Lu Xiaofeng's colleagues: Ximen cat

Following Ximen Chuuxue into the dining room, he found that there was already a person sitting and waiting inside, he couldn't help being slightly taken aback, his first thought was that there were guests at Wanmei Villa, but his second thought was, what a beautiful young man!

Although it is already spring, he is still dressed in snow-white fox fur. The boy's palm-sized face is sunk in the furry neckline, making him look even more delicate and lovely. Lu Xiaofeng has seen countless beauties, but he has never seen anyone with such beauty. The skin, as if from heaven, blends the whiteness of snow, the brightness of jade, the smoothness of silk, and the lightness of ice. It is meticulously carved with its superb craftsmanship. It is breathtakingly beautiful, and what is more attractive is the pair of fans. The eyes covered by her long eyelashes are a pair of pure and flawless eyes like a newborn baby, like the blue sky washed by autumn rain, spotless, as bright as a mirror, as bright as the moon, so clean that anyone can feel ashamed.

Now, those eyes are staring straight at Lu Xiaofeng, with curiosity and disappointment, a pair of small petal-like mouths gradually pout in dissatisfaction.

Lu Xiaofeng touched his beard habitually, only then remembered that they were gone, sighed in his heart, and asked: "This is..."

"Flying Feather."

Butler Mei explained from the side: "It's our second owner."

Lu Xiaofeng's eyes widened, he looked at Ximen Chuuxue, then at Maomao, and said, "Does Ximen actually have brothers? Look carefully, they are quite similar."

Just very similar?

Butler Mei's eyes turned around Maomao and Ximen Chuuxue, Ximen Chuuxue also looked at Maomao, and finally Mei Butler concluded: "It seems that the second owner has been looking less and less like the owner recently. .”

What do you mean that you look less and less like you recently!

Butler Mei's speech became more and more out of order.

Unexpectedly, Ximen Chuuxue also nodded, saying: "Because I am getting more and more proficient."

Lu Xiaofeng blinked, what language are you speaking, why can't I understand it!

And that... Although your eyes are very beautiful, don't keep staring at me!With a dry cough: "Fei Yu, is there something on my face?"

Maomao shook his head, his eyes watering: "No..."

Just as Lu Xiaofeng was about to answer, Mao Mao muttered more and more: "No more... beard... no more..."

Lu Xiaofeng was taken aback.

Butler Mei took out a small wooden box from his sleeve and hurriedly said, "Yes, here..."

Mao Mao opened the box in a daze, saw the two neat mustaches inside, looked at Lu Xiaofeng's bright face, and angrily swept it to the ground, tears streaming down: "No, don't want this, it won't move! A moving beard...a moving beard..."

"Don't cry."

Maomao stopped crying, and stared blankly at Ximen Chuuxue, with tears hanging on her face, it looked like a lotus flower with dew, extremely touching.

Lu Xiaofeng shook his head, beauty is beauty, but it's a pity that his brain doesn't work well.

"After crying again, the kitchen only needs to make plain porridge."

Maomao blinked and looked at Butler Mei: "What is white porridge?"

"It's porridge that doesn't contain anything but rice."

Maomao weighed between eating and playing, and felt that there are many things that can be replaced by mustache, but if he only eats white rice porridge every day, Maomao will definitely die!And learning to use chopsticks seems to be a little bit difficult... So I wiped away my tears readily, picked up a spoon and drank the shrimp porridge carefully prepared by Butler Mei.

Lu Xiaofeng froze for a moment, stroked his non-existent beard and smiled wryly at Ximen Chuixue: "I remember you seemed to say that you were going to give it to Maomao."

"Well," Ximen Chuixue said, "It doesn't want it."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Let me just say, what it likes is obviously..." His eyes widened suddenly, thinking of an unimaginable possibility, he stopped immediately.After a long time, I shook my head again and again, delusional, how could such a ridiculous thing happen?Impossible impossible...

But the boy's reaction is really... so similar!

No, illusion, illusion, Lu Xiaofeng, you must be drunk, yes, you are drunk.

……

There is a carriage passing through the colorful peach forest, but it is not the one that Lu Xiaofeng and Huamanlou took when they came, but a seemingly simple but luxurious carriage prepared by Mei Butler. Needless to say, those two snow-white horses without a single hair are enough to make all horse lovers in the world crazy about them, but here, they are only qualified to pull carts.

Ximen Chuuxue was alone, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

Huamanlou and Lu Xiaofeng played against him. Although Huamanlou couldn't see, he had a pair of ears and an amazing memory. Lu Xiaofeng racked his brains but couldn't gain the slightest advantage.

Suddenly, Huamanlou's expression changed, Lu Xiaofeng looked at the car door in surprise, Ximen Chuixue frowned, and opened his eyes.

There was a small crack at the lower end of the car curtain without a sound, and a small furry head sneaked in. With the small head up, a pair of big black eyes looked around, and then crawled down and walked lightly. Sneak inward along the compartment wall.

"Cat cat."

The cat froze, stood still, sat down, arranged its two small front paws neatly, raised its head, its ears and tail stood up together, its big tail flicked desperately like dogs, its big eyes were full of flattery , called softly: "Meow..."

"go back."

"Meow..." Maomao acted coquettishly, and Maomao also wanted to go out to play: "Meow meow..."

"go back."

"Meow!" Maomao was angry: "Meow meow meow meow!"

Bad owner, go out to play without cats!Cats are going to play outside too!

"Meow meow meow! Meow meow meow!" Go out and play out go out and play out...

"Meow!!!!" There are cats flying in the sky...

Lu Xiaofeng lifted the curtain of the car, looked at Maomao who had rolled over ten feet away and got up again, and still had the strength to shout at the carriage angrily. He sat back with a sigh of relief, and said, "Ximen, you are too kind to Maomao." Isn’t it barbaric? Can’t you speak well if you have something to say, and you’re not afraid of breaking it... Ah, Huamanlou, you’re still laughing?”

"Although the owner seems to strike fiercely, he actually hides softness. When the cat falls to the ground, he will support it, and it won't hurt at all. Lu Xiaofeng, you can't see it, can you?"

Lu Xiaofeng resentfully said: "Even if it doesn't hurt you, you'll be scared, even if you're not scared, it's not good to fall and crush the flowers..."