Laid-off guide is a cat wife

Of course not selling him for tolls.

Young Master Rong is indeed abnormal, but his love for "cats" is unwavering.

That night, it was revealed that he climbed over the wall and ran home overnight to watch the cat.

At one o'clock in the morning, the main house was brightly lit, and the atmosphere was dead silent, and the servants who were serving did not dare to breathe.Master Rong was in a fit of anger. He never thought that the child he had worked so hard to raise would one day disobey him for a "pet".

"Send it away. There is no need to discuss this matter." Rong Huan was wearing a sable robe, feeling a dull pain in his heart.

Young Master Rong was kneeling outside the porch, he didn't notice the cold wind blowing in the cold mountain in the middle of the night, "Where are you sending it?"

"Send it back!"

"Impossible, that's my cat." Young Master Rong firmly refused.

Even on the day Xue's mother divorced and left, Rong Fang never expressed his opinion so resolutely.

"Rong Fang, you're just playing around! Attacking the guards and fleeing in violation of school rules, everyone in the academy knows about it now, what's going on? Send them away tomorrow morning, so there's no need to talk about this matter."

Moreover, the spiritual treatment has just improved a bit, and another cycle of stimulating training will be able to stimulate the spiritual body.Rong Huan would never allow his son to rush back for a pet, interrupt the treatment, and fall short.

"I know what you want. You think I'm a genius, and you want to fix me and maximize your benefits."

Young Master Rong's voice echoed in the corridor, making it look extraordinarily cold.He pointed to his temple, the corners of his mouth raised, but his eyes were full of death, "Otherwise, I'll give you my brain, and you can copy a few more copies so that you can slowly select and cultivate them."

"Bastard—!" A book flew out with anger, and Young Master Rong didn't hide at all, the sharp corners brushed his cheek, cutting a bloody scar.

Beads of blood slid down his cheeks, Young Master Rong wiped it casually, and a bright color appeared on the youthful face.

Rong Huan's hand covering his heart was pale and bulging, suppressed his voice, and raised his finger to the door, "Get out...get out!"

The boy kneeling on the ground resolutely did not move.His attitude was stubborn and arrogant, even though his knees were bent, his spine was still dazzlingly straight.

"Close the door." Rong Huan's sharp eyes turned to the servant.

The sliding door closed quickly, and the stubborn figure of his son disappeared bit by bit.Rong Huan sat alone behind the gray-white door, his eyes seemed to see many things that he had never faced through the door.

Abandoned by his partner and contradicted by his son, the perfect life he was looking forward to has now been shattered.

If... If the degree of compatibility between him and his partner can be a little higher, their life will definitely be...

Rong Huan was alone and silent in the darkness.Chairman Rong of Juejue Gaoling had already run out of energy, was abandoned and unbound by the sentinels, held hatred all day long, and his health was not as good as before.

At least when he was alive...Rong Fang, definitely, can't follow in his footsteps and end up in a ruined family.

The light snow outside the corridor was densely piled up, and the young man's spine was bent by the cold, and his body lost consciousness.But he didn't notice it, and even thought about how interesting it would be if Rong Huan opened the door and saw a dead body tomorrow morning.

The sound of falling snow covered up the sound of approaching cautiously.

One step, two steps... In the last pounce, the wet cat's head dug deep into the boy's coat, looking for an airtight sense of security.

"Let's go... let's go..." Miao Xun heard those conversations, "T-send me back."

Young Master Rong twisted his stiff neck, and the heat from the milk cat's body made his soul "resurrect" in the snow, "...do you want to go back?"

"No." The cat answered quickly.

"Then do you want to stay?"

"I don't want to either." He didn't want to see the young master in trouble.

"I don't want to either." Young Master Rong raised his lips, leaned closer to the cat's ears, and said angrily, "Then let's run away."

"Okay!" The cat poked its head out and agreed without thinking, as if this was the only answer.

Young Master Rong wanted to stand up, but his legs were numb from the cold and he staggered.Miao Xun's head had just grown to his waist, but he learned to hold him to prevent him from falling.One big and one small supported each other and walked out of the courtyard with difficulty.

Such pure concern and unthinking trust that is not stained with the slick and sophisticated world of adults...

It was the most precious thing at that age.

The sliding door of the corridor room quietly opened a small crack.There was a slumped figure standing behind the door, staring at the two crooked footprints going away.

If, at that time, there was such a person, who gave him a hand anywhere...

Even... there is one person who stands by his side unconditionally...

perhaps--

Rong Huan took a step back, covered his mouth suddenly, bent down and swallowed a heart-piercing cough.

Not far away, Miao Xun suddenly turned his head and looked at the dark yard, "It seems that someone is crying."

Rong Fang didn't hear anything, "Is there? Is it a bird call?"

"No, it is indeed crying, woo woo, woo woo woo, very sad."

"It must be the mountain wind that is crying."

"It should be...I have been hearing a lot of strange voices recently."

"for example?"

"Like, boom boom boom boom boom boom boom."

"What is that sound?"

The little milk cat pulled off his coat, stood on tiptoe, and put his head on the sweater on his chest, "It came from here."

…………

Master Rong and his cat set foot on the road to escape.

In order to avoid the stalking of Chairman Rong, who has all eyes and eyes, he exchanged enough cash and brought enough food, and even bought the ticket for an anonymous refitted cargo ship.

The tiny cabins are full of wanted criminals, illegal immigrants and the poor.As soon as the handsome young man appeared holding the hand of the beautiful child, the whole cabin kept staring at him.

As soon as they sat down, the man with glaring eyes greeted him, "Where are you two going?"

Young Master Rong remained silent, and opened his backpack to take out the food.Sandwiches wrapped in polymer fresh-keeping tin foil can ensure that the food will not deteriorate for a week.

The sandwich was handed to Miao Xun, and the tin foil was removed, revealing brightly colored tomatoes and lettuce, with a large piece of steak sandwiched in the middle, he took a big bite, and the aroma of the original vegetables and meat overflowed in the closed space open.

Many people swallowed their saliva unconsciously.

This is not a "fake" sandwich eaten by low-class people. Instead of flavor-compressed nutrients, it contains real fresh ingredients.

"Oh, is that a tomato? It actually has yellow seeds." The skinny man cleared his throat, "Actually, I am a poet, and I have written poems praising tomatoes. Do you want to hear it?"

His eyeballs were always stuck to Miao Xun's hands, and he couldn't shake them off, so Miao Xun said unhappily, "You haven't seen a tomato, and you can write poems?"

The poet raised his head and replied: "How many people in the world have witnessed the explosion of stars? Isn't there an endless stream of poems praising the brilliance of the stars. Besides——"

He mysteriously took out a bottle with a vague label, poured out two small white tablets, threw them into his mouth and chewed contentedly, "Well~ with this, I can keep writing verses. I need two tablets ?"

He enthusiastically poured two pills and wanted to pass them to Miao Xun.But the child moved closer to the boy and flatly refused: "I don't eat what others give me."

Young Master Rong was relieved, gave the poet a warning look, and pulled the cat to the porthole where there were fewer people.

The two of them leaned against the wall, each with a glass of yogurt and a sandwich.Miao Xun finished his portion, hiccupped, and was about to say "I'm still hungry" habitually, when Master Rong broke off the half that hadn't been bitten, and stuffed it into his hand.

Miao Xun thought about it, wrapped it up, and put it in his small bag.

"Why don't you eat?"

Miao Xun twisted his fingers, "I'll be hungry again later."

The young man stroked his head tenderly.

He lay on the boy's lap and complained softly: "It smells weird here, gasoline, chewing gum, and rotten apples..."

"Rotten apple, do you mean my pheromone?" The woman who smoked at the porthole's air outlet laughed, and the corners of her eyes wrinkled.But on closer inspection, she is actually very young, and her protruding abdomen shows that she is pregnant with a new life.

"Are you a supernatural being?" Miao Xun asked with wide eyes.

"Me? No, I only awakened part of my ability." The woman came over and chatted, "I work in a factory, with a group of robots. It's the kind of factory, you know, that makes 'little green cards'."

Miao Xun asked sincerely, "What's next? Do you feel bored?"

The woman froze suddenly, choked by the smoke in her throat, coughed for a while before straightening up and sighing: "It's boring... I have been working for ten years, and I am the only living person in the factory floor. I don't know if I am still alive. Alive."

Quit the high-paying administrator job, find a random man to get pregnant, leave the cold and repetitive machinery factory, and then regain a little feeling of being alive.

After she smoked a cigarette, her eyes flickered, as if she had reviewed her boring life. Seeing these two children who had not really started their life experiences, she couldn't help saying: "So freedom is the most important thing. I want to have a child and give him maximum freedom."

Human beings are never short of beautiful visions.

It's a pity that those who boarded this ship, who is truly free?

Rong Fang tightened his arms and buried his head on the cat, a burst of vibrant milky sweetness entered his lungs and spleen, diluting the stench of the immigrant boat.

While asleep in the wee hours of the morning, someone reached into their bag.

Miao Xun was the first to open his eyes, pounced on the bag full of food under the young master's feet, and bit his hand hard.

"Aw! Brat!" The poet was unconscious from the drug, his eyes were bloodshot and he looked crazy, he kicked towards Miu Xun, but was blocked by Rong Fang who woke up.

The poet grinned wildly, and fought with them to tear up the backpack, the zipper broke, and the food fell in all directions, and everyone in the cabin woke up.

The pampered young master and the cat raised in the deep boudoir, together they can't stand the siege of hooligans and vicious thugs.They coveted this moment, they have waited too long!

The food for three days was divided, loudly chewing and snatching sounds were mixed, a sandwich was stained with the blood of at least three people before it could be taken a bite, and immediately knocked down by a punch, and tasted by the next victor.

The gunshots rang out, the knife saw blood, and he went crazy for a bag of food.The pregnant woman who longed for freedom fell in front of them.

Miao Xun backed away in panic in front of this hideous purgatory, and covered his face with a hand in time to block his sight——

"Close your eyes! Xiao Mi don't look."

The mild sea salt smell An Ning surrounded him, Miao Xun and the young master hid in the corner, but the rest of the people were not prepared to let them go.

"Separate them, pull them out and sell them!" The poet, with his face covered in blood, pointed the stolen gun at them.

Young Master Rong hissed, "How dare you!"

"Why don't you dare?" The poet smirked and kicked him.

"Ah!" The boy was kicked fiercely in the abdomen, gasping for breath and moaning.

The poet lowered his body, pinched his face, and commented: "He looks pretty good, and his age is just right. With an artificial womb, he can be sold as a sex doll for a good price."

"And this little one," the poet swung his gun triumphantly, "will bite people, right? It just so happened that a puppy slave just died next to me, so it's a good deal for you."

Young Master Rong trembled in pain, and hugged Miao Xun tightly, "It's not a dog, it's Xiaomi."

"What the hell, Xiao Mi, I have to behave like a dog when it comes here." The poet stretched out his hand to grab the young man's delicate neck, threatening him to let go, "Let go of my little dog slave."

Not a dog slave.

That said, it's not a dog.

That's it.

Physical contact, the spiritual power of the guide penetrates the skin, roaring and burning all the way through the nerves, raising sparks, and finally reaching the dirty brain, the blood vessels in the brain boil and burst, like a grand fireworks display in the brain , the poet's life reaches its climax at this moment!

He didn't see the stars explode, but he could witness his brain explode and die.

To be killed by an attacking guide, this is the supreme honor given to him by Young Master Rong!

Before the others in the cabin realized what happened, the poet fell to the ground and twitched, bleeding from his orifices.

"Can I open my eyes?" A crisp voice sounded beside the murderous boy.

"can."

With permission, Miao Xun opened his almond eyes, walked to the side of the poet, and picked up the gun he dropped.

"You want to eat, tomato." Miao Xun stepped on the adult's neck tightly, pointed the muzzle at his eyes, and stammered innocently, "Then, please eat."

Pull the trigger, a brutal headshot, the blood and skull fragments on the ground are comparable to crushed tomatoes, and the juice splashes.

Miao Xun squatted down and wiped the "tomato juice" sprayed on his shoes with the poet's clothes.

His face as sweet as honey and cream was so calm, it actually sent a chill down the back of the people present.

No one knows who his biological father is. Perhaps the contempt and madness for life have long been flowing in his blood, and he only needs to tear a small opening, just like the steel is tempered, the blade is sharpened, and the natural killer is gone. On the trajectory of fate.

The delicate child stood on top of the corpse and stood in front of the young man, tilting his head slightly and smiling innocently, "I know, you all want to be Rotten Tomatoes."

With Rong Fang's acquiescence, he began to kill for the first time in his life.

What could be wrong with a cat?Cleaning up the evil in the world is the most lovely behavior in the eyes of teenagers.

……

When the illegal cargo ship arrived at the transit planet, only two people walked out of the mezzanine cabin.

The captain took no offense and drove them off, saying that the next part of the voyage was cancelled, and they were not allowed to come back to board the ship, and asked them for a large sum of cleaning fees for the cabin.

The young master of the Qiao family and his cat wandered pitifully on the streets of a strange planet.

"Are you hungry?" Miao Xun was like a cat that accidentally fell into a pool of blood, smelling bloody all over his body.

When cats ask this kind of question, they are hinting at cat food.

Young Master Rong touched his pocket, there was still some cash there, "Let's go eat."

But the prices on this frontier planet are astonishingly low, and there is no fresh food. Young Master Rong has been drinking thick nutritional supplements for a while, and has no appetite.

This was very different from the escape he had imagined.

Rong Fang has broken away from the title of Young Master Rong, and the Rong family's care is simply useless.

Couldn't even keep a pack of food.

A strong sense of frustration hit the boy's self-esteem.

"Here you are." A ball of tinfoil was stuffed into Rong Fang's hand.It was the survival cat food that "cat" kept in his little bag.

Rong Fang opened it, and inside was the half of the sandwich he had given to Miao Xun before, and it was still the half with the most meat.The "cat" who is still growing can actually endure without eating.

"You are Jiaojiao's dumb young master, you want to eat well."

The young man held the tinfoil shoulder and trembled, feeling guilty and collapsed, "I, I am not Master Jiaojiao..."

What kind of young master is he, to wrong his cat to give up the food?

"Then, Master Dumb."

"It's not the young master... I don't want to be the young master anymore."

"Cat" swayed his calf, his side face was immature but there was a blood-cured indifference: "Then what do you want to do?"

"I think..." When asked out of the blue, the teenager curled up his fingers nervously, as if a little ant had crawled across his heart.Glancing at his cat, he knew it was wrong, but he still couldn't help but want to pray, "I want to be a little girl..."

Miao Xun probed over, "Friend?"

The boy bit his lips until blood turned red, "I don't want friends. You can have many friends, but Xiao Mi can only have me."

Miao Xun frowned and thought, "One person, only one... that can only be, cua?"

"What is cua?"

"It's Semitic. They say that there can only be one cua in a lifetime."

The young man readily accepted it. Although he didn't know its specific meaning, he would have plenty of time to explore it in the future, "Then I will be your cua."

"Okay then." The little milk cat lay on his shoulder and said anxiously, "By the way, can I take a bite, just, a bite."

The young man's breathing was disordered, and he felt that this should be a necessary sacred ceremony to become the cua of the Semitic cat. He suppressed his embarrassment and blushed as if accepting his fate, and agreed: "Ah, yes, yes, a big mouthful is fine."

He pulled down his turtleneck, stretched out his neck, and waited nervously for the cat's tiny white teeth to come.

"Cat" happily leaned over, "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Bite off the sandwich in his hand.