I have a cat with a pill [Comprehensive]

After half a round of drinking, Ke Yiyang stood up and walked to the knife forging room by accident.

Fox Noosuke, who was always by Ke Yiyang's side, noticed his gaze, and turned to look at the door of the forging room: "Speaking of which, we are not yet the minimum number of players required by current affairs."

"How far away?" Ke Yiyang asked.

"Three."

Ke Yiyang put the wine gourd on his waist: "Then let's go."

The forging room was very quiet, and Ke Yiyang could even hear the sound of lava flowing around.

Speaking of which, Ke Yiyang really had a sword that he wanted, and that was what he had taken a fancy to when he was choosing the initial sword.

Beautiful and sharp, even the blade looks the way he likes it.

When the data panel was displayed in front of him, Ke Yiyang raised his spiritual power to his fingertips.

A sword was slowly lifted up from the lava in the void, and the beautiful scabbard first came into Ke Yiyang's sight.

The corner of Ke Yiyang's mouth raised slightly, it must be him.

Yamabashi Kunihiro.

The knife was drawn out, and the inscription on the knife was clearly visible.

A beautiful piece.

Foxosuke was not very interested in Yamabuka Kokunihiro, he was already accustomed to this kind of common sword, and he lay on the spot wagging his tail.

Ke Yiyang picked up the sword and touched it gently, the sword shrank back, trying to escape from his palm.

shy?

Ke Yiyang clenched the handle of the knife tightly, and he turned to look at Fox Nosuke: "Go to bed early." After speaking, he went to his room.

Cat Chitan seemed to be a little hesitant about this sword. The water in the pool swirled around for a long time, but the water droplets still touched the sword cautiously.

This was the first time Ke Yiyang saw the softness of the water in this pond, and he was a little surprised.

Transformed into shape, Ke Yiyang saw a beautiful little orange cat.

It's a pity that Ke Yiyang is not as fat as in the legend.

He likes the chubby little cat, which will be very comfortable to rub and put on the pillow.

The orange cat's head was covered with a dirty cloth, and its head was tied around its neck with a small red rope.

It's like wearing clothes and wearing a small hat.

Ke Yiyang stretched out his hand to grab Yamaba Kirihiro's blanket. It's a pity that such pretty cheeks and cat's eyes are covered up like this.

The orange cat screamed, and shrank itself under the quilt, even covering its eyes.

With the experience of retreating from the five tigers, Ke Yiyang was not in a hurry, and just sat there, waiting for the kitten under the small quilt to show its original shape.

The sheets moved up and down with Yamabuchi Kunihiro's breathing, like a child who was lying in bed and refused to get up.

After a while, he didn't seem to have waited for Ke Yiyang's action, and carefully poked his head out from under the quilt, staring around with his green cat eyes.

Ke Yiyang's figure suddenly entered his line of sight, and Yamabuki Kiri Kunihiro quickly shrank back.

After a while, I was so suffocated that I poked my head out again.

This time, the tip of Yamabuki Kunihiro's nose touched something hard, and when he looked up, he saw a pair of smiling eyes, and the tip of his little nose moved slightly.

The person in front of him was lying on the ground, supporting his head with his hands, looking at him quietly.

"It's itchy." Ke Yiyang said with a smile.

He touched the tip of that human's nose!

Grandma Shan shook her body, and tried to shrink back, but failed, and was picked up by someone.

Under the warm embrace, a pair of big hands gently touched the place on his back that he couldn't reach before, just right for comfort.

Kunihiro Yamababaki's tense body slowly softened under such warm touch.

Some say cats are liquid.

Ke Yiyang felt Yamabuki Kirihiro's soft body, and agreed with this sentence very much.

"Hey, isn't it good to be my cat?" The man's deep voice entered Kunihiro's ears, numbly.

"Meow meow." No.

"Why is that?" Ke Yiyang smiled, and scratched Yamabuki Kunihiro's small chin.

"Meow..." I'm afraid I'm not worthy of your existence.

As he said that, Shan Mu felt lost in Guoguang. He sat on the ground on one side and turned his back to Ke Yiyang.

Yamabuki Kunihiro's small head looked very funny from behind, because the sheet slipped off, a round, square head appeared in sight, and it looked like an orange cat.

"All of you are so cute, I was afraid that you would leave me if you met someone who was better at stroking hair than me." Ke Yiyang nodded his little head in front of him worrying about gains and losses, and his demeanor instantly became pitiful.

"Meow?" Eh?

Yamabuki Kunihiro turned his head to look at Ke Yiyang, but saw the lowered head and eyes.

He couldn't see Ke Yiyang's eyes clearly, and didn't know that Ke Yiyang was playing around, so he panicked instantly.

He stood up and wanted to comfort Ke Yiyang, but he didn't expect that the progress of the short legs was hindered by the sheets.

With a 'slap', he fell to the ground with his face on the ground.

Yamabasaki Kunihiro struggled to get up, and there was another 'slap', this time it was his buttocks that hit the ground first.

Ke Yiyang laughed lightly.

The sound reached Kunihiro Yamabuchi's ears, and he saw the people behind him laughing and rolling on the ground, showing no sign of frustration at all.

He twisted his sore buttocks and stared at Ke Yiyang closely.

Did he make this man smile by making a fool of himself?

Yamabuki Kunihiro subconsciously fell forward, wanting to fall down again.

This intentional fall was too obvious.

A cat that doesn't hide its emotions is quite eye-catching in this situation.

Ke Yiyang took the little orange cat into his arms when Yamabuki Kunihiro fell face-to-face.

Warm big hands tidied Yamabagiri Kunihiro's sheets little by little, so that he would not step on the sheets and fall.

"Let's go, cute little orange cat."

Out of the space, the situation outside suddenly caught the eyes of Yamabuki Kunihiro.

He shook his body, looking refreshed, and found a comfortable position in Ke Yiyang's arms.

California Qingguang had long been waiting for the owner's arrival in front of Ke Yiyang's house, but he didn't expect the owner to go out and bring back a cat.

Still a very, very familiar cat.

"Meow meow!" California Kiyomitsu yelled fiercely, Yamabuki Kunihiro glanced lightly, then pointed his butt to California Kiyomitsu, shrank his whole body under the sheet, shaking his body.

After finally letting the shy little orange cat show its head, Ke Yiyang sighed and frowned, "Don't scare him."

"Meow meow meow?"

Kiyomitsu pointed with his small paw at Yamabagi Kirihiro, who was looking at him contemptuously with one eye, and snorted faintly in his nose: "Meow!" Master, you can see for yourself!

"Also scare him." Ke Yiyang hugged the kitten in his arms even tighter: "I'm not obedient at all, go back to sleep in my little basket tonight."

"Meow meow meow?"

Ke Yiyang lifted the sheet, and the wet eyes of the kitten inside were exposed, with a hint of frustration, as if he hadn't recovered from the fright just now.

He buried his little face in Ke Yiyang's arms, still trembling slightly.

Ke Yiyang patted Yamabuki Kirihiro on the head, smiled and obeyed him, hugged Yamabuki Kirihiro in his arms and gently coaxed him.

The disappointment in the child's eyes is too obvious, and he has a shy temper. It would be a good thing if he can get into a ball with other swords at any time.

The basket that Ke Yiyang picked for Yamabuki Kirihiro this time has no extra decorations on it, it is just wrapped in a white sheet, not like a sleeping basket, but like a nest.

Yamabuki Kunihiro was obviously very interested in this basket, and he lay still in it.

The dirty quilt on his body didn't feel incompatible with the whole basket, they were perfectly integrated into one.

Throwing the flagon on the table casually, Ke Yiyang went out.

California Qingguang squatted outside and did not go far away, looking at him aggrieved.

Ke Yiyang suddenly laughed, California Qingguang was like a pistachio, always making him happy.

The second he opened his arms, California Qingguang had already bumped into his arms.

"Meow meow!" Listen to me, master!

Ke Yiyang nodded California Qingguang's head, and rested his chin on his head: "Good boy."

The warm embrace of the master made California Qingguang sniff, and he gently licked the hand holding him.

"I know it all, but Yamabuka Kiri Kunihiro just came here, you still want to let this happen." Seeing the fiery red eyes of California Qingguang, Ke Yiyang said with a smile: "You are my first sword."

The initial knife is like three big characters printed on the head of California Qingguang, and Ke Yiyang's words stamped the word trust on his heart.

This feeling is like soaking in a hot spring, and even the pores exude a comfortable feeling.

Ke Yiyang stared at California Qingguang whose tail was about to turn into flowers in the air, the corners of his mouth were raised lightly, he was such a coaxable child.

"I'll be free later, I'll wipe the nail polish off for you again."

Returning to the house with the overcooked goat milk for the Five Tigers in his hand, Ke Yiyang felt his trouser legs being caught as soon as he closed the door.

Yamabasaki Kunihiro raised his eyes, and the originally clear pupils became blurred.

The air is filled with the aroma of rice wine.

"...Have you been drinking?" Ke Yiyang went to the side and helped up the fallen jug, and shook it, the inside was empty, with a light flick.

"Hic." Yamabashi Kunihiro hiccupped heavily, and stretched out his paws to pull Ke Yiyang's trouser legs.

Subconsciously, he lowered his body and patted his cheek lightly with his small fleshy claws. The little cheek moved forward vigorously, just when Ke Yiyang thought that Shanba Qie Guoguang was going to lick his cheek like Wuhutui. when the cheeks...

In the next second, Yamabasaki Kunihiro snatched the jug from his arms.

Caught off guard, the movement is extremely fast, and the skill is extremely vigorous.

Yes, very awesome.

Ke Yiyang almost didn't applaud.

The big jug covered the whole body of the little orange cat, only a white sheet was seen rubbing back and forth on the ground.

The kitten rolled around with the round flagon.

Yamabashi Kiri Kunihiro was rolling, belching, and screaming "Meow Meow Meow!" I'm not an imitation!I am an authentic orange cat!

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The author has something to say:

I'm very sorry, the management of Jinjiang made some bad things, which resulted in no update yesterday, and I stayed up late to code until now, please forgive me.