I'm pregnant after rescuing the cat

Downstairs, Da Mao and San Mao began to babble to find a sense of existence.

Shen Wuqiu looked at San Mao, but naturally took Da Mao from Su Yunzhi's hand, and pretended to inadvertently asked in a low voice when no one was paying attention: "What about her? Do you want to eat?"

Su Yunzhi knew the awkwardness of the young couple, smiled, and replied in a low voice: "I asked her to come down with Si Mao, and she complied."

Shen Wuqiu nodded his chin coldly, "I like to eat or not."

Su Yunzhi smiled and said nothing, saw Zhou Xingxing waving at her, walked towards her with Sanmao in his arms.

"Auntie, give me a hug for Sanmao."

"You're not used to it. It's not easy for you to eat while holding a baby. You should eat well first." Su Yunzhi hugged Sanmao and gave her a look.

Zhou Xingxing held San Mao's little hand tightly, and said to Shen Wuqiu: "Anyway, I know now, let San Mao transform too."

Shen Wuqiu was arranging Da Mao's clothes, smoothing and wrapping the big jacket outside tightly. After a light rain a few days ago, it started to frost. The temperature in the morning was very low, only a few degrees.

Da Mao doesn't look as strong as her younger sisters, and as a mother, she can't wait to hold him in the palm of her hand, for fear that she will catch a cold.

After wrapping Da Mao tightly, she replied to Zhou Xingxing's words: "Are you so impatient?"

"Not only can't wait, I'm really scratching my heart and lungs." Zhou Xingxing pinched the red string on Sanmao's wrist, "Will Sanmao be like Ermao? I untie the red string and she will suddenly become a little tit cat?"

Shen Wuqiu did not stop: "You will know if you try it?"

Zhou Xingxing was also uncertain whether her calm tone was serious, so he hesitated for two seconds, "Then I really solved it?"

Shen Wuqiu said speechlessly: "Didn't you say that you scratched your heart and lungs?"

To be honest, if it wasn't for Zhou Xingxing's presence, she wouldn't want to put the red rope on the children at all. She was worried that the children would be suffocated. Backlash.

"I'm afraid you won't agree..." Zhou Xingxing finished speaking, took a deep breath, and then slowly pulled the red string on Sanmao's wrist.

The red rope is tied with slipknots, and if one of them is pulled, the knot will be loosened slowly.

Once the slipknot was loosened, Sanmao, who had been babbling or dancing, was quiet for a moment, and then turned into a ball of fur.

Although she had been prepared for a long time, it still caused a little visual impact on Zhou Xingxing. After staying for two seconds, she made a big fuss and said, "Fuck...is this too white? Four hairs are oranges, and two hairs are bursting." Long brown hair looks like a lion, but San Mao is such a purebred white, her mother's gene pool is too rich. So, Qiuqiu, what kind of magical motley cat is your wife?"

Unbiased, the last sentence just fell into the ears of a certain cat who came downstairs.

A certain cat whose night life was not harmonious last night happened to be sullen, Zhou Xingxing's words undoubtedly hit her in the muzzle: "What do you mean by that?"

Although Zhou Xingxing didn't feel that he was speaking ill of others behind his back, he still felt a little guilty when he was heard on the spot by the person involved, "Ahahaha, you got up... Then what, I don't mean anything else, I just think it's normal. The cats born, there should be no outrageous individual differences..."

Gu Lingyu snorted softly: "You think I'm an ordinary cat?"

"..." Zhou Xingxing was suddenly speechless.

Gu Lingyu glanced at her, "I'm not a motley cat."

Zhou Xingxing nodded again and again, endured it, but couldn't hold it back: "Are those hairs most like you?"

Gu Lingyu ignored her, walked silently to the empty seat next to Shen Wuqiu and sat down, glanced at his wife secretly, seeing that she didn't pay attention to her at all, became bored again, and turned to Ermao who was still buried in cooking. Exhale: "A worthless thing..."

Only then did Shen Wuqiu give her a look.

After being seen by his partner, a certain cat immediately became honest, his tone lowered a lot, and he explained awkwardly: "It's not about you..."

Shen Wuqiu didn't want to talk to her, but somehow felt like laughing, so he didn't have the heart to keep her cold anymore, and pretended to be expressionless and said: "Are you willing to go downstairs?"

Gu Lingyu twisted her body uncomfortably, pursed her lips, "You don't even call me..."

The two of them flirted furtively here, and Sanmao, who had turned into a ball of hair, began to feel restless. After being imprisoned by her mother for so many days, she wanted to let herself go as soon as she transformed into her original form. After moving his small body in his arms, he jumped straight down.

Little Naituan didn't know whether he was high or low, so he fell to the ground and turned somersault foolishly. He didn't let others coax him, got up and started running wildly all over the room.

"Sanmao, this little guy is running cool?"

"It's probably suffocated..."

Although the hall is spacious, there are a lot of small pieces of furniture. Sanmao, a kitten, is like a headless fly when he is having fun, and is bumped into somersaults from time to time.

Everyone looked funny and felt distressed, especially Grandpa Shen, who felt so distressed, fearing that he would hurt his good grandson, he chased the cub for several laps before finally holding the cub in his hands.

"Your second sister enjoys eating fish porridge, do you want to have some too?"

Father Shen held Sanmao in his arms, and specially placed his bowl of porridge in front of Sanmao. At first, Sanmao just sniffed it with a lack of interest, and stretched his teeth and claws at Ermao: "Meow~~"

After seeing that Er Mao ignored her, she lowered her head into the porridge bowl and licked it, and then buried her whole head in like Er Mao.

Father Shen was overjoyed: "San Mao likes it too, Qiuqiu, can you see if Da Mao and Simao eat it?"

Gu Lingyu had long hoped that these cubs could be self-reliant and stop robbing her of wives. Hearing this, she immediately patted the four hairs in her arms, "Fat girl, eat, don't sleep..."

"..." Shen Wuqiu's head was full of black lines, "Can you try to give the children some weird nicknames?"

Gu Lingyu didn't dare to reply, "Simao, wake up, eat something delicious..."

Ganfan Miao Simao slowly opened her eyes, glanced at her mother, and was about to continue sleeping, Gu Lingyu quickly and rudely untied the red string on her wrist.

It can be seen that these cubs are really suffocated. Even the lazy Simao became lively after taking the red rope, turning into a ball of hair and dangling around the room twice.

The three younger sisters all turned into cats, Zhou Xingxing urged Shen Wuqiu to quickly reveal to her the cat shape of the last cub.

Shen Wuqiu had no choice but to do as she wanted.

After collecting the cat shapes of the four cubs, Zhou Xingxing's heart melted completely. He wished he could stare at the four cubs for 24 hours, and repeatedly said with emotion: "The little milk cat is really a treasure in the world, it is so healing. Oh... woo woo, big hair is so delicate, second hair is so sassy, ​​third hair is so cute, fourth hair is so obedient... ah ah ah ah, Qiuqiu, can I be their shit-shoveling officer..."

Gu Lingyu: "You don't need to shovel shit."

Zhou Xingxing: "Aren't you papa?"

Gu Lingyu: "Fairies definitely don't poop."

"..." This mouthful of papa was too annoying, Shen Wuqiu was speechless, "Do you want to have breakfast?"

Zhou Xingxing was so excited that he almost forgot the occasion, and apologized: "I almost forgot that we were still eating." After a pause, he couldn't hold back, and looked at Shen Wuqiu, "Qiuqiu, they really don't want papa?"

"..."