The young white girl's name is Katie, and if Du Yu remembers correctly, her full name should be Katie Stewart, a little younger than him.

I met her because when she was in school, Katie was one of the prettiest girls in their neighborhood. He and Du Yu are not in the same school, only across the road, and there was a friendship between schools, and they talked to each other, which was very impressive.

Of course, there is no ambiguity between the two, and there is no friendship between them, and he can still recognize each other after several years.

I don't understand why the other party is here, I originally wanted to call the other party's name, but what blurted out was the sound of "meow", which made this fat cat so angry that he was extremely unhappy.

I really want to tell someone about my pitiful experience, but Du Yu is afraid of scaring the other party away or attracting a group of Frankensteins.

If it really falls to that point, if he uses the name of "God's apostle" to suppress the other party, I don't know if it is useless, after all, he is the person who has seen the door of God's room with his own eyes, and he actually thinks that God really exists more incredible than turning into a cat himself.

At this moment, he wanted to use his claws to pick out some letters on the mahogany floor and identify himself to this "old acquaintance", but he took a few deep breaths before resisting the urge.

The expression when she was tangled became a sign of cuteness in Katie's eyes.

With a smile on her face, Katie bent down and picked up the pudding with difficulty, sniffed it and said, "You should take a shower, pudding." ”

Du Yu was quite happy when he heard this, his body was always itchy, and he always felt that he would fall down, so his front paws naturally rested on a certain bulge, and the touch was ...... Wonderful!

In the first few seconds, I was a little shy, thinking that I was a cat and would not be discovered, my tense body relaxed, and I secretly pressed it hard with my meat claws.

He suddenly felt that becoming a cat was not a completely unacceptable thing, at least there were a lot of benefits, and he just learned that he had money and a house, and he was still cheap at the moment, and his dick mentality was clear at a glance.

There was no way, Katie hugged her very tightly, and now she was forced to accept it. The big head of the fat cat Pudding was full of imagination, and an even more glamorous scene appeared, and Katie's vision was blocked by it, and she actually pressed Pudding's head to her chest.

Poor Katie had no idea that this cat's head actually contained a human soul.

……

In the end, it is in the litter box that the physiological problems are solved.

When Katie helped him take a bath, he behaved extremely submissively, and when he rinsed the shower gel, he knew to lower his head and close his eyes.

When the housekeeper arrived, Katie was using a hair dryer to help dry it.

As a short-haired cat, it is easy to be blown dry of the water droplets on the hair, Du Yu feels like taking a sauna, the whole body is comfortable, I want to sleep beautifully, lazy and dozed, and continue to squat there.

Katie turned her head and said hello, "Mrs. Moretz, I'll help you make dinner later?"

Du Yu knew the name of his housekeeper at this time, as if he had already looked at the other party from the perspective of the owner of the house, it was obvious that Mrs. Morritz was more like the master than him, nodded contemptuously, and said in his mouth: "Okay, just let it dry by itself, you are late today." ”

"I'm very sorry, I took the subway after class, but unfortunately I was late. Katie seemed a little afraid of the other party, and said with an embarrassed expression.

The Hiddleston reporter hadn't left yet, bag in hand, and was about to leave.

After meeting Katie, he casually asked Mrs. Moretz, "This is ......"

"The maid, who had only been here for a few days, worked part-time here, and Ms. Rose gave her the job before she died, because she was worried about the pudding. Mrs. Moretz spoke in a strange tone.

In the mind of the Hiddleston reporter, it is natural to guess why the old woman who gave away all her property to this cat did this, probably because she was worried about who would take possession of the property belonging to the cat. After smiling, he reached out to touch the pudding again, and just after taking a shower, he didn't want to get dirty, and he didn't cooperate at all, so he turned his head sideways to avoid it.

The body is a cat, the mind is still a human, and it feels weird when being petted by others.

This is a person, when Katie touched it before, she clearly enjoyed it.

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Send off Hiddleston reporters.

The life of a cat belonging to Du Yu began, watching Katie fry steak in the kitchen, but it didn't eat it, and Katie didn't eat it, because Mrs. Moretz's husband actually came to the door, as if he was in his own home, not polite at all, and the two divided two steaks.

According to what Du Yu heard, the old woman hired Katie before she died to take care of "herself", but Katie seemed to have become the maid of the Moritz couple, which made him very unhappy.

The next day, I went to the funeral, and Pudding also went with me, and it was a very deserted funeral, and there were more reporters than guests, and these reporters came for Pudding.

As if to confirm the saying - "The attention of the British can only be focused for a week." ”

Soon, London seemed to have forgotten about the existence of pudding, and no more reporters came to cover it, and the subject matter was almost exhausted and could not attract readers.

After a few days of adaptation, Du Yu no longer thinks about suicide, seeing Katie every day is the vast majority of the motivation for his life, desperately hoping that the black angel can finish his work, quickly turn himself back into a human, and do nothing all day, he is almost stupid.

It's not all boring, it's mixed with some anguish and disgust.

Mrs. Moretz was disgusting, she had made this house her home, and even her husband had been living here for two days, and after bringing his luggage, he had no intention of leaving.

In addition, under the banner of eating puddings, I bought some top beef, top caviar, hundreds of pounds of quilts, and even the TV was replaced with a new one.

It seemed that not only did she regard this place as her home, but even that fortune was her own, and the trust company would send her a cheque every week, which amounted to four thousand pounds, which was the source of Mrs. Moretz's large expenses. I feel that if this continues, it won't be long before my wealth will be hollowed out little by little.

It was a hot day in London at the end of July, and tonight the Morrellis slept in their air-conditioned room, while Pudding was shut out to endure the heat, and his fur was thick, as if he had worn a down jacket in summer.

Living with such a couple, Du Yu was already very unhappy, and after Mr. Moretz, who was up at night, deliberately kicked it and let it roll away, the anger in the fat cat's heart exploded instantly!

This state of anger lasted all night and became more severe!

The fat cat was furious.

The next morning, the Moritz couple went out for a ride, and Katie didn't come until late in the evening, so she took a moment to open the door to the study, sneaked inside, and tried to turn on the computer, but the light was not on, probably broken.

The plan to send a direct email to the newspaper to report the couple had failed, so they thought of another way......