Quick wear: The host just wants to hug his thighs and show them to pieces

Song Nan yawned lazily, and his plush tail stretched forward at some point, unconsciously stuffed into the open nightgown of the man in front of him.

The tips of his ears twitched, and he walked up to the man in confusion, rubbing his fair chest: "Good morning~Yan Huai~"

Yan Huai reached out and pinched the tip of his ear: "Good morning, baby."

Song Nan responded softly, then turned over, facing away from him, and continued to fall into a dream.

Yan Huai frowned, and black mist appeared on his fingertips, wandering inside his body for a week. When he saw that there was nothing strange about his body, he stood up lightly, washed himself and left the room.

"click~"

The moment the door closed, the person who was sleeping on the bed suddenly moved.

Song Nan opened his eyes, and his blue pupils were instantly dyed golden, and then returned to their original state in an instant.

His pupils were dull and he stared blankly ahead. After a moment, he slowly stood up and climbed out of bed expressionlessly.

The white and tender soles of the feet stepped on the soft carpet, the ankles were slender, and the joints were lightly pink. The milky white pajamas with pink cat claws printed on them that reached down to the ankles swayed slightly, swaying slightly with the owner's steps.

"Wow~"

The white window screens suddenly pulled to both sides, and dazzling sunlight suddenly shone in.

"Jingle bell~"

A petite figure disappeared in a flash, and when calm returned again, only the white window screen fluttering slightly in the wind and pink cat-paw pajamas piled in front of the window were left in the room.

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The garbage-filled alleys are filled with homeless people of all kinds.They were wearing thick cotton clothes that were inconsistent with the season, and their bodies were dirty. Mosquitoes and flies were flying around them, but they did not chase them away, as if they had long been accustomed to this annoying noise.

"Jingle bell~"

A crisp bell sounded quietly, attracting everyone's attention for no reason.

One of the homeless men with half of his animal ears raised his head and looked straight at the entrance of the alley.I saw a two-color ragdoll cat with smooth fur and incompatible with this place standing there.

He stepped gracefully, his long cat tail swaying gently, and his blue cat pupils were obviously lifeless, but filled with uncontrollable disgust.

The homeless man's animal ears twitched as he watched the luxurious stuffed animal passing by. The next second, his whole body was shaken, and he moved suddenly as if trapped in a demonic barrier. He slowly crawled on all fours, following behind the cat.

The cat seemed to notice it, but it didn't seem to notice it, and continued to walk forward. As more people passed by him, more and more people crawled behind him.

After an unknown amount of time, the delicate cat seemed to be tired and stopped in place, waving its plush tail impatiently.

Seeing this, the people behind him were all ready to move, taking out the cleanest things they had and placing them in front of him.

The cat looked at the wiped cardboard box in front of it, hunched the tip of its nose, and stared down at the empty cardboard box for a long time. When the bell on its chest swayed again, it proudly took steps and stepped into the cardboard box.

The homeless man with a broken ear behind him immediately stepped forward, respectfully picked up the cardboard box, stood up on his knees, and acted as a means of transportation, walking smoothly forward.

……

"Meow~"

The delicate scream sounded softly, inconspicuously in the cluttered streets, and was quickly drowned out by other sounds, but the endless team behind them still stopped suddenly as if they had received an order.

"Jingle bell~"

The homeless man knelt down and put down the carton.The cat jumped down from it lightly, without giving any attention to the team behind it, and walked elegantly towards the small tiled house directly in front of it, which was hung with ivy.

"Squeak~"

The small broken door slowly opened when he walked forward, revealing the dark interior to welcome his arrival.

The cat stopped and sat at the door, staring quietly inside.

"Jingle bell~"

The bell seemed to be moved by someone, pulling it forward without any support.

The cat flicked its tail and finally walked slowly into the door, urged by the bell.

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Dazzling golden light suddenly came into view, and the dark interior was instantly filled with thick luxury.

The dome is a starry sky dome filled with scattered gems. A huge crystal chandelier hangs above. The transparent candle crystal on it emits a faint white light. It can illuminate the area but only itself. It has no lighting effect at all. It is more like a glowing There are gorgeous ornaments, and below, expensive plush carpets cover the entire floor. Precious jewelry is scattered randomly, or hidden in the carpets, or bumped into each other, making an ethereal crisp sound.

The cat froze for a moment and swung its tail dissatisfiedly, but was suddenly attracted by a silver-white pearl as big as a fist rolling in front of it.

"Gollum..."

Pearl rolled up to the cat, bumped against his leg, and carefully squeezed into the soft fur.

The cat tilted its head and unconsciously raised its paw to pick at the pearl.

At this time, a green-white hand stretched out from the front, lifted the cat's chin, and looked at it carefully.

"Kid, where are you from?" A low and lazy voice sounded leisurely, and with the dim lights, people couldn't help but feel drowsy, and were completely immersed in this wonderful artistic conception.

Cats do think so too.

I saw the plush little head resting on the fingertips, and little by little, the blue eyes narrowed and opened, opened and narrowed again, and the body gradually became unstable, as if it was about to fall asleep in the next second.

However, the next second, the cat's body glowed with a faint white light. Then, a naked boy with cat ears took the place of the cat. His delicate face rested on the palm of his green-white hand, with a gray-blue cat tail wrapped around his waist. He lay curled up on his side. On a pure white plush carpet.

The owner of the hand obviously did not expect this situation to occur, so he could only suspend his doubts and pick him up and walk towards the big black velvet bed not far away.

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Song Nan pushed himself up in a daze and felt the soft quilt slide off his body and slowly pile up between his legs.

He blinked and looked around blankly. Unexpectedly, he changed places as soon as he woke up?

"Are you awake?" A lazy voice suddenly sounded next to him.

Song Nan's pupils shrank, and the hair on the top of his cat's tail popped up. He looked around vigilantly, and unexpectedly, a blond man in a black silk nightgown was leaning on the sofa, holding his head and watching him.

There are two antlers on his forehead, which are very similar to antlers, but subconsciously he knows that they are definitely not antlers. His blond hair is fluffy and messy on his forehead. Most of his hair is short, only a few strands at the back are very long and wrapped around his neck. , worthy of hanging on his shoulders; his eyes are also golden, but because they are too deep, they appear dark gold, without any emotion, looking at everything gently and indifferently.

The man stood up slowly and put the thick book on the sofa on his lap: "Who are you? How did you get here?"

Song Nan paused and his plush ears twitched: "Me? I don't know how I got here."

The man glanced at the contents of the book, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he looked at Song Nan and said calmly: "Just stay here when you come. Someone will naturally come to pick you up when the matter is over."

He said, yawned lazily, and lay down on his side again: "I don't have any toys here. If you like things on the ground, you can just take them away."

Song Nan unconsciously looked at the ground, and was shocked to find that it was filled with all kinds of jewelry. If you were not careful where you stepped, you might get pierced by expensive crystals.

He pursed his lips, turning his red lips even redder, as if blood was about to ooze out: "Who are you?"

The man's fingertips while flipping the book paused, and he raised his eyes, revealing his eyes reflecting the same starry sky as the top of the room.

"I am - world consciousness."