Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum Chapter 990: The ninety-ninth bowl of soup (3)
The ninety-ninth bowl of soup (3)
After Si Liangyi came out of the bathroom, he saw the little milk cat squatting on the mat at the door, licking his paws and washing his face, so he looked a bit like a cat. Seeing him come out, she stood up, swaggered into the bathroom, and then pushed the door closed with her small body. Si Liangyi, who was locked outside, looked stunned. He stood at the door for about a few minutes when he heard the sound of the toilet flushing, followed by meowing.
This means... let him in? To be on the safe side, Si Liangyi still knocked on the door, and when there was a meow, he pushed the door in, and saw the kitten crouching on the sink, with two **** paws, raising it up to bark at him , the meaning is very obvious.
Si Liang understood easily, brought a new towel over to wipe the water on her paws, and then carried her out.
I don't know when it will officially start. Si Liangyi has a lot of personal time. He is used to not going out and not interacting with people. He is used to such lonely and lonely days. one time.
I had toast bacon and fried eggs for breakfast. Si Liang Yi's fried eggs were beautiful and delicious. Unfortunately, Qing Huan was full after eating only one. Si Liang Yi made asparagus and bacon rolls. The outer skin is slightly fried and browned, which is very delicious - Qing Huan likes people who can cook, especially those who are good-looking and know how to cook and enjoy.
After eating breakfast, her belly immediately became round and round. Si Liangyi packed up the tableware and sat on the sofa. She ran to his lap. He knew how to reach out and gently massage her small belly. It's very cute, but her shape is still small, just a milk cat, not fat.
Si Liangyi was troubled while rubbing her belly: "...Is it really good for cats to eat human food?" He also had a tablet on his lap, which still contained warnings for novice cat slaves, with bright red characters on it. Tell him again and again: Don't give cats human food! Please do not!
Qing Huan glanced lazily, stretched out her paw to pat, and the interface was photographed. Si Liangyi looked down at her, and called up the typing page: "...what do you want to say, you can use this to tell me." After speaking, he felt a little crazy, and then laughed again. For some reason, he always felt that Huanhuan could Understand what he said, they can communicate.
Qing Huan blinked her blue eyes, her pink flesh pad stepped on the letter keys, and said: I don't like typing.
Sure enough! Si Liangyi was a little surprised, but also a little understanding. He touched the belly of the milk cat and asked her, "Can you really eat human food?"
"Meow."
"After that, do I still need to buy cat food or something? Canned cat treats or something?"
"Meow."
Si Liangyi almost understood it. The milk cat meows once for affirmation and meows twice for denial. After thinking about it, he thinks this is enough. Does he have to force a cat to chat with him? ? The fingers scratched on Qing Huan's belly, "Okay, I understand."
After that, he didn't read the 100 ways to raise cats. The rules for raising cats mentioned in the online book are based on ordinary cats. This one is not ordinary... Si Liangyi couldn't help but ask again. A sentence: "Are you a monster?"
"Meow."
"Fairy?"
"Meow."
"..." Apart from these two, Si Liangyi really couldn't think of any other circumstances under which the cat would become able to type. He stared at the kitten on his lap for a long time, and felt that she was really beautiful and cute, with blue eyes, pink flesh, and a small head. Anyway, he just felt that if it was her... it wouldn't matter. Maybe this is the so-called fate? Si Liangyi never had the idea of raising small animals before. Si Weian was afraid that his house would turn into a fossil and even dragged him to the pet store, but Si Liangyi had no idea at all.
This is the first time this is a very new experience.
The kitten is probably rubbed comfortably, with its belly upturned, its limbs slightly curled, and its tail dangling slowly. Her pads are a perfect pink, because they are still milk cats, so they are very soft and tender. Si Liang poked it with his fingers, it was incredibly soft, he couldn't help lowering his head, let her pads step on his face, and then He rubbed his face against her belly. The little milk cat has the same scent of shower gel as him, and the fluffy white fur flutters one by one in the sunlight outside the window, which is so cute.
Fortunately, this is a cat. If it were a girl, Si Liangyi's actions would be sexual harassment. He suddenly remembered something and asked: "Can you become a human?"
"Meow."
No...he felt a little lost and touched her paw. "In comics, people will become human."
Yes, then the cat-eared girl can still make stuffed with the owner, but unfortunately you think beauty, I will not change. Qing Huan bit Si Liangyi's wrist with her teeth. Her teeth were still very small and fragile, and gnawing and gnawing only left a hand of saliva, and she couldn't even cover it with a mark.
"But it doesn't matter, you are so cute, even if you don't become a human being, you are definitely the cutest kitten in the world." Si Liangyi said sincerely.
Qing Huan meowed in affirmation, and patted Si Liangyi's hand with her paw, which was a reward for his idea.
He was amused by a cat and felt that his dull life was full of happiness and joy. Usually, Si Liangyi usually reads books in the study room or watches movies in the audio-visual room, but today he spends most of his time on a cat, and he never tires of it.
I don't know how long it took, when the phone suddenly rang, Si Liangyi glanced at the caller ID and didn't answer. This number persevered several times, but was ignored by him in the end. Qing Huan glanced curiously, and he grabbed her fleshy body and brought her back. Finally, the call stopped.
A few minutes later, the phone rang again. This time, it was Si Weian who called. Si Liangyi's relationship with this brother was okay, so he didn't turn a blind eye. "Hello."
I don't know what was said on the other end of the phone, Si Liangyi's eyes became cold and thin, Qing Huan grabbed his shirt from his lap and climbed up, extremely flexible and climbed on his head, lying on the top side Listen to the phone with your ears open.
Si Weian said: "...Are you coming back for dinner tonight? The old man's birthday."
Si Liangyi said: "Oh."
"Are you going back or not?"
"Look at it."
"..." Si Weian almost scolded him. "If you don't come back, the old man is very likely to come to find you in person."
Si Liangyi smiled lightly: "Does he dare?"
Si Wei'an: "...Brother, I ask you, brother, I work hard every day as a cow and a horse, just want to hold the family property in my hands, and when the old man dies, I can share a little more between our brothers. You If we don’t come back and fight with him like this all the time, what belongs to us will be snatched away by that woman and the little **** sooner or later.”
Qing Huan stretched out her claws and grabbed the phone, almost falling, but Si Liangyi responded very quickly to support her, and made her stay on his head more steadily. The look must be a little funny, but he doesn't care: "I see, I'll go back tonight."
Si Weian was satisfied: "Okay, eh, you have a cat, right?"
"Hmm."
"I'll bring you some toys in the evening. I took the dumplings to take a bath that day. I bought a lot of them without looking at them, but I found out that there were a lot of cat toys mixed in."
The kitten is not heavy, but Si Liangyi took her down carefully, "...Bring it and ask her if she likes it at night."
Si Weian is stunned, what's the matter, he still takes the cat to the old man's place for dinner? !
But he didn't have the chance to ask any more, because Si Liangyi had already hung up the phone. Si Liangyi, who hung up the phone, touched the kitten's tender claws, as if talking to himself, as if asking her, "Will those toys like it... Probably not, because you are not an ordinary child. Cat..."
Qing Huan used her paws to hold down his restless hand. She touched her pink meat pad all day long. Sooner or later, she was touched with calluses. She knew that her little meat pad was very delicate. How could anyone do that? Touch the cat.
About the afternoon, Si Liangyi changed out of his home clothes, put on a pullover sweater and jeans, and stepped on a pair of sneakers. His hair was dyed maroon, and he was very fashionable when he scratched it casually. When he wore sunglasses and a mask, he basically couldn't see his face, but his personal temperament was too prominent.
Qing Huan was also dressed by him, a small pink lace skirt, but no shoes on her feet. After all, Si Liangyi needs to squeeze her meat pads to decompress at any time. It's not uncomfortable to wear cat-specific clothes, at least it makes Qing Huan feel that she is not running naked. She sat on his shoulder. This was not an ordinary cat, but an elf, so the cat bag and the cat cage that Si Liangyi bought were of no use.
A man with outstanding temperament sits on his shoulders with a pink and beautiful little milk cat. This combination is very eye-catching. People are staring at this neighborhood, but Si Liangyi doesn't care, he deliberately left Be more secure, lest the kitten fall off his shoulder, which is no joke.
Si Liangyi is a very mysterious actor. He has neither a brokerage company nor an agent. The film appointments are all screened by Si Wei'an's secretary. He does not have his own social account on the Internet, and he never gets along with Fan interaction.
He probably doesn't even know how many fans he has, nor does he care about his popularity. There is no hype, and there is no relationship with people. The origin is a mystery, but also because of this, it is even more charming. Most of Si Liangyi's fans have mixed feelings of sadness and joy. The happy thing is that his boss hangs other people in the international super line. There are countless works that he can do. The sad thing is that he has not seen anyone for years and months, and there is no news. This person is doing this at this moment. What, they know nothing.
But that's it, I still like it.