.
Bai Yang ran out of breath, but his eyes were fierce, and he thought that even if he died, he would take someone with him.
The next second, a powerful mental force swept out from the door, wrapped him up and pulled him into the room.
The person in the room quickly closed and locked the door in one go.
Bai Yang rolled several times in the air uncontrollably, was caught by the softened mental power, and fell to the ground.
He raised his head dizzily and met a pair of bright, small eyes.
...Monster cub?
Lin Anan waved her little tentacles in front of the white cat's beautiful blue eyes: "Yingji?"
How are you?
Bai Yang did not respond. He lay on the ground, gasping for breath. There was undisguised suspicion and wariness in his eyes as he looked at Lin Anan and Feng Wu.
A voice came from outside the door:
"Where did you go? Why is he gone again?!"
"Maybe he's hiding in some room?"
"Search each room one by one."
"Search the room? The people in these rooms are the ones we can't afford to offend—"
"We can't afford to offend the gentleman who took the photo of the white cat!"
The voices opposing the house search disappeared, the people outside the door divided the work tacitly, and knocks on the door soon sounded.
Bai Yang, who hadn't caught his breath yet, stiffened and quickly stood up and looked around, trying to find a place to hide.
Before he could make any move, the little monster in front of him suddenly jumped up on the spot, and its little tentacles pulled him to the huge floor-standing cabinet.
The little cub's tiny body suddenly burst out with tremendous strength. He quickly opened the cabinet door, stuffed himself and the white cat into the cabinet, and closed the door.
Lin Anan thought about it and felt that it was still not safe enough, so she fumbled in the dark cabinet for a while, found a large metal box, and pulled the white cat in.
The little cub breathed a sigh of relief, then noticed that his little tentacles seemed to have pressed on something.
Cylindrical, some are long, some are short, some are thick, and some are thin.
Lin Anan: “…”
Thinking of Mr. D who played wildly, the little guy's heart skipped a beat.
Seeing the little white cat also lowered its head to see what it had stepped on, Lin Anan quickly stretched out its little tentacles and accurately covered the other's eyes.
It's a kid's house!
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