Meow Brand Toffee

Taking advantage of the gap between classes, Fang Xian stopped Mr. Ren who had finished class.

"About Maoju?" The lord had expected that Maoju's confused temper would reveal its flaws, and sat down with Fang Xian to find a place where they could talk.

Fang Xian directly talked about Maoju's strange behavior of washing his face and brushing his teeth in the morning.

The adult was a little speechless, but he still hid it well. He quickly made a draft in his mind, and began to talk nonsense in a serious manner: "This kid is Maoju...how should I put it, his situation is indeed a bit special. His family is rich, his parents He is very spoiled. He is the young master in the greenhouse. He brushes his teeth, washes his face, and takes a shower. He is served by servants. He can even finish eating with his eyes closed. But this was three years ago. His parents died in an accident three years ago. This incident dealt a great blow to Maoju, who is very dependent on his parents. He... had some mental problems. Although his uncle sent him abroad for three years for treatment, he still has some mental problems. Sometimes he will do some weird things, like living in his own world, and the people he knew before and his memories are incomplete... Well, I sent him to A to let him get in touch with more people, saying Maybe it will help his condition. Strange to say, you are the first stranger he has dared to be so close to in the past three years, so I can tell you his situation with confidence." Don't say it, the adult almost Believe it.

Fang Xian obviously believed it too, his eyes twinkled with distress in the silence.

The adult pretended to pat him on the shoulder with a sad expression: "Please take care of him more, and his situation should not be known to too many people."

"I'll take care of Maoju."

"Thank you."

"No... I like him quite a bit." Fang Xian slightly turned his unnaturally red cheeks.

The adults raised their eyebrows, the charm of Kitty Cat House is quite great.

After learning about the situation, Fang Xian dispelled his doubts and couldn't wait to go to Maoju's side. The adults said that his situation should not be known to too many people, so Fang Xian was worried about him getting along with others.

However, when he saw the cat house chasing and fighting with others in the classroom, Fang Xian stopped and looked at the adult suspiciously: "Am I the first stranger he dared to get close to?"

The adult laughed awkwardly and said: "Hahaha, it seems that the second and third ones have appeared... I'm glad to hear and see, I'm glad to see, cough, the teacher left beforehand."

"I caught it! Give me, give me, give me~" Maoju, who was "a bit mentally ill" at that time, hung on a boy and laughed, reaching out to grab the delicately packaged cake that the boy held up high.

The boy put down his arm and was about to give the cake to Maoju, but Maoju was scooped up by someone, and the uncaught cake fell to the ground and fell apart.

Maoju's mouth shrunk, uneasy.

The boy wanted to coax him, but when he saw that the person who cut him off was Fang Xiaocao, who seemed to be in a bad mood, he slipped away in embarrassment.

"Go back and do it for you."

When Maoju, who wanted to scratch someone, heard this, his eyes lit up again, and he stretched out one hand and raised five fingers.

Fang Xian pinched his Qiaozhi's nose: "Push your nose on your face." But he didn't object.

Maoju covered his nose and complained: "But you still wasted the cake..." Then he turned and squatted down to pick up the cracked cake.

"You don't really want to eat, do you?"

If he is now in the shape of a cat, he naturally doesn't mind eating it: "How is it possible? There is a kitten next to the cafeteria. She also likes sweet food."

Fang Xian suddenly felt that the little guy was not only cute, but also kind, and seemed to like cats as much as he did.

match made in heaven.

Fang Xian accompanied Maoju to the cafeteria to find the sweet-toothed cat.

"Meow~Little Lier?"

Fang Xian frowned, and made up a name again?

And the meowing of Maoju is very natural, just like a real kitten.Fang Xian reached out and rubbed Maoju's head.

Soon, a small chubby cat came out of the grass, rubbed the back of Maoju's hand first, and then enjoyed the cake brought by Maoju.Maoju hugged her knees with her arms around her head and tilted her head, her beautiful face under the sun was warmed up, and her smile was even more dazzling.

Maoju watched Xiaoli'er, and Fang Xian watched Maoju.

As long as Maoju raised his eyelids a little, he could feel Fang Xian's overly hot and gentle eyes, as well as the looming possessiveness.

Fang Xian has a strong desire to possess. He doesn't like others to touch his own things, and he doesn't like others to touch his own people.

Fang Xiaocao would receive a bento every day at noon, and he would not accept it if he was a clean freak, but today he made an exception and accepted two.reason?There are too many people in the cafeteria, today he wants to find a quieter place to be alone with the cat.

Maoju was holding a variety of bento and could not put it down happily, and Fang Xian obediently led him to the leisure area on the first floor of the library.Next door to the library is a small cafe with a small venue, so there are many people who bought drinks and cakes and came here to enjoy it.But this is a library, so they are all quiet and try not to make any noise.

When Fang Xian and Maoju entered, it only caused a small commotion, and they all went on with their respective business.

Maoju really likes the retro decoration style of the library, and is a little curious to see the neatly arranged books on the bookshelves upstairs.During the meal, I kept looking upstairs, but after a while, I was hooked by the delicious food in my mouth.From time to time, his eyes secretly looked at Fang Xian's, coveting the delicious food in his bento.

Maoju's "peeking" was too obvious, Fang Xian tapped his lunch box with chopsticks: "What do you want?"

Maoju immediately picked up the beef balls in his bento and stuffed them into his mouth. There was still food in his mouth and another beef ball was added, and his cheeks were bulging like little hamsters.

"Greedy." Fang Xian couldn't help laughing.

Maoju was busy chewing the food in his mouth and had no time to refute. After chewing, his pupils dilated, obviously satisfied with the delicious food.

Fang Xian felt that watching Maoju eat would make him full, so he put down his chopsticks and stared at Maoju casually.

Maoju finally wiped out the food in his mouth, looked at Fang Xian, and carefully picked through the bento box as if he had made up his mind, and put a piece of sashimi sushi into Fang Xian's bento: "*罒▽ *This is delicious!"

Fang Xian moved his chopsticks, threw away his obsession with cleanliness, and ate it in two bites without any psychological burden. He commented in agreement: "It's delicious."

"You said you would make me a cake when you got home, you can't go back on your word!"

"Don't go back on your word. I will make it for you whenever you want to eat it in the future. The premise is that you can't accept pastries from others in the future."

"Okay!"

Fang Xian smiled secretly, as if he had found a breakthrough to attack this confused little greedy cat.