"...Do you want a cat?" Mr. Xi looked strange.
Xi Guican: "…"
What kind of cat do you keep, isn't it bad to let the cat take care of you
He Ruge nervously hugged the lucky cat piggy bank, thinking about whether octopuses hate cats more. He is now a pet of earthlings raised by Mr. Xi, and it is indeed strange to have pets for pets.
Ah, as expected, to be a pet is to be left behind, even if you have more money, what's the point of living in a villa? Not even a cat. Independence is the only way out. When will Mr. Xi escape to the alien world
Little He Ruge lowered his head and said dully: "It doesn't matter if you don't raise it, I just think about it."
Xi Guican saw a series of "favorability score -1" floating from the top of his little lover's head, and the tiger ears that had popped up almost shrank back in fright.
"What kind of cat do you want to have?" After Xi Guican asked this sentence, the "favorability level-1" that had been continuously popping up stopped, and the little lover raised her head, her black eyes sparkling, " Mr. Xi, can I have a cat?"
Xi Guican didn't speak, rubbing his fingers on the cane, his attitude was ambiguous, like acquiescence, but not very similar. He was afraid of saying the wrong thing, and He Ruge's favorability rating began to be deducted again.
"A white cat, any breed is fine." He Ruge said with a look of "I don't choose" yearningly, and after saying this, he smiled at Xi Guican, this smile is sweet, Xi Guican With a light cough, the jealousy in my heart was neutralized by the sweetness. White, isn't that just talking about him
So He Ruge saw that Mr. Xi's expression, who was still calm, suddenly softened. The man stretched out his hand and put his five fingers on the brim of the hat, making the action of taking off the hat in the next second, but before taking off the hat, Xi The husband asked uncertainly: "As long as there are white cats, do you have any requirements for the size of the cat?"
The little milk cat that can be held in the palm of the hand is very cute, and the big fat cat that is chubby and heavy on the knee is also very cute, He Ruge, who is not picky at all, replied: "No."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Xi took off his military cap, and the fluffy tiger ears came out of his silver hair, weakening Mr. Xi's imposing manner that he should keep away from strangers, "Do you think such a big cat is okay?" Mr. Xi Shaking the snow-white tiger's ears, he asked with a blank expression, and there was a trace of imperceptible tension on his tense face.
He Ruge's eyes widened, and he almost didn't hold the lucky cat piggy bank in his hand, he stammered: "Xi, Mr. Xi, you, you, who are you..."
Mr. Xi took over the lucky cat in the He Ru singer, this piggy bank? It is made of ceramic, and it is more troublesome to clean up if it is broken. After he put away the eye-catching lucky cat, he said confidently to He Ruge: "That's right, I'm a white cat."
He Ruge: "???"
Wait, aren't you a tentacle monster? !
Under He Ruge's unbelievable gaze, Mr. Xi lowered his head, grabbed He Ruge's hand, and placed He Ruge's little fleshy hand with slightly trembling fingertips on the tiger's ear. It is a tiger's ear with a white main body and a black circle on the back of the ear. The auricle is pink like a flower bud. The pair of tiger ears is exposed alone, which can be perfectly disguised as cat ears.
It is very big and big, as big as He Ruge's palm. Touching this "cat ear", He Ruge can imagine that the owner of the complete "cat ear" must be a very big cat.
The tiger's ear obediently rubbed He Ruge's palm twice, tugging at He Ruge's heartstrings. He pinched the tiger's ear carefully, and the finger pads were trapped in the silky touch, unable to extricate themselves. The fur elsewhere is more fluffy.
Woohoo, was this cat's ears fed alone? Why is it so good, so big, so slippery, so soft... He Ruge touched the "cat ears" with tears in his eyes.
The tiger's ear is a relatively sensitive part of Xi Guican's body. He can feel the little lover's warm and soft hand touching his ear, and the touched place arouses layer after layer of ripples. Itchy.
In normal times, Xi Guican would definitely shrink his ears, but at this moment, he sold his soul for his favorability—
Seeing "favorability +1" keep popping up one after another, Xi Guican, who had never seen the world, was stunned. He humbly used the tip of his ear to spin the little lover's palm in exchange for more favorability.
Just bowing his head and letting He Ruge touch the tiger's tail for ten seconds, his favorability increased by a full twenty-five points.
The favorability level rushed to 74 points in a flash! However, after touching it, the favorability level will not increase, and it is simply a scumbag who throws it away when it is finished.
He Ruge believed that he could stop when he saw it, and click until he reached it. He touched the "cat's ear" for more than ten seconds, and withdrew his hand with interest. He was afraid that Mr. Xi would be unhappy after touching it for a long time. He didn't expect Mr. Xi to give him a condemning look. …
Oops, Mr. Xi must be mad at me for touching his cat ears for too long. Although Mr. Xi took the initiative to touch the cat's ears for me, his original intention may have been to just touch me lightly. I just got addicted to cat colors and forgot to restrain myself.
Little He Ruge sat up nervously and assured Mr. Xi, "Mr. Xi, I won't touch my ears for so long next time." So please give me the benefit of touching my ears next time!
"It's alright, just touch it." Mr. Xi put the general hat aside, as mighty and domineering as a boss said to his petite wife... Wait, why do I compare myself to a petite wife? It's the kind of doting an old father does to his son.
After He Ruge smoothed out the relationship, he moved his little butt quietly and got closer to Mr. Xi. For some reason, he now felt that Mr. Xi was more handsome and cute, and he couldn't help but want to get close to Mr. Xi. Even if the red lines on his legs would soften after getting close to Mr. Xi, He Ruge still moved his position firmly and approached his big cat.
There was a military cap between them.
He and the big cat are only separated by a hat.
Mr. Xi is a cat. With blue eyes, white fur, and a classical beauty, could it be that Mr. Xi is a Persian cat? !
No, Mr. Xi is an alien. Are there Persian cats in aliens? But Mr. Xi seems to be from a love game, that game should have been designed by people on Earth.
The Persian cat is very beautiful, with a lot of hair, and the temperament is noble and gorgeous. Mr. Xi's back is always straight, like a nobleman in the Middle Ages, which is in line with the temperament of a Persian cat.
But in addition to the wrong coat color, Mr. Xi actually looks a bit like a Siberian forest cat, with a domineering and handsome appearance, a large and sturdy body, and its docile and family-like personality, contrary to its appearance.
Isn't that what Mr. Xi is like? Although he looks fierce, he is sweet and gentle inside.
The Siberian forest cat also likes to play with children, so Mr. Xi adopted him, an earthling cub.
In He Ruge's little head, Mr. Xi transformed himself into two cats, one is a noble and elegant Persian cat, and the other is a domineering and gentle Siberian forest cat, no matter which one He Ruge likes If you want, only children can make choices, and of course adults can't choose at all!
After getting out of the car, when Mr. Xi extended his hand to He Ruge, He Ruge stood on tiptoe and tried to hold Mr. Xi's hand. Maybe he was too sad to touch Mr. Xi's fingertips, so Mr. Xi squatted down and hugged him. took him.
He Ruge felt that he might be the best-treated human among cat slaves. He was kept as a pet by a big cat. The big cat gave him food, clothing, housing, and even lowered his head to brush him.
No, it will swell if you think about it.
He Ruge had completely forgotten how he scoffed at the life of Mr. Xi Tentacle Monster and Rice Bug. He raised his head and looked at the two fluffy "cat ears", the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously.
"Mr. Xi, can you..." He Ruge whispered, "Let me see how you look like a cat."
Mr. Xi took a step, "Eat first."
So He Ruge was thinking about Persian cats and Siberian forest cats while eating. Mr. Xi at the dinner table asked He Ruge if he wanted to go to the amusement park on the weekend, and He Ruge nodded in agreement.
After eating, Mr. Xi first went back to the bedroom and transformed himself. In He Ruge's anticipation, a huge paw stepped out from the turn of the stairs. He Ruge looked up at the big paw and saw the pink tender meat pad. Taishan stepped on the next step like the top.
Looking up from the bottom, you can see the muscles that still exist even if they are covered with long hair. The long and thick hair outlines the plump body curve. The smooth and soft hair shakes with the muscles during walking, showing water waves. similar visual effects.
He Ruge raised his head blankly, looking at the huge tiger's head and the character "King" on the tiger's head. His mouth slowly grew into an "O" shape, and Mr. Xi's deep and mellow voice kept echoing in his mind. —
Yes, I am a white cat.
I am a white cat.
A white cat.
White cat.
cat.
This is such a big... a white cat.
When the big white tiger came down the stairs, its long whiskers trembled, like He Ruge's trembling little heart. He Ruge's legs were a little weak. Facing this giant white tiger, He Ruge realized that he was not as tall as the other's legs. Song took a small step back, stumbled on his left foot, and squatted with a slap on his butt.
He Ruge was in a dazed state. Before he could stand up, he saw the big white tiger rushing towards him with a blink of an eye, wrapping his waist with a tiger tail that was much thicker than He Ruge's arms, like pulling a radish. Generally pull up He Ruge children.
"Are you afraid of me?" The big white tiger opened his bloody mouth and spit out human words. He Ruge could see the other party's fangs when he spoke, but the voice was still Mr. Xi's subwoofer, which made He Ruge feel a little bit in his heart. Comforting, he pretended to be calm and said, "It's okay, it's okay."
"Xi, Mr. Xi, didn't you say that you are a white cat?" He Ruge's little milk voice was shaking. In close contact with such a big white tiger, there are no ordinary people on earth who are not afraid. People like He Ruge who can still talk normally, their psychological quality is already good.
The big white tiger didn't blink, "Meow~ woo~" The majestic and low meow resounded through the living room, and the lingering voice lingered, "I am indeed a white cat." The big white tiger said calmly.
He Ruge: "… "
Ahhh this is not the cat I imagined!
Blue eyes stared at He Ruge, as if a predator was looking at dinner, "Don't you like my animal shape?" The big white tiger asked aggrieved.
He Ruge: "… "
Ah, I can't say I don't like it!