Rebirth of Cat Author

In the previous life, Lu Xiao only knew about the Spring Festival, because every time it comes to the Spring Festival, it is the quietest and most lively day.

The liveliness belongs to others, for him there is only silence.

Today is Saturday, and the school teacher is finally willing to take a day off, so Lu Xiao, who rarely gets a day off, chooses to stay in bed.

罒ω罒 It’s a wonderful day when you don’t have to be woken up by the alarm clock~

Turning on the phone, Lu Xiao clicked on the message saying that there was a red envelope.

Password red envelope: Merry Christmas~

0.01 yuan

(T▽T) How lucky he must be...

The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying: Xiaoluluzao (^o^) Merry Christmas~

It's not my fault that I can't distinguish between left and right: Xiaolu Luzao~(ˊωˋ*)

Original Work – Lu Yao Knows: Good morning, everyone.罒ω罒

The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying: Look at this satisfied little bitch~

Upstairs pants are blown dry:←_←

Upstairs is my body: ⊙﹏⊙∥ early

I am Baozi who am I afraid of: 罒ω罒

The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying: Baozi Shoushou is still free to come up!Shouldn't this be the time to be close to your family and love each other!

It's not my fault that I can't distinguish between left and right: it's muddy (T_T) Christmas, the single dog's billions of injuries!

I am Baozi who am I afraid of: 罒ω罒

Upstairs is my lower body: so I am determined today!absolute!don't go out!

Upstairs, the pants were blown dry: (T_T) I have already bought miscellaneous grains, turned on the computer, and covered me with my little quilt.

I am Baozi who am I afraid of: 罒ω罒

It's not my fault that I can't distinguish between left and right: (╯－＿－)╯╧╧ Baozi has fallen

The wind is rising and the clouds are flying: (ノ｀⊿)ノ It's not a fall, but giving up treatment!

I am Baozi who am I afraid of: 罒ω罒

Upstairs, the pants are blown dry: Why can I read the contempt for the single dog Sensen from this expression... 嘤嘤嘤...

Upstairs is my lower body: let me explain this expression 罒ω罒 (envy, jealousy, trembling, women!)

Windy Qixi Festival and clouds flying:!

It's not my fault it's not my fault :!

Upstairs is my subject:!

Gale Qixi Cloud Flying Clouds: I want a soft and cute little deer to comfort my wounded heart (T_T)

Original Work – Lu Yao Knows:  …

The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying: (T_T) Look at my sincere eyes.

It's not my fault that I can't distinguish between left and right: Xiaolulu, have you figured out how to live today⊙﹏⊙∥

Upstairs is my subject: ⊙﹏⊙∥ or join our team! ?

Lu Xiao hesitated for a moment, Christmas...well, is there anything else to play...

Original Work – Knowing Lu Yao: Homework.

Dafeng Qixi Yunfeiyang: ... Poor child ... touch you

It's not my fault that I can't distinguish between left and right: touch, there is still homework to write...

Seeing the people in the group queuing up to say comforting words, Lu Xiao was a little happy.

So he lay on his stomach and clacked his hands, continuing to chat with them.

When I noticed the time, I found that it was already 10 and [-] minutes.

God!

It's so late today!

The gold master didn't come to call him!

Or is he not there?

Thinking of this, Lu Xiao simply lifted off the warm blanket and put on a coat. The heater was still on in the room, so it wasn't very cold.

The living room was quiet, but no one was there.

Not in the kitchen either.

Could it be in the study?

Lu Xiao stepped on the kitten cotton mop and walked past.

Open the door, still empty.

Paji, Lu Xiao turned on the light.

There was a cup of tea on the table, and the file was still open. It was obvious that the patron had been here not long ago.

It is estimated that something went out. ...(___)ノ｜

The author has something to say:

Alas, maybe the number of words has been like this recently (?????)?*¨*?.???.

happy New Year.