I hold the plug-in, arrogant! [Quick Transmigration]

"Meow~"

What's going on, why doesn't this guy come to hug him?

Luo Qing stretched out the little jiojio that was stained with dust and patted the man's leg dissatisfied, "What are you doing in a daze, hurry up, pick up this young master, and take me home!" '

Fan Yuan listened to the little dirty cat's weak cry, then looked at the plum blossom print on his white pants, and fell silent.

???

Luo Qing tilted the cat's head, and the mandarin duck's eyes were full of confusion.

It's not scientific.

'Host, um, didn't you read this introduction carefully? ' Tuanzi spoke in a low voice, embarrassingly.

Luo Qing's ears trembled, 'What introduction? '

'Then what, Fan Yuan is allergic to cat fur. Tuanzi covered his face and ran away, running fast, afraid of being caught and cleaned up, this is not his fault, it has nothing to do with him.

Luo Qing: "..."

What the hell, cat hair allergies?

At once...

Just as I was thinking about it, I felt that my vision had changed, and I was being hugged.

???

The beautiful cat pupil looked over suspiciously: "Meow~"

Are you allergic to cat fur?Why are you still hugging me?

Fan Yuan didn't know whether he understood or not, so he tapped the tip of the little dirty cat's pink and tender nose, chuckled, and his voice was deep and deep, like a cello: "It's fate to meet you, since you want to get back with me home, then take you home."

He didn't know why, but he didn't want to leave so directly.

He knew that he was allergic to cat fur, but when he met those clear and sparkling eyes, he just couldn't help himself, and even more so, he couldn't bear it, and his heart seemed to keep clamoring, "Hurry up, hug him and hug him."

"Meow~" Luo Qing immediately rubbed his hand cheerfully, and called out stickily.

Come home, I don't want to be a stray cat.

With a flick of the tail, it curled around the man's wrist, tightly entangled, as if afraid of being thrown out in the next second.

Fan Yuan has been deliberately ignoring the touch in his hand, fearing that it will cause an allergic reaction in his body, but when the soft tail was attached to his wrist, he inexplicably felt a different reaction in his body.

Not like an allergy but it is.

Not daring to stay, he stuffed the cat into his clothes and walked quickly towards the community.

Once at home, Luo Qing was thrown on the sofa before he had time to look at it. Then, a gust of wind blew by, and the huge living room was deserted.

"..."

Was he disliked?

Squatting on the sofa, he thought seriously for two seconds, no, his paws were so itchy, he was so angry, he subconsciously scratched the things under his body, and at the same time called out the system: "Find me the position of Gu Ling." '

Refining inner alchemy takes time, and it also needs a safe place. The most suitable place is to choose deep mountains and old forests with spiritual energy.

But now is the age of the Dharma, the aura is very little, and there are only a few who can still have a little aura.

He should have passed overnight. If he didn't jump out tomorrow, the other party would definitely not show up again.

'Host host, he is in Kunlun Mountains. 'The system said immediately.

Luo Qing narrowed his eyes, Kunlun Mountain, the first fairy mountain in ancient times, is also one of the best preserved fairy mountains that has been handed down to this day.

It's a coincidence that Fan Yuan's new drama was filmed in Kunlun Mountains.

He will go with Fan Yuan when the time comes, counting the time, the other party hasn't finished refining so quickly, he doesn't need to take back the inner alchemy, but he can't think about making others cheaper.

By the way, where are the Fan Yuan people?

Luo Maomao turned the cat's head and moved its ears, as if it heard something, it jumped off the sofa and ran towards the stairs quickly.

Stopping in front of an open door, the cat's head poked out quietly.

There was no one, and there was the sound of drizzling water.

After thinking about it, he swaggered in with graceful steps, and saw a figure projected from some transparent glass not far away. Luo Maomao staggered and almost fell down.

"Meow~"

Rogue!

Taking a bath without pulling the curtain, taking advantage of the cat!

Fan Yuan, who was trying to ignore the cat's feelings, was startled by a cat's meowing and his hands trembled. Looking outside, there was a little dirty cat squatting on the floor. He closed his eyes, as if he saw something dirty.

"..."

The corner of Fan Yuan's mouth twitched, this little guy, why is there so much drama.

Then he was surprised again, he didn't notice the appearance of this little guy, if it wasn't for its barking, he wouldn't have known about it at all.

But he didn't feel any aura and evil spirit in him, this should be just an ordinary stray cat.

Could it be that his alertness has decreased?

I have been busy with work during this time, and there are no tasks that require his help, so I am a little too relaxed.

Turn off the shower, open the door and step out.

Luo Qing heard that there was no sound, so he quietly moved his claws away, and bumped into a naked body at close range.

!!!

"Meow!"

Play hooligans! !

Hearing the shrill cry, Fan Yuan's ears almost went numb, and seeing his fur puffed up, as if he saw something terrible, he pinched the back of his neck and picked him up maliciously.

! !

Luo Maomao instinctively curled up into a ball, with its tail tightly pressed against its belly, screaming fiercely.

"Meow meow meow~ meow!"

Let it go, the eye of a needle will grow! ! !

Fan Yuan saw that he was screaming miserably, but his voice was loud, and he smiled helplessly: "You little guy, you are full of energy, you seem to be in good physical condition, just in time, let me wash you up."

wash?

Luo Qing was carried into the bathroom, and before she could react, she was put in the bathtub.

Fan Yuan immediately turned on the water and let some water in.

The last thing a cat likes is a bath.

Luo Qing, who became a cat, also perfectly inherited this advantage, and instantly exploded, the whole cat jumped up, and water splashed out one after another, all contributed to Fan Yuan.

Fan Yuan wiped his face, squatted down, and pressed the back of Luo Mao Mao Fate's neck, successfully subduing the little dirty cat that was still churning in the water.

"He's in good spirits too, it looks like he needs to be taught well." Fan Yuan said with a smile, but his hands moved very quickly to apply body lotion on his body.

Luo Maomao was furious. As a shit-shoveling officer, this guy didn't dote on Maomao, but even taught him. It's against the sky. Just wait and see how he can teach him why flowers are so popular!

While Fan Yuan let go of his hand to rub his hair, Luo Qing swooped and bumped into his face, and then quickly rubbed against him, which was bound to make him eat a mouthful of bubbles.

Fan Yuan was stunned by Luo Maomao's sudden attack, and he took a second to reach out and hug the cat off his face, with the white foam on his face, he wanted to hit the cat.

But looking at Luo Mao Mao who was glaring at him angrily, after he looked away, he groaned at him again, as if he was accusing Luo Mao Mao, well, he was a little bit reluctant.

He rubbed his head helplessly, "Be honest with me, you know? Otherwise, I'll throw you out."

"Meow!"

What, you still want to throw me out?

This home can't stay anymore.

Luo Qing raised his front paw angrily and yelled at him, struggling hard, trying to get off his hand, he wanted to leave here, he was so mad at him.

Floating in mid-air, watching the cat boy's series of reactions, he silently turned on the system's shooting function, and started shooting happily.

The host who is affected by cat nature is really laughing to death.

Record it and record it, you can laugh at the host later, hehe...

Fan Yuan looked at the few red marks on his hands, but he didn't feel angry, he just felt a little headache, this little guy is not only noisy, but also wild.

Grabbing its fluffy little jiojio, he pretended to be fierce and said: "Remember, I am your master, you can't do anything to your master, you know?"

"Meow!"

Know a ball.

Lift the other paw and scratch it.

On Fan Yuan's other hand, he also managed to leave a few red marks, which were very symmetrical.

"..."

Luo Maomao looked very satisfied, raised his chin high, and shouted proudly at him: "Meow~"

I am the master!

Fan Yuan: "..."

You are really a little ancestor.

Resignedly squeezed the claws in his hands, resigned to his fate and continued to wash the foam off his body.

Luo Qing was pressed very comfortably, his throat rolled, the whole cat was stretched into a long strip in the water, its tail flicked, and it was splashed again by the excrement shovel officer who worked hard to help him bathe.

Fan Yuan felt that he must be dazed.

Otherwise, how could he serve a cat so patiently, especially if he is allergic to cat fur.

But his hands are very honest, and he dare not use too much force, for fear of hurting him.

After washing it clean, Fan Yuan turned Luo Maomao over and was about to wash his belly, when he remembered something: "Little guy, are you male or female, let me see."

Luo Qing who was snoring comfortably pricked up her ears.

what did he say?

have a look?

"Meow!" With a loud scream, he jumped up and jumped out, the rascal, he even teased the cat!

Fan Yuan looked at the cat that was several steps away from him, raised his sword eyebrows, this reaction was too big, did he understand what he said?

This little guy is very clever, and he seems to have a very high mind. He doesn't look like an ordinary cat at all, but...

He released his spiritual power to investigate again, but he still didn't feel any difference.

This is indeed an ordinary cat.

strangeness.

Luo Qing didn't know his identity was suspected again, stretched out jiojio to rub his stomach, and then raised his paw to pat the water: "Meow, meow, meow."

Hurry up and hug me out and blow your hair.

Inexplicably, Fan Yuan understood the meaning from the eyes of those mandarin ducks: "..."

"You really don't see the outside world at all."

With a chuckle, he let go of the shallow water in the bathtub, took the shower and rinsed him again before hugging him.

With a hand on his body, the wet hair that was sticking to his body instantly became fluffy and dry.

Luo Maomao, whose appearance had declined a little due to being wet, immediately exploded in beauty.

The snow-white Persian cat lazily raised its eyes and looked at his excrement shoveler arrogantly. Then, it jumped up, landed lightly on the ground, flicked its tail, and walked away with graceful steps.

It has a sense of sight that can be thrown away after use.

Fan Yuan was overjoyed, this little guy is really.

Shaking his head, he was about to get up and follow, only to find that there was foam all over his body, and he reluctantly turned on the shower to wash himself.

Maybe it's because he temporarily forgot about the allergy to cat hair, and he hasn't thought about it until now, so naturally he didn't realize that he didn't feel any discomfort this time.

Even before, there was no abnormality in him, it was just that he subconsciously remembered this matter.

As soon as Luo Maomao came out, she saw the computer on the table, and ran over happily. One jiojio was stepping on the keyboard, and the other jiojio was pushing up, but I don’t know if it was not strong enough, or something else. Not open.

pissed.

Beard up and down, this computer actually bullied him, it's not fun.

The paw scratched under his body angrily, Mao Mao was angry.

When Fan Yuan came out wiping his hair with a bath towel, his face was covered with feathers.

"..."

"Where did you get the bird feathers?" Does he have any birds at home?

As soon as the hair on his face fell off, he saw a white-haired dumpling angrily clutching the pillow on his little sofa.

And that feather flew out of the very miserable pillow that was caught.

"..."

When Luo Maomao saw the excrement shovel coming out, she tilted her head, and when she saw him, she stared at herself, motionless, and looked along.

A scarred pillow appeared in sight, and the beautiful cat pupils instantly widened.

This is what he did?

In the next second, he resolutely hid behind his back, and then sat on the sofa very well, with two little jiojios in front of him, and yelled sweetly at the shit-shoveling officer bound to him: "Meow~"

The cat didn't do anything, and the cat didn't know.

The corner of Fan Yuan's mouth twitched, and he said to the obedient cat: "There are two or three pillows as big as you, and your small body can't hide them."

Luo Qing tilted her head, and blinked her shiny mandarin duck eyes: "Meow~"

What are you talking about, cats don't understand.

Fan Yuan: "..."

"Meow~" Luo Qing yelled again, and the ending sound was long and affectionate.

Excuse me, can an extremely beautiful Persian cat act like a baby at you, can you bear it?

Of course it can't.

Throwing down the towel, walked over, picked up the obedient Luo Maomao, and squeezed his paw: "You little guy, you are really wild, don't scratch it next time, you know?"

"Meow~" Luo Qing took the initiative to rub against him, and made a sticky meow.

Fan Yuan didn't understand either, and unilaterally decided that he agreed: "Good boy, let's go, I'll get you something to eat."

When Luo Qing heard this, he regained his energy. He was indeed a little hungry.

He nodded quickly, and patted him with his paw, signaling to hurry up.

There was a flash of meaning in Fan Yuan's eyes, he was really too agile.

Thinking whether to check it again, he was attracted by the sofa in the living room.

Walking over quickly, who told him why his sofa had several holes?

Thinking of something, he swished and looked at the cat in his arms.

When Luo Qing saw the sofa, he felt a little bit guilty. He probably didn't do it, right?

Seeing the excrement shovel look over, he reflexively stretched out his paws to cover his face.

It's full, it has nothing to do with cats, it wasn't made by cats, cats really don't know anything.

Fan Yuan: "..."

The author has something to say:

Fan Yuan: Can you hit cats?

Luo Qing: Are you sure?

Fan Yuan flattered in seconds: How come, I'll just talk about it, Qingqing brings you this pillow, keep scratching it.

Tuanzi: ... dog legs!