"Do you really think I have nothing to do?!"
"Why so much nonsense, are we going or not?"
"Bro, it’s really quite far..."
"You carried..." Feng Liyan wanted to say: You carried for two hours before, in the middle of the night, and didn’t even ntion it was far. You sang all the way, so happily.
But he stopped himself.
"Carry what?" The White Robe was a bit confused.
"Nothing, let’s hurry. If we delay Xiao’ai’s recuperation, see how Jun Moyan will deal with you."
"You... alright, alright, let’s go."
The White Robe had no choice but to follow Feng Liyan and walk.
"What kind of owner has what kind of cat. Xiaobai gets car sick, and you get car sick. I really think Xiaobai’s cleanliness, picky eating, and unwillingness to deal with people are all bad habits he caught from you."
"What do you an bad habits? That’s called being disciplined and loving cleanliness."
"Yeah right, how exhausting to live like that. By the way, if you get car sick, how did you get from Holy City to Capital City? It’s at least half an hour drive from the airport to here!"
"I walked, is that okay?"
"And isn’t soone saying they don’t look safe, what, aren’t you afraid of getting targeted by thieves? Brave enough to walk the main street alone? Not afraid of accidents?"
"Why so much talk." Feng Liyan’s big hand directly covered the top of the White Robe’s head, not gently either.
"What are you doing, don’t touch my head."
The White Robe said while raising his hand, trying to brush away, but didn’t expect to use so much force and still not succeed.
Feng Liyan initially just wanted to pat his head to shut him up, yet didn’t expect the White Robe to be so disdainful, imdiately deciding not to let him off.
"What’s wrong with a little touch? Not a little girl, can’t let touch? You’re fine with soone giving you a back rub, what’s wrong with touching your head?"
Feng Liyan said, his long fingers directly buried into the White Robe’s soft short hair, vengefully ssing it up.
Not to ntion, the hair texture feels really nice.
"My hairstyle...!"
The White Robe was sowhat angry, raising his arm back with a "smack," his fist directly hitting Feng Liyan’s arm.
Feng Liyan felt the pain but didn’t stop, instead increased the force, making the White Robe’s short hair even ssier.
The White Robe at 1.78 ters isn’t considered short among n, but in front of 1.86 ter Feng Liyan, he appeared sowhat... small.
Yet this scene amazingly appeared rather... affectionate.
Even drawing curious glances from the patrolling bodyguards passing by.
Once Feng Liyan got his fill of touch, he finally let go of him.
The White Robe with ssy hair glared at Feng Liyan through gritted teeth.
Feng Liyan grinned, "Pretty cute."
"Crazy!"
The White Robe irritatedly ssed up his nest-like hair, picked up the little kitten, and left Feng Liyan behind, striding forward.
"Hey, angry?" Feng Liyan took steps to follow him.
It took half an hour before White Robe began to talk to him again.
After breakfast, they sent the kitten back to the pet store and then headed to the dicine shop.
The White Robe didn’t know what dicine Feng Liyan wanted to buy, so he took him to a nearby, well-rated dicine shop.
Unexpectedly, Feng Liyan wanted to buy herbal dicine.
"Are you a traditional dicine practitioner?"
The White Robe was sowhat surprised, since very few young people study traditional dicine these days, even the Gu Family only has a few old practitioners.
Traditional dicine? Feng Liyan slightly raised an eyebrow, neither admitting nor denying.
"I have a friend who’s really skilled in dicine and very young too. Soday, I’ll introduce you guys." The White Robe said.
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