Wang Jue used his old clothes to make a nest for Wen Tuantuan, and put it next to the pillow. Qi Bo laughed at him for being stingy. He was reluctant to buy a comfortable nest for pets after earning so much money as a painter. Wang Jue was too lazy to explain to him , put the baby, which is so small that it is only a small ball, on the old clothes, watch it sniff around with its cute little nose, and finally hug the dried wormwood, surrounded by its own smell, and fall asleep, in my heart Not to mention how happy I was.
Wen Tuantuan settled down, Wang Jue took a clean T-shirt to take a bath, and turned back after walking a few steps. While the milk cat was fast asleep, he quietly stroked it twice, and finally went to the bathroom contentedly, humming while washing Song, the mood is not generally good.
After coming out of the shower, Wang Jue made a cup of coffee with wet hair, sat down in front of the computer and began to look up information. Keeping pets is not a trivial matter, especially when facing a cute and cute milk cat like Xiao Keai, Wang Jue didn’t want to have the slightest careless. After reading through more than a dozen experience posts carefully, and buying a lot of cat supplies on Taobao, when Wang Jue stretched and stood up, Qi Bo just went to bed and got ready for bed.
Well, don't look at the time anymore, it's definitely ten o'clock, and Qi Bo's routine is so regular that the whistle of the troops is accurate.
The dormitory is a four-person room, with beds and desks. Since it is the first semester of senior year, the other two roommates have moved out. When Qi Bo went to bed, he turned off the light on his side, and Wang Jue's half of the room also became dark.
Wang Jue climbed up the bed ladder lightly, opened the mosquito net and saw that the milk cat Tuanzi somehow rolled out of the nest, and now he was sleeping soundly curled up under his pillow, if it wasn't for the fluffy tail sticking out , Wang Jue really might not be able to find it, from a distance it looks like a chubby pillow with a small tail.
Wang Jue unconsciously brought a smile on his face, thinking that this little thing likes to get under the pillow so much, probably because it feels a sense of security. After all, it is still a kitten, no matter how spiritual it is, it is also fragile and needs to be carefully cared for.
Thinking of this, Wang Jue took it out, carried it back to the desk with his old clothes, placed it on his lap, took out the digital tablet and started to compose the picture, held the pen in his right hand, and stroked the cat with his left hand, feeling it with the palm of his hand. Its soft lanugo was like taking drugs, and it couldn't stop at all, while Wen Tuantuan was caressed by thick and warm palms, and entered a deeper dream.
Wang Jue was full of spiritual thoughts tonight, and quickly finished the commercial draft he received yesterday, and sent it over there. He looked down and saw that Wen Tuantuan's mouth was slightly open, and his sleeping pink tongue fell out. He immediately took the phone, I took 30 consecutive shots at different angles, and picked the cutest one to set as the desktop.
Holding the mobile phone and looking at it for a long time, Wang Jue picked up the pen again and drew four pictures in a row. When he finally put down his pen, it was already more than two o'clock in the middle of the night, and Qi Bo got up twice at night.
Wang Jue posted the results of the night on Weibo, went to bed with Wen Tuantuan who was sleeping soundly, put it next to the pillow, and fell asleep smelling the unique milk fragrance of the baby.
There are not many classes in the senior year. Apart from receiving manuscripts online, Wang Jue also works as a part-time tutor outside, teaching experience to art students in the first and second grades. Qi Bo was not in the dormitory all day long, and he either went to the botanical garden to wash his lungs, or he had acupuncture and massage in the Chinese medicine hall. Wang Jue is worried that the little milk cat will stay alone in the dormitory, but he can’t take it to class. Every time before going out, he puts it in the middle of the bed and surrounds it tightly with several pillows to prevent it from crawling Climbed and fell out of bed.
"Good baby." Wang Jue rubbed the baby's little ears with his fingers, "Just play here, look at so many wormwood, let's not forget to go to the side, it will hurt if you fall."
Wen Tuantuan was carefully fed by Wang Jue for a while, and his intelligence was opened up a lot. Now he can understand his words, so he rubbed his hand with his small head obediently, and meowed meowingly.
Wang Jue quickly closed his eyes and turned his head, got out of bed and took his bag and left. If he took another look, he would not be able to leave.
When he arrived at the class place, Wang Jue set up his drawing board. When he was looking for a carbon pen in his bag, he suddenly found a long black object, which was bigger than four Northeast rice put together. It was crushed by hand, and it smelled bad. Children spread out.
Rat droppings, and from the looks of it, the rat is not that small.
Wang Jue was startled, his little Ke Ai was only half the size of a palm, with a naive and soft temper, if he met an adult rat, it would be a bad luck.
"Sorry, today's class will be made up next time!"
Wang Jue urged the taxi driver to go through several red lights, got out of the car and ran all the way to his death. He was in good health and didn't feel tired, but his breathing became more and more disordered, and his heart was uneasy.
"Baby!"
Wang Jue kicked the door open, but was shocked when he saw the situation in the dormitory.