Mr Chung's Kitten

Dingfeng Apartment is located in a prime location in City A. There are two rows of small greenery in the community, which is lush and tender. In summer, it looks like a paradise on earth.

In the scorching sun, Yu Mao turned over, stretched out his white and slender arms to push the phone that was beeping Didi out of the bed, and pulled the quilt over his head messily.

However, the person on the other end of the phone obviously didn't want to let him go easily, and when he saw that sending a message couldn't work, he called directly.

The ecstatic "I'm so lonely ~ come and save me ~" sounded, and Yu Mao sat up abruptly, stroked the broken hair on his forehead, and answered the phone angrily.

"Hello? Fatty, do you know that you will be punished for disturbing someone's dream?" Looking at the screen, it was Yu Mao's childhood friend who called.

"Have you figured it out in your heart? I'm still fat, and you don't look at your own honor!" The fat man resisted to the death and resolutely refused to read it. After all, how could his good milk cat be more fat than Yu Mao? Fat Fei!

In the 21st century with a lot of information, it is not a big deal to become a fine person. Yu Mao practiced at home for the first 100 years. After his cultivation became stable, he was thrown out by his irresponsible couple. , In fact, I feel that he hinders the happy life of the two couples.

Yu Mao got the keys to Chuandingfeng Apartment and a card. He didn't have much desire to shop at first. The money in this card was enough for him to buy his favorite royal brand cat food for hundreds of years, so it was impossible to work. , it is impossible to work in this life.

Impossible to work Yu Mao turned over slowly, "I'm not fat, I'm just fluffy."

"..." The fat man on the other end of the phone choked up, and almost didn't bring it up, feeling that the bottom line of his childhood was getting lower and lower, and negative numbers were not enough to describe.

"Hey, I came to you today because I have something serious to do, so don't interrupt."

"You can still have serious business?" Yu Mao obviously didn't believe it, and his blue eyes, which were so blue that they were almost monsters, rolled around, "Could it be that the little flower meow next door confessed to you?"

"No, how about Mr. Xiaohua Meow next door? I don't have such a strong taste." The fat man said angrily, "I really have something to do, alas, what's the matter, I forgot whenever you interrupted... Yes, it was recently The Bureau of Demon Supervision recently issued a new policy, saying that all domesticated goblins have to find a guarantor for themselves. To put it bluntly, it is a shit-shoveling officer. After two months, a census of monsters will start. The excrement shoveler will be sent to the Demon Supervision Bureau for voluntary labor."

"Fuck?!" Yu Mao jumped three feet high, scared away all the sleepy creatures, thinking that he was a single cat, eating and sleeping, but in the end he had to find a human to restrain him.

"I... I think I must be still sleepy and haven't woken up. Let me go back to sleep and talk about it later."

"Don't sleep, you only have fifteen days left. I forgot to notify you. This notification was made a month and a half ago."

"Can you be more deceitful?" Yu Mao couldn't believe it.

"I have already found the shit-shoveling officer. She is a girl with big eyes and long hair. I meowed at her twice, and she took me home. I lived a happy life where someone shoveled shit. Forget about you."

"Big Fatty," a delicate girl's voice came from the other end of the phone, and the fat man lowered his voice, "Our shit shoveler is back, brother, please ask for blessings."

Immediately afterwards, there was a relentless busy tone, and the phone was hung up.

Yu Mao: "..."

The double stimulation made Yu Mao want to think about Mao Sheng, the promised brothers are fucking shit, and there is no reliable bowl of cat food.

Of course it's easy to find a shit shoveler, just because of Yu Mao's cat-shaped appearance, if he wants to, a bunch of people will rush to raise him if he walks on the street and meows twice.But Yu Mao is a cat with lofty aspirations and doesn't even bother to be raised by humans.

By the way... Yu Mao suddenly thought of the man next door. That man was not at home all day long. It wouldn't be very difficult to hang out with his house during the Yaokou census.

The appearance of that man appeared in Yu Mao's mind. He had black eyes and black hair, stern cheeks, a high nose bridge, and lips that were always pursed into a line. Thinking of whether the man would pick him up and take him back, Yu Mao couldn't help feeling a little worried.

Why don't you try it out first and add a WeChat Yu Mao plan to take care of your heart, open a bag of new cat food in a good mood, hula la poured out half of the bag, shook your head and turned into a kitten, Yu Mao Although he has been cultivating for more than a hundred years, he is still barely an adult for a human being.His cat shape still looks like a cub, a small ball with snow-white fur, it looks like a ball when its head is lowered.When the mother gave birth to him, it was difficult to give birth, so the cat cub was born with only a few pounds. Later, the elders took care of it, and it was the only child in the family, so it... became fatter and fatter.

Yu Mao raised his head from the bowl, his blue eyes were full of satisfaction.Phew, as expected, the prototype still tastes better when eating. In front of the little cat, there was a pile of cat food like a hill. Yu Mao was not afraid at all, and said that he could have another bowl.

Yu Mao ate very quickly, and his movements were still very elegant, but Garfield's flat face was easy to eat on his face. Although Yu Mao's movements were elegant, there were still a lot of crumbs on his snow-white fur

Yu Mao didn't realize it, and was immersed in the deliciousness of cat food.

After drinking two sips of water, the fur around the mouth was wet, and the debris turned into a paste. Yu Mao itself has snow-white fur, and now he looks extraordinarily cute. Those who don't know just thought it was someone's kitten Get out of the trash.

Yu Mao, who was full of food and drink, found a mini card holder, wrote his phone number in it, and the routine had already formed in Mao's head.

A few hours later, Yu Mao himself couldn't figure out when the neighbors would go home, so he could only abandon the air conditioner and squat on the balcony to wait. When he saw the tall and straight figure of the man finally appearing downstairs, Yu Mao lightly meowed and posed The movement of Marilyn Monroe covering the hem of her skirt, the cat's front paws sticking to the back paws, very inflated to confirm that her eyes are innocent and her voice is sweet and sweet.

Yu Mao slipped out along the crack of the door, jumped onto the doorknob with full bouncing power and pulled it, successfully bringing the door behind him.

Plan pass√

As soon as Zhong Chengxu got out of the elevator, he saw a strange creature squatting at the entrance of the corridor. He tilted his head and didn't know what he was thinking. He himself was at a loss for such soft things. Small animals are not liked, so this time, Zhong Chengxu didn't think much, and walked straight to his door.

Meow, meow, meow~ Yu Mao yelled twice, and looked at Zhong Chengxu with his round eyes without blinking.

Yu Mao loosened his little claws so that the man could hug him. Speaking of which, this was the first time he was hugged by a human being.Yu Mao closed his eyes and waited for the gentle movement later. Three seconds later... Yu Mao opened his eyes and watched the man walk around him and stand in front of the door to enter the password.

and many more!

Don't you hug me who is so cute!

It was agreed that humans are cats' natural shit shovelers!

Yu Mao felt that he had been deceived the most in a cat's life, a greater deception than Wang Jingze's absolute inability to eat.

No no no!As a noble Garfield, how could he be defeated by such a small difficulty!

Yu Mao is a flexible fat cat. He sprinted to the man's patent leather shoes. After a few seconds of being stunned, he blinked and fell to the ground with a snap, his paws still hooked on the man's trouser legs. It's time to touch porcelain.

Come on!

Hit the cat!

Here is a heartless person who hits a cat and wants to run away!

I was caught and still struggling!

Zhong Chengxu lowered his head, and saw the little thing rubbing against his trouser leg with its mouth full of paste. It was so small that it looked like it could be lifted with one hand. Zhong Chengxu couldn't help being a little funny. Porcelain yet?

This thought flashed through Zhong Chengxu's mind, and he felt that the bigger he was, the more he went back. Could it be that cats can still become fine?

But speaking of it, this was really the only cat that approached him proactively. Zhong Chengxu bent down, not daring to move his legs, for fear of accidentally hurting this little thing the size of a palm. The cat's head was touched as if it was dipped in water.

Very soft and feels great.

Yu Mao raised his head, and the cat's eyes were full of accusations.

Isn’t my cat cute?

Why don't you touch me!

I tell you, you seriously hurt my happiness as a cat!

Yu Mao raised the small pad, hooked the man's finger and pulled it on his card holder, "Meow~"

I am a lost little meow, can you call the owner for me?

The voice was soft, like chiffon cake.

It's a pity that the man ignored the card holder, opened the door directly, and said coldly: "Come in, I'll see what you can eat."

Yu Mao: Meow meow? ? ?He just wanted to cheat a phone call!

However, Mao Belly is very honest, "Goo..."

Well, Yu Mao accepted his fate and lowered his noble head.

The author says:

Maomao: I have a deep routine, and I hold back when I refuse to accept it.

A certain Mr. Zhong who did not want to be named: Oh?Want a phone call?How many people have you hooked up like this?

Maomao blinked vigorously: Meow~ What are you talking about, I'm just a cute kitten.

The author has something to say: Maomao: I have a deep routine, and I hold back when I refuse to accept it.

Mr. Zhong's smile gradually changed: Oh?Want a phone call?How many people have you hooked up like this?

Maomao blinked vigorously: Meow~ What are you talking about, I'm just a cute kitten.

This copy was originally written by Koi, but it was replaced by the current copy due to uncontrollable reasons. I am very sorry.

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