My cat has the throne

May is approaching, some students around me are going home and some are traveling. The embroidery that I ordered at Grandma Hong’s place is almost a month old, and I plan to go to Emei again, but before I leave, I fall ill.

In the night, the wind and rain were violent, and he forgot to close the window when he went to bed at night. In his dream, Fu Si was standing on the top of the mountain, calling out loudly, and the sound of the wind was like ripples, repeating his voice over and over again.

Discuss, discuss——

When discussing seeing Fu Si at first sight, he liked him very much.But now, the wind tells Shangqian that Fu Si also likes herself very much.

Stopping in front of the Buddha, I only wish to be alone and safe.

One pair for life, safe and sound.

However, the abbot of Yuhua Temple, the ranger who gave up his freedom and guarded the capital, said that the people in that world were good, but they did not belong to Fu Si.

Shangqian woke up from the dream, looking at the slanting rain outside the window in vain, the cat and cat beside him also opened their eyes and relaxed, and rubbed into Shangqian's arms, "Meow~"

Discussing and rubbing the cat's head, "Fu Si...is it really impossible to get what you want? Chu State, the world...does it have to be him?"

Mao Mao didn't know, and Mao Mao also felt scared.

The state of Chu, the Fu family...the family and the country are in chaos; the ranger, Zhou Mo, they are hesitant to talk about the past.

What is waiting for Fu Si in the future?

After blowing the cold wind in the middle of the night, discussing his thin body, he caught a cold and had a fever unsurprisingly.

Discussing sleeping with his head covered, Maomao spun around the bed anxiously, calmed down, rummaged through boxes and cabinets, but did not find any medicine that could cure a cold.

Cat's Claw carefully pushed aside the quilt, looked at the black hair that had been slumped in sleep, pressed the pad of flesh lightly on the hairpin, and scalded the paw.

"Meow..." Maomao cried out anxiously, and suddenly thought of the prescription Fu Yi said, regardless of whether it is scientific or not——

Can blood really heal?

Meow, Maomao looked at her fat, fluffy paws, and thought desperately, even if human blood is useful, it probably cannot be extended to cats.

Maomao has been in good health since he was a child. Except for the acclimatization when he first arrived in Shuzhou, he never had a fever and a cold, so he didn’t know how to deal with it. After lingering for a long time, Maomao turned his attention to the computer——

Discussing the fever, I finally opened my eyes and saw that the computer screen was on, and the big orange furry balls in front of the computer were shining brightly.

The sound of keyboard tapping can be heard faintly.

Probably the fever was so severe that he had hallucinations, and he fell asleep in a daze, having a short but amazing dream——

At the latest university history annual meeting, discuss suits and leather shoes, and present the research results made by painstaking efforts to the industry experts.

Clearing his throat, he lowered his head and glanced at the documents, the paper was full of meows... Shang Kan felt a little bit in his heart, and looked at the audience in astonishment, and found that the one sitting in the middle was Daju in a suit, but with a human face ...Looking at the stage with a smile.

A cat with a human head, this is too magical... Most importantly, I don't understand cat language!Report how!

Talking about waking up from the dream, he found Mao Mao squatting obediently by the bed, and when he woke up, he patted the porcelain bowl beside him with his paw.

A white porcelain bowl, yellow soup, a few shreds of ginger and cat hair floating on the soup, the heat was rising, and I felt like I could see Fu Si's smiling face from the cat's well-behaved face through the mist.

"Meow~"

Seeing that you have used a computer, I learned how to surf the Internet.It was found that ginger soup can dispel wind and cold, cats and cats shredded it themselves, boiled the soup, and did not pay attention when it was on fire, and the hair was burnt.

Discuss holding the hot front paws of the cat, exhale gently, the cold is still not good, the breath is hot, not only does not have the effect of cooling down, the hair of the cat's whole body is bristling.

My heart is itchy and numb.

Because of his illness, Shangqian's white cheeks were pink, his lips were darker than usual, like a rose in flowering period, and his eyes were still moist physiologically, that is the dewdrops on the rose...

By coincidence, Maomao leaned over and gently licked the reddened corners of his eyes.

Feline tongues are known to be barbed, as are most rosettes.

Maomao's thorn lightly swept over Shangqian's curled eyelashes, Shangqian blinked subconsciously, and Maomao tasted the taste of a drop of dew——

Rose's tears are bitter, but rose's thorns are soft and sultry.

Maomao's action made Shangqian's entire face turn red. Although it is very common for pets to be intimate with their owners, why does he feel that there is something affectionate in the green cat's eyes?

——Suddenly remembered what my cousin said, although love can span a lot, it’s not good to take too big a step, right?One cannot, at least not should...

I have been single for a long time, and I always look at cats with delicate features.

Discussing the deer bumping in my heart, dizziness, a little bit confused about dream reality, cat cooking ginger soup, cat wearing a suit, cat body and head, cat language report, meow meow...

Shangqian didn't know how he drank the bowl of ginger soup. Anyway, it was warm from the mouth to the stomach, and the symptoms of fever were relieved.

He fell asleep peacefully, and when he woke up again, it was Mao Mao who patted his shoulder with its paw, "Meow!"

Accompanied by the cat meowing, there is also a continuous ringtone of the mobile phone. After discussing and rubbing his eyes, he can see that the screen shows an incoming call——

Professor Chen?

Didn't he take his wife abroad to see a doctor?

Talking about connecting the phone, the old professor with a magnetic and calm voice was sobbing on the other end of the phone, crying like a child——

"Xiao Shang...is gone, gone...how can I live..."

"Professor Chen, don't worry, what's missing, please speak slowly!"

"Guizhi, Guizhi is gone! As soon as I took her back to school, she disappeared!"

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