In the spacious and bright room, Song Liu had medicine on his left and onions on his right. He took a breath, stretched out his hand, and lit some onions.
Almost immediately, that tormenting itch rose from his body again. He gritted his teeth and resisted the hand that was going to take the medicine, and touched the boy who was lying on the ground playing with a sterilized toy ball.
After being clicked, the boy turned around in doubt, looked at the man whose red spots had completely faded, smiled at him, and called him softly, "Meow~"
However, Song Liu didn't have the heart to see how cute and cured the boy's smile was. He repeatedly looked at his normal-skinned hands in surprise, his eyes filled with ecstasy.
Really gone, those red spots, those pains, really gone.
What's going on here
The boy limply lay on the ground, holding the little ball with a curious expression on his face. Seeing that the man just looked at his hands in a daze, he ran over and put the little ball in the man's hand.
Come on, play with me.
Looking at the stupid four-clawed creature in front of him, Song Liu didn't know what to say.
From birth to now, a disease that has been diagnosed and treated by countless famous doctors and hospitals but can't be cured, is it so good
Song Liu can live cautiously, but since there is an opportunity to be freer, why doesn't he seize it.
Grabbing the unknown boy, the man's eyes were full of excitement, "You..."
By the way, what is the name of this four-clawed creature
He choked, skipped the topic, and said directly, "You will follow me from now on, do you understand?"
"Meow?"
Unable to understand what he was talking about, seeing that the man didn't play with him, the boy snatched the small ball from his hand, hugged it and lay down on the ground again.
Seeing the happy teenager lying on the floor playing with the blanket, Song Liu's eyes were somewhat satisfied.
Although the IQ of this four-clawed creature is worrying, but fortunately he is very contented, as long as he is given a stupid toy, he can play for a long time.
In the future, just take it wherever you go...
— bang bang bang! !
The sound of things falling to the ground came from the kitchen. The man withdrew his thoughts, raised his eyebrows suspiciously, and before he could take two steps, the young man in clothes that were too loose for him came out in a panic.
Should I be comforted at this time
Song Liu frowned and opened his arms to the boy, "What's wrong?"
But seeing the cat boy who was about to run in this direction suddenly braked suddenly, his feet slipped, and he ran into the bedroom in a panic.
Did he have water on his feet just now
The man stood there silently, following the water stains on the ground, he went all the way to the kitchen.
In the kitchen, the well-placed pot was thrown to the ground, the faucet was turned on, and water was still pouring, there were chopsticks all over the ground, and even a black paw print on the wall.
Song Liu stood stiffly, watching this scene, his face slowly darkened.
Can't be angry, can't be angry.
Although the four-clawed creature has a human face, it is still a pet after all, so just teach it slowly.
With a gloomy face, he cleaned up little by little, because of his obsessive-compulsive disorder and cleanliness, he also cleaned up the other things inside. The whole kitchen was cleaned up five times in total. By the time it was as clean as new, almost an hour had passed.
After carefully wiping the last plate and making sure that it was too white to reflect light, Song Liu put it away in satisfaction, turned around, and closed the glass door of the kitchen.
It doesn't matter, as long as the allergies can be cured, just bear with it.
The mentally prepared man breathed out a breath, forced a smile, and planned to adopt a soft policy. After stepping into the bedroom, the expression on his face changed.
The bed was a mess, there were pieces of toilet paper all over the floor, and there were even a few black paw prints on the table.
Song Liu can swear that his house is absolutely clean, so where did these black things come from!
The most important thing was that there was no boy in the bedroom. He clearly saw the four-clawed creature running in with his own eyes.
After searching around, Song Liu frowned and bent down suddenly.
Under the bed, the young man was lying on his stomach quietly. After meeting his eyes, he calmly moved his position a little bit, and turned to face him with his butt.
Song Liu: "Come out."
"Meow!" I don't!
"come out!"
"Meow!" No!
After some disputes, Song Liu had to admit that he couldn't get the person out at all, and this four-clawed creature didn't know what was going on, and its strength was astonishing, no matter how hard it pulled, it couldn't shake him a little .
Looking at the messy room, Song Liu turned around and went out with a cold face, as if all the mental construction he had done for himself had been fed to the dog.
handwashing!
After tossing around for so long, he is also a little hungry. Because of allergies, Song Liu refuses outsiders to enter and leave his home, and he is unwilling to eat takeaway from outside. Since he moved out of the house, he cooks by himself. Although the taste is average, but Anyway, I can enter.
After the meal is ready, wipe the table carefully first, and then put the dishes on it one by one. The dishes, chopsticks, and dishes are arranged in a straight line.
Sitting alone on the table, as usual, he picked up chopsticks, picked up a dish, and opened his mouth seriously.
"Meow meow meow!!"
The young man with messy hair almost ran to him, and in front of the man who looked at him blankly, he bit off the food on his chopsticks, chewed voraciously, and looked at him vigilantly while eating, like It's like I'm afraid that a man will come to snatch her.
Song Liu, who was actually robbed of food: "..."
He maintained the posture of holding up his chopsticks, and his voice was slightly hoarse, "It's very rude of you to do this."
"Meow woo woo!"
After the boy babbled and babbled, he looked at the table with a greedy face. Although the two of them could not speak the language, the man understood his desire to eat together very smoothly.
He held the chopsticks slightly, shook his head and said softly, "No, you have to take a shower first, your body is too dirty now."
The boy stretched out his hand and aimed at the dish.
The hand holding the chopsticks was suddenly exerted force, Song Liu couldn't hold it any longer, with a gloomy face, he said viciously, "No!"
"Meow!" The cat, who is very good at perceiving words and expressions, immediately froze. It looked at its current owner pitifully, and meowed non-stop, and the protracted tone made it even more pitiful.
"Song Liu, come eat with us, come, you sit here, I sit here."
"Okay." The young boy sat on the chair and quietly ate the food on the plate.
"Why are your dishes different from ours? There are so few."
"Yes, why?"
Surrounded by the voices of children chattering, the boy pursed his lips, took a small bite with a spoon, and explained softly, "I will get sick if I eat other dishes."
"seriously?"
One of the children handed his small bowl to the boy very smoothly, "Take a bite of my food."
"No, you'll be sick, and your face will be ugly."
"Don't worry, we won't laugh at you."
"Eat it, I want to see it too."
"I'll feed you!"
Before he could stop it, red spots appeared on the face of the boy who was exposed to allergic vegetables. He was so itchy that he stood up with his hands, but saw the disgusted and frightened faces of the students who were still around him just now. avoid.
"What is that, it's disgusting."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu I'm so scared..."
In the end, the riot ended with the teacher coming, but since then, no one wants to have dinner with Song Liu anymore.
Almost every time I change schools, this kind of farce has to happen. Song Liuye has long been used to it.
He gradually learned to comfort himself.
Who wants to eat with those stupid humans, they don't want to eat with him, and he is afraid that if he gets close to them, his IQ will be infected.
Now, looking at the young man looking forward to him, Song Liu, who has grown into a man, slowly put down the chopsticks in his hand, stood up with a cold face, grabbed the back of the young man's neck, and gently pushed him forward .
"Wash your hands after eating, you know?"
Five minutes later, Song Liu served a bowl of rice with a dark face. Seeing the young man sitting obediently on the seat with an aggrieved face, he reprimanded him coldly, "Next time you wash your hands and make such a fuss, you won't be allowed to eat!"
"Meow~" An aggrieved response.
Seeing him obediently sitting obediently despite being greedy, the man's heart warmed slightly, and his eyes softened a little, but he put the food in front of the young man with a grumpy face.
"Okay, eat quickly."
"Meow~"
The cat boy got the signal to serve dinner, bowed his head happily, and stuck his whole face in the bowl.
Song Liu picked up his chopsticks again and prepared to eat: "..."
The boy raised his head while chewing, and smiled happily at the man with rice on his face, and said in a coquettish voice, "Meow~"
The delicate and sweet voice entered the ear canal, Song Liu had no choice but to put down his chopsticks, and reached out to touch the boy's face, but hesitated at the last moment.
Seeing his hand awkwardly stopped in mid-air, the cat boy with a face full of rice consciously moved his face towards him, and while he was eating, he obediently looked at him with his beautiful big eyes.
Song Liu was stunned for a moment, and after realizing it, he couldn't help but chuckled, and followed the cat boy's wishes, and gently helped him pick off the rice.
"How can you be so stupid?"
I don't know what he's talking about, but the young man enjoys rubbing the palm of the man's hand, coquettishly, "Meow meow~"
"I'll feed you, watch it, I'll only teach you once."
"Meow~"
Looking at the pretty young man obediently putting his hands on the table and waiting for the food with his mouth wide open, Song Liu's eyes were in a trance for a moment, and a terrible idea came to his mind.
I really want to be like this for the rest of my life.
Then he came to his senses again, shaking his head mockingly, how could it be possible.
[Ding! Song Liu's favor: 60, the host is doing well!]
[Meow~]