The daily life of Shier and 5t5

Who would believe that the cat's teeth were broken after being bitten by a cat?It's as inconceivable as a grandma crossing the road knocking a Maybach out of a pit.

While Shi Er cursed this little thing in his heart, he apologized to the shop assistant girl.

"...I will be responsible for treating it well."

The girl completely shattered Shi Er's "good father and good husband" filter, and she didn't believe that people who bully small animals would have such good intentions.She hugged the white cat distressedly, her eyes suspicious.

"Sister," Fu Heihui raised her face, "How old is this cat?"

He has a pretty face, a calm demeanor, and a little bit of obedience, so he is born to win the trust of older women.

"This...because it's a stray cat, I don't know." The clerk replied.

Hui said clearly: "The cat will change its teeth when it is about five months old. Maybe it happened when my father was 'playing' with it.

The clerk believed it fully, and when she opened the white cat's teeth, she found a small newborn cusp.

"...So that's the case! Sir, I'm so sorry, I blamed you." She bowed hastily.

At this time, Shi Er's attention has been completely shifted to his son, and he can't wait to hug Hui directly and circle around.

Look, how smart, sensitive, knowledgeable and cute his son is!

"Little brother knows a lot, does he like cats?" the clerk asked.

"It's okay." Hui still prefers Jade Dog.

The clerk smiled and said, "Actually, it's not appropriate to keep the cat in the store. We've been thinking about whether to give it to a good family for adoption. If you're interested..."

Generally, you should ask an adult about raising pets, but she somehow felt that this child was the real head of the family, so she unconsciously asked Hui.

Fu Heihui hesitated.

Zhenyi tugged at his cuff, her eyes expressing a wordless longing.

"Isn't it good to have a cat?" Maki said, "Although I prefer dogs."

So Hui looked up and asked Shi Er: "Father, is it okay?"

"Huh?" Shier was still in the debuff called "Son is so cute".

What can not?

Ah, it looks like... the son asked if he could hug him?

"Of course." He happily agreed.

……

In this way, Shi Er raised a cat in a daze.

After dinner, Shi Er and Gojo Satoru sat on the new sofa, holding their faces solemnly, watching the little white cat in the box.

"What's a good name?" Gojo Satoru asked.

"Let's call it Wuhua, or Wubing." Shi Er suggested.

Gojo Satoru looked back sensitively: "Shen Er thinks it looks like me? Is it as cute as me?"

"Ah, I have a good memory." Shi Er raised his eyebrows, "Then it's called 'Six Tubes'."

"...It's still not the same." Wujo Gou thought about it for a while, and said, "If Shier feeds me puffs, I will agree."

"Whether you agree or not, it's called Liutong." Shi Er played with his finger like a cat walking stick, and the little Liutong circled around the cardboard box in anger.

He smiled easily.

Gojo Wujo thinks that maybe this father and son are of the same type - getting along with people is their main source of stress, and when they are with animals, they can find their true nature more unscrupulously.

In this way, it is not certain that this Liutong, who has not known him for a few hours, may be more pleasing to him than Wujowu, a living person.

Gojo Wujo endured and endured, and finally had no choice but to turn into a big white cat and eat his "strawberries" himself.

During the interval, Shi Er lay lazily on the bed and said, "One thousand yen."

"The price has increased? It was still five hundred before."

"I thought the young master wouldn't care about such a small amount of money."

Gojo Satoru pressed his lips with his thumb: "Has no one said that you are incompetent as a little boy?"

"The previous ones were all easier to satisfy." Shi'er smiled evilly, and glanced at Wujo Wu's butt|buttocks, "Young Master Wujo is not as hungry as you are."

Gojo Satoru laughed off his teasing|teasing: "You only have this mouth left to take advantage of."

——That's a good statement, because until now, although the two had sex several times, they always stopped at the last step, and it was still hard to tell the difference after several disputes.

Shi Er also finds it strange that this kind of hanging up and down should make him tired, but when he is with Babyface, even the verbal quarrel feels happy.

Of course, he would not think that it was the so-called Plato love, let alone the idea that "kissing is holy".

In the final analysis, it is still flesh | lust, and this soft and strong Patriarch is more in line with his sexual | fetish.

One thousand at a time, five thousand at five times... How many times is this the first time?

Forget it, I'm too lazy to count, and I will lie to him with random numbers later.

... It is good for the donor to have money, so let him cheat.

The number of the smell of copper disappeared, the smell became indistinct, a bit of strawberry cream was licked off the corner of his lips, and he gradually confused the smell of strawberry and Gojo Satoru.

early morning.

Gojo Satoru opened the cat's blindfold, looked at Shi Er who was still sleeping for a while, and turned on his phone to check today's mission location.

Liutong poked his head out from under the cabinet, staring cautiously at the humans.

One person and one cat met their eyes.

Gojo Satoru suddenly had an idea.

He turned to the contact "Smelly Fox of the Zen Garden" and started sending text messages.

Gojo Satoru: Shier and I have a child.

Gojo Satoru: His character is like Shier, but he looks like me.

Gojo Satoru: The full moon ceremony will be held next month, and you are welcome to attend. 【address】

The stinky fox in the Buddhist monastery:? ? ? ? ?