heavily from above and fell in front of Yu Xiu's eyes, almost covering his upper body.

A little fur ball crawled out from under the gray wolf's belly, shaking the crushed fur on its body, and it became fluffy again. Yuxue looked cute, lively and active.

The man got off his horse, squatted on the ground, picked up the little white cat that was still combing its long fur, and looked at it. He pinched the nape of the cat's neck with two fingers and wobbled it, causing the cum to punch and kick in the air. Kicking, live performance of cat boxing.

But Bernard didn't maintain that movement for a long time, and soon changed to supporting Mao Mao's upper body with two palms, hugging the little hair ball in front of him, and looking at the two clear and bright mandarin duck eyes.

Although the colors were different, Bernard seemed to be able to see Wuwu's widened round eyes from those clear and moving pupils that flowed like boiled honey, looking at him curiously.

The same ignorance and innocence, crow-feather-like eyelashes are thick and curled, the upper edge of the eye has its own eyeliner, and the tail of the eye is slightly raised, adding a bit of unconscious charm to the purity.

This is a completely different style from the pure and innocent black eyes of the little elk. It is pure and innocent in temperament, but it also has some desires and demons in it, but it makes Bernard feel that the cat in front of him is Wu Wu The real look.

Cunning, flexible, and unyielding.

Bernard smiled lightly and held the little paw that Maomao stretched out to hit him, and pinched the soft paw pad in the palm of his hand, and the mangosteen paw immediately blossomed into pink flowers.

In an instant, the small hairball was about to explode into a big hairball.

The prince grasped the reins tightly, stepped onto the saddle cleanly, supported the cat with one hand, and rode with the queen in front of the team.

For some reason, the gray wolf didn't catch up, but just squatted there quietly, looking up majestically at their departure, as if they had already calculated everything in front of them.

I don't know what the prince and his stepmother negotiated at that time, but now they can get along very peacefully, and the tense atmosphere between them has eased a lot.

It's just that the alliance between the two of them is not solid, and their attitudes clearly reveal a little defensiveness, just like a steel wire in the sky, although it is enough to support the weight of a juggler, it always looks precarious. will fall into the abyss.

The armies that were still confronting each other before were also incorporated at this time, assembled in a disciplined manner, and marched in the direction indicated by the commander.

The queen came from a poor family, and her name was Doreen, which was very popular. Many girls in the streets and alleys had the same name, like a net of miscellaneous fish salvaged from the sea, ordinary and not worth a few silver coins.

Just a little bit of color, they are picked out as ornamental fish for the nobles, it doesn't matter their own wishes, even life and death, after all, who cares about the feelings of pet fish?

Take a scoop on the seashore with a ladle for drinking water, maybe you can catch a few similar small fish and shrimps.

Difficult to jump over the Dragon Gate.

Along the way, Jiwu poked his head out of Bernard's arms frequently, peeking at Queen Doreen riding a horse, seeing the sharpened chin raised high, which gave off a heroic beauty.

After the king died, most of the palace was controlled by the queen. Where Bernard lived, only the relatively remote palace in the east remained, which looked a little shabby.

Bernard couldn't help touching his forehead.

Who knows how he has lived these past few years?

He didn't know it himself.

Queen Doreen jumped off the horse with skillful movements, which aroused the envy of the cum crow again. Her ears stood up with two sharp points, revealing the pink inner core, which was beautifully exposed outside. Following the cat's head Shake and rock back and forth.

Seeing the cat's excited look, Bernard pinched the tender pink heart, blew hot air on the kitten's sensitive ears, and seemed a little unhappy and asked: "She will, and so will I, Wuwu why? Do you always look at other people?"

Two fur paws covered the clear and clear cat's eyes, and the cum crow peeked at the man's face from the gap left by the paws.

He, he...how did he recognize himself.

Ji Wu thought that Bernard just wanted to pick up a cat on the side of the road and take it back to raise. After all, the cat is beautiful and cute, and as long as it sits there, Twolegs will rush to be the shit shovel officer.

He reluctantly followed Prince Bernard to live in the palace for a period of time, sucking in the luck of the protagonist, and eating all the special delicacies here.

But he didn't expect that the other party seemed to recognize his identity long ago.

Doreen also came over, and scratched Maomao's chin with her slender five fingers painted in bright red Kodan. It was a bit cold to the touch, which made Jiwu subconsciously lean back.

"Wuwu is so cute. Not only is she cute and cute, but she's also very pretty. The conditions in other places are very poor. How about going to live in the main hall with my sister?"

When she heard Bernard call Jiwu, she also called Wuwu, but the final tone was always slightly raised, always with a provocative tone.

How could he live in the same dormitory with a girl as a male cat?

Cum Wu turned his head a little bit shyly and buried it in Bernard's chest, with his ears drooping on both sides, and the tip of his tail hooked unconsciously on Bernard's forearm.

Bernard was in a good mood to smooth out the fur on the cat's head, and fiddled with the fluffy cat's tail with his arm.

He raised the corners of his lips provocatively, and said to Doreen: "Wu Wu obviously doesn't want to go, just let me handle the related matters of placement, mother should not take care of these labor-intensive things, or worry too much, It's easy to age."

The man's big hands pinched Maomao's mangosteen paws, raised his sharp brows, and lowered his head to teach cum softly, the voice was just loud enough to clearly reach Doreen's ears: "Oh, yes, there's no need to call me sister, There is too much difference in seniority, Wu Wu has to be polite, she should be called Auntie."

The old king likes young and beautiful girls. Although Doreen has been married for sixty years, she is only 30 years old now, so she is not inferior to her seniority.

Besides, she has never given birth, and she usually pays attention to maintenance. Now she looks only 23 or [-] years old, very young and beautiful, and she looks a lot old-fashioned when she is called auntie.

What's more, Bernard has always called her by her first name since he was a child, but this time he wants to call Doreen "mother" in that yin and yang tone, which shows that he is just responding to this stepmother who has always been displeased.

But Doreen was not angry at all. She squatted down slightly and smiled like a blooming, gorgeous flower.

"My son is more thoughtful, so Wuwu is willing to live in the dormitory with Auntie?"