Chapter 1594: : Drilling cat hole

"Father, let's go out tonight, okay!"
Xiaoronger took a head and was very bored with Long Yutian.
She is obviously a cat. Is it the age of mischievous and ridiculous, let her read and write for Mao, do people do things?
This is simply a violation of the laws of nature, not scientific!
Long Yutian approved a batch of Zhu, and took another memorial. While watching, he returned: "Fleece, you are a princess, you can't play in the palace, show your face!"
Xiaoronger grinned, and his face was not happy: "Cut ~~ don't bring it with you, why do you take the name of the princess and press me, big, I can't make a cat hole, what's great!"
The rabbit is still three caves. It is a small god, but the cat hole is all over the palace!
Long Yutian’s fingertips were fixed, and he turned his eyebrows:
What do you say, cat hole? Have you sneaked out?

"The wood has! Absolutely wood!"
Xiaorong held a brush and swears on the candle. However, looking at Long Yutian’s staring eyes with a skeptical look, she snorted, her head lowered and she was discouraged.
"Only when you are a cat, you have to go out -"
Long Yutian’s lips evoke a smile, Xiao Nizi, want to lie, you are still tender!
"Fuzi!"
"Hey! The emperor is a slave!" The blessing who was dozing off at the door responded, but did not dare to go in easily.

Tell the will to fill all the holes in the corners of the walls of the palace!

Fuzi's 2,580,000 people couldn't figure it out, and they had a good record, and suddenly they struggled with those holes.
"The emperor, are you going to prevent rats? Do you want to go to the House of Government to take the rat medicine?"
Fuzi feels that he is still able to observe the meaning of the Holy Spirit.
result--
"Roll! That's so much nonsense!"
Long Yutian directly picked up a memorial and hit it on the door. That way, even with a solid wood door, he could feel the anger of Long Yutian.
Frightened the blessing, and urinating without saying anything.
Where is Long Yutian anti-mouse, he is clearly guarding this sly kitten demon!
Xiaoronger saw that the father had deliberately sealed her old nest, and she was sitting on the dragon chair in a mess.
Stretching the chubby little short legs, one foot hit the ring, and made a loud noise of ‘砰’.
Long Yutian did not hear the window, and continued to read the chapter with a low head.
The small blue eyes of the velvet, twirling twice, picked up a brush on the table and threw it at the foot of Long Yutian.
This time, Long Yutian reflected it, looked up, and faintly looked at the little things that were getting cats.
The little guy obviously deliberately tossed out a little noise, causing Long Yutian's attention, but now that Long Yutian saw her, she put up the spectrum, slammed a little white eye, and twisted her ass. On the dragon chair.
The little scorpion swayed in a mess, obviously saying: I am not happy!
Long Yutian put together the last memorial, got up and took care of the dragon robes, and then walked to the dragon chair.
"Fleece? Angry?" He chuckled softly, stretching his small claws, habitually wanting to hold her.
Xiaorong's buttocks moved inward, and a paw hit his hand and rolled his eyelids. The look of disgusting seemed to say: Knowing why!
Long Yutian was not in a hurry, he took back his hand and looked at the pattern of the small velvet.
Yang Sheng asked: "Don't let the father hold it?"