Wang Jue took three steps at a time, carried Hei Tuanzi up the stairs and went back to the room quickly, and locked the door behind him.
"Let me see if there is any injury." He was so gentle that he could no longer put Wen Ai on the bed, carefully brushing away the greasy locks of hair, his lips were tightly pressed into a line, his expression was unprecedentedly serious, he He restrained himself hard, his hands still trembling slightly. It wasn't until he confirmed that every inch of skin under the hair was still pink and intact, without bruises or wounds, that his high-slung heart fell to the ground lightly.
Wen Ai cooperated very well throughout the whole process, obediently allowing Wang Jue to check, lying on the floor, showing her belly, but she was always looking at Wang Jue with trembling eyes, and she was pitiful.
Wang Jue was panting heavily, violent emotions intertwined in his chest, anger, self-blame, guilt, doubt, fear, violence, these emotions continued to inflate like balloons, making him feel stuffy and stuffy, and quickly wrapped the outside body The precarious layer of sanity was broken.
He gritted his back molars, and tried his best to speak calmly, not wanting to scare the little milk cat under his palm: "Baby, can you change back?"
The little milk cat shook its head and patted him lightly, leaving two clear black paw prints on the back of his hand. As if he didn't expect that he was so dirty, Wen Ai raised his paw in surprise and looked at it. He was sure that the two black plum blossoms were written by himself, so he stuck out his tongue to lick it off for Wang Jue. He jumped back three feet high, flipped half a circle in mid-air, landed on the bed and fell headlong, and reacted as if he had licked shit.
Wang Jueben was still in deep doubt and anger, but he was teased by this cute baby and smiled, most of the gloom on his face dissipated. Seeing Wen Ai sniffing his body, she felt disgusted like something, so she took him to the bathroom, and the water flowing to the floor drain took quite a while before it turned clean. Wen Ai was already pocket-sized, and after taking a shower, the fluffy fluff of his bluff was all attached to his body, making him look like a thin mouse.
Wen Ai was most displeased with her bald appearance, so Meow Meow kept urging Wang Jue to dry him up, Wang Jue carried the wet kitten out with a towel, and turned on the soft warm wind to blow his hair, all in one fell swoop Take care of every move.
When it was almost half dry, Wen Ai's fluffy and cute image was completely restored. The hair dryer swept over it, and waves of snow were blown backwards on the snow-white belly, stroking Wang Jue's hand softly. The warm wind was smoky, Wen Ai squinted his eyes halfway, and there was a pleasant murmuring sound in his throat.
In the warm atmosphere, Wang Jue's mood gradually calmed down, and finally he dared to ask Wen Ai what happened, Wen Ai couldn't speak, and used his four short legs to make gestures and gestures, panting and jumping, Wang Jue still looked confused.
"Well, you type it yourself." Wang Jue put the phone in front of Wen Ai, and the round cat's paws stumbled and typed for a long time, to the effect that he met a person last night and heard the story of that person, As soon as he was moved, he gave away his own monster power, turned into his original form, slept in the open all night, and was kicked out by the female cat in the yard just after waking up in the morning... It took a while to recover.
The last trace of anger in Wang Jue's heart disappeared, and he couldn't laugh or cry: "I thought someone beat you back to your original shape... No, why didn't you talk to me about such a big matter? You said you can help Just help, at least save some monster power for yourself, so that you can protect yourself at critical times, if I didn't have me just now, wouldn't you be bullied by the female cat in the courtyard?"
Wen Ai stood up with two hind feet as support, hugged Wang Jue's wrist, rubbed her furry head fawningly, and occasionally swept heavily with her drooping little ears.
Wang Jue's wrist is decorated with the softest and velvet balls in the world, and he can feel the warm belly with his fingers, and his heart collapses. He is not willing to be harsh, and sighs: "Just you put me on the ground." You are so tight, baby, I was really scared just now, please don’t do this in the future? You sacrifice yourself for others, but you can’t sacrifice me too. Think about how painful it would be for me if something happened to you... "
The original plan was disrupted by an accident, and there was no one in the room. Wang Jue didn't want to cause unnecessary suspicion and trouble, so he checked out after lunch and went on the road. Wen Ai lay on the shelf in the back compartment, looking at the ancient town of Qiuluan It shrinks and shrinks until the corner is completely invisible, and then it flexibly jumps onto the co-pilot.
Wang Jue rubbed his head: "I will bring you here next time. I will definitely go shopping. There is still a beautiful scenery waiting for us."
Wen Ai swung his tail, meowed twice to the car stereo, Wang Jue said "Design!", and turned the button, and the rock music exploded in the car in an instant! Wen Ai pricked up his ears and blew his hair, and bounced off Wang Jue's leg like a bullet, and scratched at his belly for a while, but the claws were not too tender, so he didn't pierce the skin at all.
Wang Jue grinned, and shook his head following the exciting rhythm: "Baby, hurry up, move yourself!"
"..." Wen Ai almost wanted to bow his head and let him bite him off!
Wang Jue first went to the pet store to buy some necessities for Wen Ai, then got on the expressway and continued to drive west.
Wen Ai hadn't been a cat for a long time, and after two days of getting used to it, she gradually regained the feeling of being a cat, and became more comfortable. When visiting scenic spots, he squats proudly on Wang Jue's shoulders, condescendingly enjoying the wide field of vision, and his proud and clever appearance attracts many tourists to stop and watch, and they all take out their mobile phones to take pictures.
After lingering in Lingjing Lake for five days, the two repacked and set out on the road again, passing a large service station. Many passing vehicles stopped to replenish supplies, and Wang Jue also got out of the car. It was just before six o'clock in the morning, and Wen Ai was curled up in a bamboo basket with a wormwood pillow, sleeping soundly. Wang Jue worriedly put the valuables on the cart, and carried the bamboo basket into the supermarket.
Don't look at Wen Ai's being so small, her food intake is bigger than when she was in human form. Every time she eats, she becomes chubby. Seeing that she has gained a little weight, she is becoming more and more naive. Wang Jue took all Wen Ai's favorite snacks that he could find. The supermarket should have just been ransacked by a large tourist group, and many things were sold out. Wang Jue went around to find the puffed food shelf, and was going to get some potato chips Just leave, who knows that the shelves are empty, and the tourist group is like a swarm of locusts, sweeping away all the good things.
As Wang Jue approached, a middle-aged man was standing in front of the shelf, holding a pack of the only remaining mustard flavor in his hand. The man was wearing an old-fashioned striped shirt, with mud spots all over the trousers, a pair of green rubber shoes, and the standard migrant worker's attire. He turned over and over to look at the pictures and words on the packaging bag, and shook the potato chips inside to make a rattling sound. When he found someone not far away, he immediately straightened up, embarrassed by his behavior just now, and tried his best to cover it up.
Wang Jue smiled at him friendly: "Last bag, good luck!" After speaking, he turned around, walked a few steps, and heard the sound of potato chips approaching from behind.
"Little brother." The man said, "Can you help me see if the expiration date has passed?"
Wang Jue read it for him, and it was not expired. The man took the potato chips back and said gratefully: "Thank you! I just looked for a long time and didn't find out where to look. It's the first time I bought..."
Wang Jue said: "It's the first time you eat mustard flavor, maybe this is the last time you buy it."
"It's not me, it's for my youngest daughter. She was clamoring to eat this last time, but I didn't buy it for her." The man looked at the packaging bag carefully again, "Why is it the last time? Doesn't the mustard taste good?"
Just as Wang Jue was about to speak, a sharp boy's voice pierced in: "Ah! Kitty!"