Chapter 314: The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor
Chapter 314: Do You Miss Me? (1)
Mo Yan's eye twitched as she watched the little furball hanging on Xiao Ruiyuan's arm, constantly gnawing on his sleeve. She felt extremely embarrassed and whispered with a throbbing temple, "Furball, that's enough!"
The little furball, oh no, it's Furball, heard its owner's voice. With its big round eyes, it glanced at her, hesitated for a moment, then began to gnaw on the sleeve with even more force, as if it wouldn't stop until it tore off the sleeve.
Seeing that it was not obedient, Mo Yan stomped over and tried to twist its ears to make it let go. But the creature loosened its mouth, yet its sharp claws deeply hooked into the fabric, refusing to retract.
Mo Yan exerted a bit of force, and it pretended to be in pain, letting out a series of miserable cries, making it impossible for her to use too much force.
Meeting Xiao Ruiyuan's smirk, Mo Yan covered her face, wishing to throw this young, temperamental creature far away.
Wasn't it just that last time it was carried over here by the scruff of its neck? How could this creature hold a grudge to this extent, still grabbing onto people's sleeves? Was it necessary to hold onto grudges like this?
Seeing that it wouldn't budge, Mo Yan threatened directly, "You better let go of your claws quickly, or you won't get roasted pig trotters from me tonight!"
As soon as it heard about roasted pig trotters, Furball's eyes lit up, and it urgently cried out. Finally, it reluctantly retracted its claws but stuck to Mo Yan's arms, insisting on being held.
Mo Yan became increasingly speechless about this stubborn creature. As soon as she let go, she threw it to the ground.
Furball was already prepared, its body swiftly turned, and its limbs landed steadily on the ground. It snarled at Mo Yan and then attempted to climb up her pants leg.
Mo Yan sighed in exasperation. She regretted a thousand times over adopting such a troublesome little demon. But she had to bend down and pick it up, or else her pants would be torn off by it again.
But as soon as her hand touched it, a well-defined large hand suddenly reached out, brushing against the back of her hand and directly grabbing Furball's neck from behind.
Mo Yan withdrew her hand as if shocked, looking sharply at Xiao Ruiyuan, only to see him with a calm expression, as if he had accidentally touched it. She was so focused on his expression that she didn't notice his ears turning red.
The soft flesh on the back of the neck was Furball's weak spot. Being grabbed like this, it instantly lost its ability to resist. It swung its limbs and howled at the "bad guy" grabbing it, trying to hook its claws into his clothes and give him a hard time.
A young tiger cub like Furball was nothing in Xiao Ruiyuan's eyes. He simply carried it by the scruff of its neck to the door, then released it outside with a thud, and finally slammed the door shut, ignoring its howls.
The immature howls mixed with the grating scratching at the door made Mo Yan's head ache.
Now, Furball was like a seven or eight-year-old troublemaker, no longer as obedient and cute as before. It caused trouble everywhere, scratching furniture lightly and venting its anger by gnawing on the dogs in the livestock shed. Mo Yan felt annoyed and wanted to throw it away, but only Da Bai could keep it in check.
With the troublemaker gone, Xiao Ruiyuan finally had the opportunity to talk to the girl he fancied. Seeing her distressed appearance, he suddenly softened, and even his cold expression softened a bit.
"Just throw it to Xiao Hua and Da Bai. It will eventually return to the mountains."
The deep and magnetic voice attracted all of Mo Yan's attention. She didn't expect him to take the initiative to mention Furball. She was stunned for a moment before smiling, "It's only a few months old, and it's winter. I plan to wait until next spring to release it!"
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