Lu Xiaofeng's colleagues: Ximen cat

Get up in the morning, practice swords, eat, practice swords, and play as a cat.

Eat at noon, play as a cat, and practice swords.

Eat at night, take a bath, become a cat, and sleep with the owner.

Maomao is definitely the cat with the most regular life in the world. Although it doesn’t like it, but with such a tough owner, it can fight for changing into a cat twice a day and playing at night in its own schedule. The right to sleep with the master, that's already quite a great achievement.

Ximen Chuuxue found that Maomao was getting lazy. At first he got up and Maomao got up, and then he asked Maomao to get up together, and now he wakes up and grabs Maomao to get up...

Ximen Chuuxue tied up her long hair, and found that the cat that she had just pulled out from the quilt was gone, and when she lifted the quilt, she saw the small ball.

Maomao opened his eyes in confusion, looked around, purred dissatisfied, and crawled lazily into the corner... crawling and crawling...why not yet?

"Cat cat."

Maomao opened his eyes again and saw the face of the owner upside down. Maomao understood, and the owner raised his tail again...

"Meow!" An extremely soft, well-behaved, extremely flattering, and extremely sad voice, coupled with a pair of pitiful eyes that have not yet woken up, misty and wet: "Meow..."

The cat is going to sleep...

"Meow meow……"

put the cat to sleep...

"Get up and practice your sword."

"Meow meow meow! Meow meow meow!"

don't get up!Do not practice swords!

Seeing that the owner's face became extremely cold, the cat's fur was about to stand on end, and the little butt seemed to be aching, the tone immediately softened, and the voice was repeated a thousand times: "Meow...meow..."

"Get up and practice sword!"

The cat immediately wilted. It remembered the owner's temper. If a sentence was said the third time, one cat would be unlucky.

Seeing that it was finally being honest, Ximen Chuuxue threw it on the bed and turned around to wash his face. When he finished everything and turned around, he saw a cat sitting on the bed tightly wrapped by a quilt with only a small head exposed. , that small head is still a little bit, and the long eyelashes are occasionally flapping with difficulty.

"wear clothes."

Ximen Chuuxue's voice was very refreshing. Maomao raised his head and looked at Ximen Chuuxue. His big misty eyes were tearing up, and his small mouth pouted: "Don't wear clothes, you want cat's fur!"

"Maomao!" Ximen Chuuxue's patience finally reached its limit, and he threw off its quilt.

The cat let out a loud cry, and the owner who dared not resist took the quilt away, stretched out two tails from behind, one was hugged in his arms, and the other was wrapped around his back: "I want the fur of the cat... hair...without clothes..."

Ximen Chuuxue was taken aback for a moment, when did this little thing have an extra tail?But since cats and cats can even change people, he won't be surprised if they grow ten more tails, let alone one more.

"Wow! Maomao's fur! I want hair..." Maomao cried more and more, his palm-sized face was covered with tears, and his small jade-like hands tightly hugged his snow-white long tail and huddled up, looking at the poor man. Ji: "I want cat hair, no clothes..."

Ximen Chuuxue frowned, he knew that although Maomao was mischievous, he would not cry, so something must have happened, he asked, "What's wrong with Mao?"

Mao Mao was out of breath from crying, and pointed to his bare arm: "Maomao...no hair...Maomao wants hair..."

Ximen Chuuxue was furious about it, didn't it lose its hair when it transformed into a human?What are you crying about now?

Seeing the owner's face became even uglier, Maomao felt extremely wronged, and cried even harder this time, even his body trembled slightly this time.

Maomao cried louder and louder, Ximen Chuuxue became more and more upset the more he listened, so he simply walked away.Seeing the owner leave, Maomao blinked, stopped her tears, and quietly dragged the quilt over and wrapped it up again.

After a while, the door opened with a creak, and Mao Mao looked over timidly, and found that it was Butler Mei who came in, and immediately his mouth shrunk, tears streaming down his face: "Butler Mei..."

"Be good, don't cry, tell Butler Mei what happened?"

Mao Mao sobbed: "Mao, Mao Mao has no hair..."

Maomao stretched out her snow-white and delicate arms to show Butler Mei: "There is no hair...Maomao wants hair..."

Butler Mei persuaded: "People don't have hair. They don't look good without fur. Cats are the most beautiful!"

Maomao cried: "Maomao doesn't want to be pretty, cats want hair..."

Steward Mei's eyes fell on the quilt wrapped around him, and then at the white clothes thrown aside by him, and he had an idea: "Is the cat cold?"

Ximen Chuuxue's internal energy is amazing, and the cold and heat have not invaded for a long time. He is dressed in thin white clothes all year round. All Maomao's clothes are made according to Ximen Chuuxue. It is almost the end of autumn, so it is no wonder that it is not cold.

Mao Mao nodded with tears in her eyes: "The hair is not cold, but the clothes are cold. The cat needs fur, not clothes."

Steward Mei patted his forehead and said, "It's all Steward Mei's fault, don't cry, Steward Mei will find you hair."

Mao Mao looked at him suspiciously: "Can Butler Mei find Mao Mao's fur?"

"can."

Butler Mei closed the door and walked out annoyed. What a mistake, as a butler, he would let the host's house suffer from the cold!Poor work!However, who knew that monsters are also afraid of the cold?No, no, how could a cat be a monster?

"What happened to it?"

"Ah, owner." Butler Mei respectfully said, "It's the subordinate's fault. The clothes prepared for the cat are too thin, so it refuses to wear them. Cats are most afraid of the cold, and they tend to get sleepy when winter comes. It's impossible, Master..."

"Understood." Ximen Chuuxue interrupted him: "Are you still crying?"

"It's ready, the owner won't go in and have a look?"

"No need." Ximen Chuixue said coldly, turned around and left.

Looking at the back of Ximen Chuuxue, Butler Mei shook his head and sighed: "Why don't you be so awkward, you specially asked me to coax you, and you waited outside for news, but you didn't even want to go in to take a look..."

……

"Maomao's fur?" Maomao's eyes widened, looking at the piles of snow-white fur.

Do cats have so much hair?

Butler Mei's old face bloomed with a smile: "They're all from cats." Picking up the outermost one, he said, "It's not cold yet, and it will get hot if you wear it too thick. These few rabbit fleeces are thin. It's just right to wear. I only found these slightly better furs for a while, and I found them made for you by the embroiderer overnight, and I will wear them first. Steward Mei has sent someone to look for them, and I will give you all the good-looking white furs Find it!"

"But but..." But the fur looks like clothes...

"Come on, touch it, is it warm?"

"……warm."

Butler Mei smiled and said, "It's good to be warm. Remember, as a human being, you should wear thicker clothes when it's cold, and thinner clothes when it's hot, you know?"

"Ah."

……

Maomao found that its treatment has suddenly improved. The owner no longer drags it out of bed in the morning, and it only needs to practice sword twice a day. The owner is so kind!Cats are so happy!Of course, neither its owner nor Butler Mei will ever tell it that its general task of practicing kung fu has not changed, and that what it spends on extra sleeping in is actually the time it spends "turning into a cat and playing".

Butler Mei started looking for all kinds of delicious porridge for it every day, and now has another hobby: looking for cats and cats. The cat already has a house of hairs, but Butler Mei is still looking for it.

Ximen Chuuxue found that the time for cats to transform into cats was getting shorter and shorter every day. At the beginning, they would occasionally lie on the cushion to bask in the sun. Later, when they transformed into cats, they would crawl into his arms. Later, they simply slept in human form except at night. .No way, who made the fur that Butler Mei finds is much warmer than Mao Mao's own fur?

I don't know how long it has been like this, when Maomao poked his head out of the bed, he suddenly found that the outside of the quilt seemed not so unbearable, so he jumped out of the bed, got out from the crack of the door, and once outside, the fresh air rushed to his face It came with a rich floral fragrance.

The flowers are blooming!

The peach blossoms are blooming!

spring is coming!

The most hated winter for cats is over!

"Meow!" Maomao cheered and ran to the outside of the village happily.

The author has something to say: This chapter is a transition, and the time span is very large, because the next chapter will start to follow the plot, so it is also a fan after all!