On How to Capture a Cute Man with Cat Ears

1.

When Luo Yang opened the door and saw Fu Ling squatting in front of the house, he was not surprised at all.

But he still reached out his hand to touch Fu Ling's ears in shock, as if he couldn't believe it, and said, "You...you are?"

Fu Ling was so nervous that his tail shook: "I am your little Fu."

Luo Yang looked surprised: "But my little talisman is a cat."

Fu Ling was serious: "That's right, I've become a human, that's amazing."

Luo Yang took a deep breath, bent down and pulled Fu Ling up: "It's cold outside, come in first."

2.

After Fu Ling entered Luo Yang's house, he was a little dumbfounded, he did come in, and then...he didn't understand what a cat should do at all.

What is that cat climbing frame?So small, climb up to take a nap?

And that cat litter, why should it be buried, is it not good to go to the toilet and flush it?

Catnip? ?What is this...!

!!!

Ah, the damn temptation.

Fu Ling is a tiger demon who fell in love with a person--Luo Yang after a hundred years of cultivation.

It's fine if it's another goblin, but Fu Ling is a tiger demon, who can't charm and invisibility, and Fu Ling will retain the original tiger ears and tail even if he transforms into a form.

These are all the products of people's pursuit of high-quality life and neglect of environmental protection. Wushan, which has the most spiritual power, has now become a development project, and Tangshan Spring, which can get a buff of spiritual power by rolling in the water, has been circled. Become a famous hot spring resort.

Fu Ling was aggrieved, but Fu Ling couldn't say it out, and if he howled, it would be easy for someone to arrest him and put him in the so-called protection base for "captivity".

So after Fu Ling became a human, he seldom went out, and stayed at home every day, wagging his tail and drawing illustrations for people on the handwriting board, making friends along the way.

3.

Fu Ling has always been connected with small and fresh illustrations, only in his eyes is the pure and beautiful love of "the prince of hundreds of billions only falls in love with you" and "the high-cold female student bows her head for him".

Until one day, an acquaintance screenwriter came to him to ask him for an illustration to be published in the traditional version of "Huang Hua", and Fu Ling agreed without saying a word.

Editor: Are you sure you really want to pick it up?

Not Not Mao: Well, we have cooperated so many times, don’t worry, we won’t delay the draft.

Editor: Since this is great, this is the original text, please read it, this paragraph is what is needed, the affectionate dependence after the lingering death!

Fu Ling opened the txt file confidently. To ensure that the illustrations are consistent with the original work, he would read the original work before preparing for the drawing.

But Fu Ling was dumbfounded. The hundred-year-old tiger finally lost to human brains. How could it be a story of two men?

Simply following the plot can also slightly soothe the mood of just entering the new world, but from the beginning to the end, it is the dressing room play and rooftop play. It is fine to extend the Lincoln play from the front to the rear of the car. Why is there a zoo sightseeing car? As for play, do you look down on single tigers?

Not Not a Cat: Is this... such a thing real...

Editor: Come on, young man, you can do it!

4.

As a serious painter, since I have received the draft, I have to perform my duties.

Fu Ling took a deep breath——then faced a difficulty.

He has met very few people, and the people he drew before all walked the same path, so it was not difficult, but the drafts he received this time were somewhat different from the previous ones.

Fu Ling opened the locker, and the instant noodles inside were almost enough, why not... just go out for a stroll.

He and Luo Yang met here.

Going home from the supermarket, I passed a basketball court. Fu Ling lowered his head and hid his whole face under the brim of his hat. He was too humble... He said he wanted to meet people, but he didn't dare to say a word to humans... He did everything Why don't you go back to the woods...

"Classmate," Fu Ling's foot was hit by a slightly hard object, and someone called him, "Can you throw the ball over for me?"

Fu Ling looked up, and a man in a black vest waved at him.

At [-]:[-], the summer sun set on the mountain with an impartiality, and the crimson light shone from Luo Yang's back. This man smiled happily under the light, as if he wanted to merge with the light.

Fu Ling firmly pressed the tail wrapped around his waist, restraining the desire to wag his tail, feeling numb all over his body.

Fu Ling didn't know how to describe this feeling, as if someone whispered in his ear, look, he's here.

5.

Fu Ling didn't know how long he was stunned, but when he came back to his senses, the instant noodles had been scattered all over the floor, and the culprit who made him stunned was walking towards him with a smile on his face.

"My name is Luo Yang." Luo Yang helped him pick up instant noodles with different flavors from a place, and said helplessly, "You just eat this?"

"Ah?...I, my name is Fu Ling." Fu Ling took the bag in Luo Yang's hand and wanted to leave, but Luo Yang grabbed his wrist.

"Let's go together, I live next door to you."

Fu Ling looked at him in surprise, and didn't know what to say the moment he met his eyes.

Luo Yang took his hand and let go, and walked side by side with him on the stone road home: "When you went out... I saw it."

"Oh……"

Fu Ling didn't speak anymore, stretched out his hand and carefully touched the place where he was just held, and blinked his eyes several times quickly.

6.

When Fu Ling saw Luo Yang again, Luo Yang was sitting on a bench covered with ginkgo, with a little tabby cat lying on his lap, lazily basking in the sun and rolling.

Fu Ling didn't dare to say hello, he watched Luo Yang surrounded by sunlight and shadows from a distance from his balcony.

Fu Ling slowly discovered that as long as it wasn't raining in the afternoon, Luo Yang would hold the cat here to bask in the sun, and would often say a few words to it, and then kiss its face.

At this moment, Fu Ling wishes he was a cat, not a tiger who knows nothing.

Fu Ling sometimes felt that Luo Yang was under the tree and he was on the balcony, as if it had become a tacit understanding between the two.

7.

The sun was shining brightly, coming in through the gaps in the heavy bed curtains. Fu Ling stood up and took a look through the window, stretched out his hand to close the curtains, and continued to write and draw on the tablet.

He rarely receives manuscripts recently, and spends a lot of time looking at Luo Yang. Now he is painting landscapes that he hasn't painted for a long time.

And Luo Yang...hasn't appeared under that tree for nearly a week, and Fu Ling has no intention of accepting the manuscript. If he couldn't hear the sound of the door opening and closing next door every day, he would have thought Luo Yang had moved away.

Luo Yang left so abruptly that Fu Ling missed him very much.

Fu Ling sometimes wonders whether to take the initiative to find Luo Yang, but there is always a sudden inferiority complex that makes him dare not approach him.

From the first time we met, this feeling has always shrouded Fu Ling, making him want to get close but dare not get close.

There was a knock on the door, and Fu Ling panicked for a moment. He hurriedly saved the painting, put on a big coat, hid his tail and wore a hat, and opened the door in a hurry.

"Fu Ling." Outside the door was Luo Yang, who was half a head taller than him, looking down at him slightly, with a beautiful mouth shape on the final sound.

"Yes... what's the matter?" Fu Ling glanced at him and never looked away. He subconsciously didn't dare to look at him, but it's been a long time since we saw him. He really wanted to take a good look at Luo Yang.

"Yeah," Luo Yang closed his eyes and smiled for some reason, and then the corners of his mouth collapsed quickly, "My cat ran away, I want to ask if you saw it?"

"Missed? Ah... is that the tabby?" Fu Ling felt joy for a moment, he was so envious of the contact between the tabby cat and Luo Yang, but seeing Luo Yang's expression, he began to feel distressed again.

"Well, I miss it very much, I miss it very much." Luo Yang raised his hand and rubbed Fu Ling's hair, "I hope it can come back, no matter what it looks like."

Fu Ling lowered his head and felt sorry for Luo Yang: "You really... like it very much, what's its name, maybe I can find it for you."

Luo Yang stared at the back of Fu Ling's head, and said seriously: "His name is Xiao Fu, he likes to eat meat very much, I like him very much."

8.

Luo Yang took the milk pot off the fire, saw that Fu Ling was still standing there in a daze, he couldn't help laughing secretly.

Luo Yang cut a few more slices of beef and put them on the dining table, staring at Fu Ling for a few seconds, then sat down at the dining table and patted his legs, and called to Fu Ling: "Xiao Fu, sit down and eat. "

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Single dogs can also celebrate Qixi Festival, happy Qixi Festival everyone!

Single and not single are happy, hee hee.

Hope you enjoy watching, hope you like it, thank you.

[I caught a bug, the update time will change, I just posted it at 23:55 on Qixi Festival, I don’t accept refutation]