Maybe because of the delicious food, the cat boy swept away the previous stubbornness and became extremely well-behaved. He was very cooperative and asked Song Liu to feed him. Instead, he narrowed his eyes slightly, yawned, slid under the table, and slowly closed his eyes.
Song Liu slowly washed the bowls and chopsticks with filtered water, and then wiped the plate little by little. Seeing the smooth and white plate placed in the distance with satisfaction, he walked out while wiping his hands.
Then I saw the cat boy who had already huddled into a ball and snored soundly.
He was lying directly on the blanket. Although the rice on his face was taken off before, some sticky rice grains still stuck to it. One can imagine how many bacteria there must be on his body now. Song Liu felt that he was The veins on his forehead twitched a few times, trying to bear it, he gritted his teeth and went into the bedroom.
Since it was decided to keep this four-clawed creature, let him sleep in the study at night. Anyway, it's not like he hasn't slept.
Thinking of this, the man spent another half an hour cleaning the master bedroom and study room, and he breathed a sigh of relief looking at the brand new sheets.
Because he always had to repeat cleaning more than three times, especially cleaning, so after he finished taking a bath, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.
During this period, the cat boy has been quietly lying on the ground, snoring softly and sleeping soundly. It is already time for Song Liu to go to bed, but looking at the boy lying on the ground, he sighed and walked away. To the side of the boy.
The cat boy was dreaming. He dreamed that he was in a lot of cans, eating a lot of delicious food, and there were cat teasers and balls everywhere in front of him. He was having so much fun, he didn't want to leave at all.
"Wake up!" The cold magnetic voice reached the cat boy's ears, and he pursed his lips, continuing to dream of his sweet dreams.
"Get up and go take a shower."
Which canned food should I eat first
No matter how Song Liu called the cat boy, he lay on the ground and continued to sleep. Only the disappearing little Hulu let him know that his words were indeed listened to by the boy.
The man had no choice but to do it himself, and hugged the boy up. It was heavy, but acceptable.
Because of the heavy weight, Song Liu's legs were trembling slightly. He tried his best not to make a sound, and directly put the boy into the bathtub filled with water.
Seeing the young man lying quietly inside, the man nodded in satisfaction, and suddenly his eyes paused, and he came to his senses.
I haven't taken off my clothes yet.
No wonder it always felt weird. Thinking of this, he conveniently tore off the boy's clothes, intending to help him wash them.
The sound of rushing water sounded in his sleep, and the cat boy suddenly opened his eyes. His beautiful and clear eyes met the man's gaze. Song Liu looked at his hand that was pulling his clothes, feeling a little embarrassed.
Although he knew that the four-clawed creature in front of him might not care, he still explained, "I'm helping you take a bath..."
"Meow meow meow!!!"
The young man who was still in a daze just now was almost screaming, his hands and feet in the water kept struggling to get out of the bathtub, but because of the slippery edge, he fell even more into it.
The warm water was around the skin, and the more irritating cat boy was terrified. Song Liu was stunned. He stood there with a little hesitation, "What's wrong with you?"
"Meow!!!"
Hearing his voice, the struggling young man felt as if he had heard a savior. Claws, no, he stretched out his hand and hugged the man's neck. His body was like climbing a rock, and his whole body crawled on top of him. He kept meowing in horror and protest.
His strength was already great, and with such a violent effort, Song Liu almost thought he was going to be strangled to death. His strong desire to survive made him support the boy in both hands, and stumbled out of the bathroom.
Then, unfortunately, fell at the door.
"Crunch!"
The man fell to the ground stiffly, with a young boy who weighed heavily on him, as if he heard the sound of his waist being twisted again.
The cat boy didn't care about this. The wet clothes on his body made him even more frightened. He almost used his hands and feet to crawl and hide under the sofa. Because of his completely different body shape from before, he was successfully stuck.
Song Liu's waist was in pain, and his neck seemed to be severely strangled. In the fuss just now, the young man scratched his face, and now even his face is stinging slightly.
He reached out and touched it, and when he took it off, he saw a dazzling bright red.
Song Liu: "..."
He has never been hanged since he was born, but it was the first time he was broken by this four-clawed creature.
He is not angry, just angry!
I gritted my teeth and was about to get up, but found that my body was a little weak, partly because the four-clawed creature was too heavy, it was simply hateful!
The man was lying on the ground gasping for breath, and when he thought of his shower being in vain, he became out of breath. When he was angry, the phone in his pocket rang.
With weak hands, she took out the phone with difficulty, and Song Nannan's sweet voice came from inside.
"Uncle, what are you doing? Is the cat okay?"
Lying on the ground, Song Liu glanced at the cat boy with a round butt outside the sofa, gritted his teeth and said, "He's fine!"
"Uncle must take good care of the cat. I asked grandma to bring the new toy for the cat. Are you home?"
Song Liu tried his best not to speak so angry, "I'm here, baby girl, your body is still..."
In the middle of speaking, he suddenly stopped, "Grandma is here??"
"That's right!" Song Nannan said happily, "Grandma also misses Mao Mao, and she even said that she would help Mao Mao take videos for me to watch."
"Uncle, what is Maomao doing now, has he eaten yet?"
"Uncle? Why don't you speak!"
Song stayed in a daze to regain his senses. Hearing the doubtful tone of his niece, he hurriedly said, "I just finished bathing him, and now he..."
Glancing at the cat boy with his upper body lying under the sofa, the man who is not good at lying said dryly, "He's basking in the sun."
"Sun? But isn't it night?"
"Well, niece, uncle has something to do here, so I won't tell you for now, I'll call you next time!"
"Okay...but uncle, cats don't like to take a bath."
With difficulty, Song Liu stood up with the help of the table, "Okay, uncle understands, goodbye, niece."
"Goodbye, uncle."
After hanging up the phone, he stood up with a limp and called his mother again.
Mother Song's elegant and dignified voice came from the other end of the phone. She was a very weak woman, and her speech was extremely weak, "Hello?"
"Mom, where are you now?"
Song Liu held the phone in one hand, and pulled the cat boy under the sofa with the other. The floor was slippery, and the man used all his strength, almost gritting his teeth, to pull him out.
The cat boy who saw the light again from the darkness was terrified, shaking his wet body, screaming angrily and fearfully, "Meow meow!!"
"I'm downstairs, and I brought you some new cat toys. Hey, is the cat meowing? I heard its voice. Didn't it cause you any trouble?"
"No, how could it be... hiss!"
Song Liu frowned tightly, and looked down at the cat boy. With the man's palm in his mouth, he glared at him fiercely, not to be outdone.
let me take a shower! I kill you!
Thinking so, the cat boy was not willing to use his full strength when dealing with the shit-shoveling officer. Xiaomi gritted his palms, and his round eyes vividly expressed the words "I'm super fierce".
Something warm touched the palm of his hand, the man gritted his teeth, trying to move his hand away little by little while dealing with his mother.
The slender hand moved to the left, the cat boy bit and followed to the left, moved to the right, bit and followed to the right.
Song Liu stared at him, and said to his mother, "Mom, if I'm not at home, you can leave the things in the guard room and get them when I come back."
"It's okay, I was just afraid that you were not at home, so I brought the key and left it for you at home." Mother Song said, looking at the road ahead, "Stop talking, the elevator is here, is the cat at home? It took a video, I really miss it after not seeing each other for so long."
"Mother!"
Signal interrupted.
Song Liu looked at the drenched young man who was still clinging to his hand, and felt bad all over.
He tried to reason, "Be good, let me go, okay?"
"Meow woo woo!" Thinking they were arguing, the cat boy was unwilling to show weakness, and let out a vague roar.
It was the first time that Song Liuchang knew what a headache felt like at such an age. He could only drag the boy all the way to the bedroom, looked around, and finally locked his eyes on the wardrobe.
Three minutes later, Mother Song came out of the elevator carrying a bag of small toys, and opened the door with the key, but the door opened from the inside.
"Mom, you're here." Song Liu stood at the door and forced a smile at her.
Mother Song stared blankly at the conspicuous nail marks on his face, and then at the water stains on the floor of the room, "Are you in a relationship?"
Song Liu's expression was blank for a moment, and he quickly denied, "No, how could it be!"
At this moment, the young man rushed out like a wild horse without a word, as before, he was about to rush into Mother Song's arms to act like a spoiled child.
Song Liu quickly picked him up in his arms, the cat boy was wrapped in tape around his mouth, and he looked at Song's mother eagerly, "Mmmmm!!"
Mother Song stared blankly at the scene in front of her.
The son's clothes were disheveled, with nail marks on his face, while the boy he was holding forcefully in his arms was gagged, wearing wet clothes, his upper body was exposed, and his eyes were full of urgent help.
"Mmmmm!!" Master, I miss you so much, come and kiss me, hug me, love me, love me!
Song's mother dropped the bag tremblingly, pointing at Song Liu with a trembling index finger: "You, you, how could you do such a thing!"
She looked at the boy who was being hugged with grief, "You still don't let him go!"
Song Liu: "..."
He looked down at himself grabbing the boy's hand and thought he could explain.