The two of them lay on the sofa and watched the group of cats and dogs grab the fan.

Xiang Ling glanced at Wang Jie quietly, and at this time, he was smiling, observing how the little flower cat struggled out of his coquettish son.

A sweet feeling rose in her heart.

She was thinking about it, and when she looked up, she saw that the little flower cat in the distance had run over, rampaging among the dogs, and finally lay down on the side of the little white dog, and squeezed it with her buttocks, which made the little white dog bark dissatisfied.

Hey, hey, I'm fat! On my territory, do you still dare to snort?

Little Flower Cat was eager to give the little white dog a paw and leave an impressive mark on it.

The little milk cat also staggered over, lying on the ground, raising its head, squinting its eyes, and enjoying the cool breeze blowing from the electric fan.

"Meow meow woo ......" the little guy was very happy, rolled on the ground, hit his head into the arms of the little flower cat, opened the mandarin duck eyes, and showed two little tiger teeth to the cat father.

The little flower cat lovingly raised her paws and patted the little milk cat, gave her place to it, and twisted her butt and arched back, arching the little white dog back and hitting the three golden retriever brothers lying behind.

The golden retrievers barked, the little flower cat turned around, looked at them coldly, the barking of the golden retrievers stopped abruptly, and they hurriedly lay down obediently, and they didn't dare to gasp.

Xiaohua Cat saw that the little milk cat was lying under the fan and fell asleep, so she stood up, stretched her waist, ran to the storage room, hooked out a bag of small dried fish with her paws, cut open the bag, grabbed two pieces and stuffed them into her mouth.

After eating and drinking, he ran back to the electric fan, but it seemed that in the few minutes he left, the ranking in front of the electric fan seemed to change a little.

The little white dog didn't know when he jumped to the first place, his whole body was bent into an arc, and he couldn't stop wagging his tail, and in the middle of the arc, there was a little milk cat with black and white flowers!

The little white dog wags his tail and fans the little milk cat!

The little flower cat was stunned on the spot, looking at the little milk cat squinting her eyes, shaking her beard, lying on the ground with her ears drooping, and a comfortable expression, the little flower cat knew that this stupid son had successfully betrayed the tradition of the cat family again!

Please, son, our cat family and dog family have been making mistakes for generations, and you are lying in a Wang's arms now, and let it fan you?

The dignity of the great cat family has been lost to you!

The little cat ran over angrily, picked up the little milk cat, ran to the window, jumped up, gently patted the little milk cat's head with his paws, and whined in his throat, admonishing it not to play with stupid dogs!

The little milk cat meowed, holding the little flower cat's legs and refusing to let go, the little flower cat's cocked beard slowly hung down, and finally meowed, sighed, looked at Wang Jie with complicated eyes, and meowed again, as a sigh.

"Little Flower Cat must be telling Qiuqiu that he is not allowed to play with the little white dog in the future, that guy even lied to himself!" Wang Jie pursed his lips and said with the expression of the little flower cat, making Chu Xiangling giggle and slapping him with his fist.

As soon as it was dark, the little cat jumped out of the window with the little milk cat in her mouth and went straight to the park across the street.

The little milk cat looked at the surrounding scenery curiously with a pair of mandarin duck eyes, even if it was a car, it would take a long time.

Ah, what is that, like a big monster......

The little milk cat stared at a speeding bus, purring in her throat, it turns out that there are so many things in this world, meow!

The little cat took her son in her mouth and ran to the rockery in the street park, and she let go of her mouth and barked three times majestically.

After a while, the stray cats in the park gathered one after another, including lame old cats, blind old cats, and all kinds of middle-aged cats, young cats, big cats, small cats, male cats, female cats, unfair and female cats......

A large area of flowers and greenery raised their heads one after another, looking at the little flower cat standing on a high place, and of course, the little milk cat lying next to it and raising its little paws to catch the little flower cat's fluffy tail and big tail.

"Xiangling, look, the cats are in a meeting!" Wang Jie replaced the camera with a low-light camera and handed it to her, Chu Xiangling couldn't help but smile when he looked at it, "Brother Jie, why is there a lack of eunuch cats?" ”

"What eunuch cat?" Wang Jie didn't really understand what this ghost girl meant.

"It'......s like the one on TV, shouting that there is a book to play and retreat from the dynasty," she said seriously, Wang Jie rubbed his nose and flicked it on her head, "Silly girl, this is a cat in a meeting, do you think it's the emperor who went to court!" ”

In the face of the many stray cats under his hands, the little flower cat cleared its throat and meowed, and the cats below were suddenly silent.

Next, the little cat pushed the little milk cat to the front, but the little milk cat stubbornly held the fluffy tail of the cat father and refused to let go of its claws.

"Little Flower Cat, this is to let the stray cats remember the ball." Wang Jie rubbed his nose and said, "I didn't expect the cat world to have such a strict hierarchy. ”

"Well, this should be preparing for the successor!" A gust of evening wind blew, and Chu Xiangling felt a little cold and shivered.

Wang Jie took off his shirt and covered her body, Chu Xiangling smiled gratefully, picked up the camera and continued to watch.

There was a brief commotion among the cats, and the big cats were curious about the little cat's sudden outfit with a tooth that had not yet grown.

Both of them were a little sleepy, so they put down their cameras, lay on their backs on the rockery stones, looked at the stars in the sky, listened to the wind in the middle of the night, and suddenly sighed.

"What's wrong, Xiang Ling?" Wang Jie turned over, lay on her side, and asked.

"I suddenly feel that the kitten is very pitiful, it is only a half-grown kitten, and now it has to take care of the baby by itself, it is really hard......" She smoothed her long hair and said quietly, "I remembered my sister's ......"

Wang Jie wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know what to say, so he could only sigh and talk about comfort.

It was already very late at night, and the little flower cat finally ended the lengthy meeting and returned to the pet store with the little milk cat in her mouth, while Chu Xiangling had fallen asleep leaning on the stone.

Wang Jie screamed a few times and didn't wake her up, so he simply gritted his teeth and hugged her.

Although Xiang Ling is 1.7 meters tall and his figure is very well-proportioned, he is not as heavy as he imagined.

Under the dim street lamp, the sleeping Xiang Ling is so beautiful, with a soft face, a cherry red mouth, and a delicate nose are all plated with a layer of faint gold, and the long eyelashes are blinking and blinking, as if there is something difficult to understand in the dream.

Wang Jie hung her hands around his neck and walked towards the pet store step by step with her.

Although the journey was not long, Wang Jie was still tired and sweaty, and when he put her on the sofa, Chu Xiangling's white wrist suddenly hugged Wang Jie's neck tightly, a pair of beautiful big eyes slowly opened, and a naughty smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

It turns out that she has woken up a long time ago!

"If you don't let go, I'll scream!" Wang Jie hurriedly coughed and said righteously.

"If you scream, no one will come to save you if you cut your throat!" Chu Xiangling smiled and pressed on his nose, "Look at how dare you be dishonest!" ”

The little flower cat squatted on the windowsill and meowed to the pair of men and women who were not ashamed to show their affection, waving their little paws to indicate their spicy eyes.