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    Mysophobia and hair control elite x cat girl [Twenty-three]

    Ren Yanfei’s eyebrows jumped slightly.

    He didn’t look at Li Xin, but calmly raised his cup and took a sip of water:

    “She is Yan Xin’s friend.”

    But he didn’t say anything else.

    Xie Yang spontaneously understood that Ren Yanfei had acquiesced. From an angle that Li Xin could not see, he secretly gave him a thumbs up:

    Brother, cow!

    Liang Jin thought more. She looked at Li Xin who was hiding behind Ren Yanfei and pursed her lips:

    “Then…does Yan Xin know?”

    Although she was also happy that the thousand-year-old bachelor finally found a wife, the girl still looked very young, and she was Yan Xin’s friend.

    There is a long way to go.

    Mentioning Ren Yanxin’s name, Ren Yanfei’s eyes showed a faint chill:

    “She’ll know.”

    And, just wait for him to settle the score with her.

    In order to avoid embarrassment, Liang Jin and Xie Yang left quickly.

    Before leaving, Xie Yang pulled Ren Yanfei out alone and whispered a few words in his ear.

    Li Xin was far away, so he didn’t hear clearly.

    She could only see Ren Yanfei frowning, seeming a little unhappy.

    After they left, Ren Yanfei ignored Li Xin. Instead, he took out the sanitary tools and started cleaning the mess in the living room.

    Li Xin followed him, trying to get the wine bottle on the table.

    As luck would have it, there was a lot of wine left in one of the bottles.

    She leaned close to the mouth of the bottle and sniffed gently.

    “You and I…”

    Ren Yanfei wiped his hands and came out of the kitchen. As he spoke, he raised his eyes to look at Li Xin.

    However, this look made the second half of his sentence stop abruptly.

    I saw Li Xin holding the bottle in both hands, drinking until there was only one bottom left.

    Ren Yanfei’s heart trembled violently, and he stepped forward in three hurried steps, snatched the bottle from her hand, and placed it on the table.

    “How much did you drink?!”

    He pulled Li Xin over, pinched her chin in desperation, raised her face, and looked into her watery eyes.

    Li Xin licked her lips, swept away the remaining wine from her lips, and threw herself into his arms with a smile:

    “Feifei~”

    He didn’t look drunk.

    Ren Yanfei pulled her away and scolded unhappily:

    “Why are you eating so randomly?!”

    Being scolded suddenly, Li Xin felt inexplicably aggrieved. She looked at the two empty porcelain bowls outside the guest room, and then turned to look at Ren Yanfei.

    Ren Yanfei naturally saw it too.

    Everything happened last night so suddenly. He forgot to put food and drink for her. No wonder she was so thirsty.

    He coughed lightly, covering up the slight guilt in his heart:

    “…Go sit on the sofa and I’ll get you something to eat.”

    Now that she was in human form, Ren Yanfei felt that he couldn’t bear to let her lie down and eat cat food.

    After all, I was hungry too.

    Li Xin screamed happily, hugged Ren Yanfei’s arm, and bit him hard on the face.

    Yes, it really bites.

    Although she didn’t use much force, it was more like a kiss in disguise.

    Ren Yanfei was stunned.

    The warm touch on his face was still there, and the instigator had already let go of his arm and ran to the sofa with his eyes wide open in anticipation.

    He actually didn’t feel uncomfortable?

    Ren Yanfei touched his cheek, thinking that he must be hungover, and all aspects of his body’s perception had declined.

    He glanced at Li Xin. She had long black hair, and her eyebrows were full of joy.

    A pair of pupils are clear and free of debris, clean and untainted by any worldly emotions.

    Sure enough, being a pet is sometimes better than being a human being.

    Without the seven emotions and six desires, there will not be too many troubles.

    He lowered his head and walked into the kitchen.

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