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"Master, everything you ordered has been done."

The male voice on the phone was respectful and steady. Pei Xu turned on the phone and put the baked bread on the plate.He rolled up his sleeves and sat at the long empty table, eating his birthday breakfast lonely.

"I see."

Pei Xu took a bite of the egg yolk, he slightly hooked his lips, and restrained the smile on his face again.

When Pei Xu was born, Mr. Pei and Mrs. Pei were on the rise in their careers. They traveled around their careers and companies every day, either in meetings to watch projects or on the way to the airport.

He spent one birthday after another without his parents, with nothing but expensive and attractive gifts and a lively and grand birthday party.

Later, Mr. Pei and Mrs. Pei were not busy anymore. They turned their heads to look at the elder son who was becoming more and more independent and excellent, but they felt that they had missed a lot.

When Pei Xu finished his meal, Mrs. Pei called from overseas.

"Happy birthday Xiaoxu, guess where mom and your brother are?"

The woman was wearing the most appropriate and elegant dress, and her young and attractive face was lined with delicate makeup. She pursed her lips, put her arms around a little carrot head and smiled at the camera.

The spiers of the castle are surrounded by gorgeous and crowded fireworks, and the night is like ink, splashing on the sky on the other side of the earth.

"Altai Castle Villa, there is an annual world viewing fireworks show tonight, I saw it in the travel magazine you ordered."

Pei Xu spoke gently, like a well-behaved child.

"You're always so careful." Mrs. Pei smiled without showing her teeth. She hesitated for a moment, as if she wanted to see Pei Xu's side clearly through the lens, as if she was looking for something.

"Don't look for him, he doesn't live with me." Pei Xu explained with a smile.

"I'm not..." Mrs. Pei touched the tip of her nose and said embarrassedly when she saw her secret thoughts were discovered.

The little carrot head next to her suddenly jumped into the screen, with a face that resembled Pei Xu's, and yelled in a strange way: "I just said, if my brother can find a partner, I will live broadcast and eat shit..."

"Don't talk to your brother like that." Mrs. Pei pinched the little carrot's head and disciplined her angrily.

Pei Xu smiled. He held his chin and agreed, "It's okay, you guys can play."

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Pei Xu wandered around the dressing room for a long time, wearing too expensive clothes for fear of being seen as flaunting his wealth deliberately, and wearing too low-key clothes would not show the grandeur of today's occasion.

He thought about it, squatted on the stool in the fitting room with a pile of clothes in his arms, and decided to send a few messages first.

"You first think about which platform is more popular to open a live broadcast room if you live broadcast and eat shit."

"Don't affect my dear brother's great star career."

"Don't worry, your brother and I will always be your most loyal audience."

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It took Wen Chan a week to complete the BGM for the stray animal rescue station. After the inspiration came, he condensed the intermittent notes into a work, and fatigue followed.Wen Chan came home without taking off his clothes and fell on the bed.

The gray-blue sheets have the coldness and rationality of an ideal man, but this color doesn't quite match Wen Chan's body. The warm sunlight shines in from the thin window, outlining the slender branches and leaves of spider plants.

Wen Chan narrowed his eyes, turned over and shrank into the bed, like a lazy cat, he was sleepy and surrounded himself with a soft quilt.

Before falling asleep, he suddenly thought of whether he should listen to the BGM he made for Pei Xu.

Thinking this way, Wen Chan sent the compressed package to Pei Xu. He wanted to inform Party A's father with a message, but he slipped his hand and clicked on the video call.

The screen flickered, and the screen of Wen Chan's cheap mobile phone was filled with the man's strong and well-proportioned body lines.

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Hiss, this masculinity rushing towards me.

"Are you, alone at home, blinded by your beautiful body?"

Wen Chan was so frightened that he quickly put down his phone, but the gorgeous scene he glimpsed was still in front of his eyes.

Pei Xu is a typical clothes hanger. He looks thin in clothes and fleshy in clothes. He has perfect proportions of an inverted triangle plus abdominal muscles, and the mermaid line doesn't go into his belt.

If he had just hooked the hem of his clothes a little higher, he could still see...

Ahhhhh!Zen Kitty, please be sober, you cannot be assimilated by a pervert just because you have been raised by a pervert for a while!

Wen Chan ruthlessly gave himself a love note on his soft and soft face, until Pei Xu's low-pitched laugh came from the phone, he leaned closer to the microphone, and asked cautiously and tremblingly:

"Still naked? Are you wearing clothes?"

"Okay." Pei Xu replied.

Wen Chan's subway grandfather looked at his mobile phone, as if he was holding a standard cannon in his hand, he was afraid of approaching. He didn't sigh until he saw that Pei Xu was fully dressed on the small screen.

"So scared to watch?" Pei Xu put on a simple sweater, and his hands that controlled the shaking of the screen were a little unsteady.

"I said you are alone at home, do you do this every day?" Wen Chan hesitated and insisted on babbling.

Pei Xu tilted his head and smiled, and said thoughtfully, "Maybe if you come to accompany me, I won't flirt. I really want to save face in front of others."

"No, I'm afraid of person-to-person transmission." Wen Chan said in his heart.

"Turn on the video specifically, what do you want to say?" Pei Xu asked.

"I've finished the video of the stray animal rescue station, compressed and sent it to you, remember to appreciate my excellent results, Party A's father." Wen Chan showed his small canine teeth, curled up like a limp kitten under the quilt, and his voice was soft and waxy .

Pei Xu stared at him for a while, then said.

"Don't forget to meet me tonight, do you need me to pick you up?"

"No, I'm afraid that when you come to pick me up, you will bring some seven aunts and eight aunts to visit the kitten." Wen Chan raised his eyebrows pointingly, he rubbed against the pillow, rolled his eyelids, quite Somewhat seductive.

"Maybe it's a rose." Pei Xu joked.

"Rose is too vulgar." Wen Chan shook his head in disapproval. Surrounded by the warm quilt, he was in a good mood, and he subconsciously spoke out:

"A good gift should be what you like, such as a cart of catnip or something."

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Catnip is so good, catnip, the beloved paradise for kittens, enjoy endless silkiness.

Zen kitten has had a dream since she was a child. When she marries a beautiful little female cat, she will use catnip to tie a flower for her daughter-in-law.

For this dream, Zen Kitty has been working hard on the road of running.

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Wen Chan fell asleep, and there was still a long time before the dinner with a perverted money owner at night. He lay on the bed in a daze, as if he heard someone open the door, and his slippers were pulled on the ground, rubbing across the battlefield where the sweeping robot had just worked hard.

Immediately afterwards, a wonderful smell of fish appeared on the tip of Wen Zen's nose.

That smell can be caught even when you drill into the ground and smell the Zen. His head gradually left the pillow, and swayed from side to side with the source of the fragrance, until the whole fluid body sat up. With a hoarse voice, he meowed several times with a human voice.

It's so annoying, can you stop putting it under people's noses all the time, a can of canned fish is only a few dollars, if you don't give it to me, can you give it to other kittens?

Wen Chan fell into a drowsy sleep. He rested his chin on the palm of the man, subconsciously like a cat, rubbed his cheek against the man, and muttered.

"Pei Xu, the little cat is hungry, it's so big, it's so good, the little cat wants to eat..."

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"What to eat?" It was a very familiar female voice, so familiar that Wen Chan woke up immediately.

He sat up straight with a swish, retracted the tip of his tongue that had been licking his palm for a long time, and gradually assumed an upright and innocent posture, staring at the person in front of him after returning to the cage of consciousness.

Damn, Mrs. Wen, a beautiful and charming human fairy who talks about big deals every day, is sitting in front of him with a cat hair duster, holding half a fifty cents ham sausage in her hand.

"Baby Chanchan, tell mom, do you have some ulterior deal with that Pei Xu?"

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"Mom, what indescribable deal can a kitten have with a human?"

Wen Chan was on the verge of overdrafting his acting skills in his next life, and he put on a professional smile, looking directly into Mrs. Wen's eyes happily and courageously.

"Really, is this on your tail a painted onion ring?" Mrs. Wen knew her son well, she pointed to Wen Chan's upturned tail that kept wagging cheerfully, and said indifferently.

Wen Chan turned his head silently, and found that beautiful diamond-encrusted tail ring was emitting a dazzling light.

That's the arrogance of the rich second generation who refuses to remain anonymous, just like buying luxury sneakers worth 1 yuan and wearing them out to show off in the heavy rain.

This may be the upstart mentality.

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Mrs. Wen found that her son had changed.

Although it is still a clown cat, it has become different from before in some unspeakable breaths.

For example, I used to like to eat a few yuan canned food, but now I refuse to eat a bite.

For example, just sitting there has the arrogance of [-] that I dragged.

For example, if you flick your tail, you have to touch your own tail ring.

Another example is opening Zen Kitten's closet...

Mrs. Wen walked back and opened the closet that had just been closed.

Inside, there is a set of men's clothing from a super luxury brand that is obviously the wrong size and has a different style.

"Baby Zen Chan, has anyone stayed at home?" Mrs. Wen asked with a smile.

"Of course not." Wen Chan blinked and licked clean the paws that he ate snacks on.

Coincidentally, there was a knock on the door, and the lady from the dry cleaner downstairs delivered the goods to the door.

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"Hello, this is the clothes you have washed in our [will you die by washing your own clothes] international specialty laundry. We provide door-to-door delivery service, please sign for it."

The young lady lowered the brim of her hat and handed the cleaned coat to Mrs. Wen.

"Baby Zen Chan, what is this?" Mrs. Wen showed a row of small white teeth, and fiddled with her clothes twice.

"It belongs to my friend..." Wen Chan said with a guilty conscience.

He suddenly remembered that he suddenly changed into a human being on the cruise ship, and took Pei Xu's clothes home. He didn't make up his mind to throw them away before sending them to the dry cleaners for laundering. Who knows that it happened to be finished today.

"It belongs to this gentleman's boyfriend." The young lady raised the brim of her hat with a frank smile.

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Mrs. Wen tilted her head and smiled even brighter.

"Mom, maybe that young lady means, boyfriend and friend."

Wen Chan tore off the small note of contact information left on the clothes at that time, and pointed to the column of gender and clothing attribution on it.

Wen Chan, male, is a friend of this dress (owner).