The fried yellow peaches that had cooled in the refrigerator were already cold, Guan Lang took out two large glasses, divided the yellow peaches into two portions and scooped them in.

Pinching the spoon, Guan Lang thought about it, and then took out a small yellow peach from the glass, cut it into even fine slices, and put it into a small white plate, which was for Qianqiu to eat.

There is no need for the cat to eat too much fruit, just give it a little meaning.

Scoop up a few scoops of ice cream and cover them in a large glass, sprinkle some dried fruit on the surface as a garnish.

Such a delicate yellow peach snack is ready.

Guan Lang took out the prepared fried yellow peaches.

Qianqiu's nose was very smart, and without anyone shouting, he quickly trotted from the cat mat and followed Guan Lang's feet.

Shui Lingling's big eyes stared at Guan Lang tightly.

I want to eat everything...... This guy is probably hopeless.

Guan Lang handed a large cup of cool-looking dim sum to Wu Yazhen, and put the small plate of yellow peaches in front of Qianqiu.

Qianqiu's eyes went back and forth between the large glass in Guan Lang's hand and his own small plate, and he shouted softly in dissatisfaction.

The two cats were still flapping their paws on the ground in protest.

However, when Guan Lang was about to take away the small plate of yellow peaches in front of him, he immediately stopped protesting, and quickly picked up the small plate and walked to the corner, his back was particularly sad.

I'm afraid that if I take a slow step, I won't even have a small share of myself.

The corners of Guan Lang's mouth hooked up slightly, eating the fried yellow peach ice cream he made.

Although it was his first time cooking, the taste was very good, the soft and crunchy yellow peach flesh had the texture of canned fruit, and the sweetness of the yellow peach flesh was matched with the sweetness of the rich milky flavor of a layer of butter and ice cream, and there was just the right amount of subtle taste.

Guan Lang silently praised his craftsmanship.

It's me!

......

After eating the snack, Guan Lang took out a plastic bag from the room.

Sitting on the sofa, his eyes focused on Qianqiu's body for a long time.

Frightened Qianqiu, who was eating yellow peaches in small bites, picked up the small plate and walked to a farther corner to lie down, the little elbows of the white gloves were still around the outside of the plate to block Guan Lang's vision.

Guan Lang: ......

This stupid cat, who is rare that yellow peach that has been licked by it many times.

When he opened the plastic bag, it was full of the hairs of Qianqiu he had collected earlier, a full clump, almost the size of a human head.

The idea of using its cat fur to make something gadgets can also be put into practice.

Of course, it is unrealistic to want to make fabrics, the length of cat hair is too short, and it is too difficult to weave and rub into threads.

You can only make some small crafts and decorations.

Guan Lang stared at the cat cowering in the corner, and had an idea in his heart.

Grabbed a ball of cat hair from the plastic bag, pinched it in his hand, and rubbed it.

Don't underestimate him, when he was in elementary and junior high school, he had few opponents in activities such as clay, cloth art, and paper-cutting in the class.

This fully shows that he is very talented in this area.

Guan Lang pinched and solidified the fluffy cat hair, and then began to pinch the shape.

Referring to the figure of Qianqiu in the distance, Guan Lang is ready to make a little kitten.

Under his skillful hands, a round head and a small body gradually took shape.

Then a short tail is slowly pinching out.

Wu Yazhen leaned over with interest, and saw Guan Lang patiently pinching the doll, feeling very loving.

He took out some blue, yellow, and pink wool from the room, and made the kitten's dripping heterochromic eyes, and small pale pink nose and ears.

It didn't take long for a lifelike, vivid miniature version of Chiaki to take shape.

The main posture of the little kitten is a lady squat, the abdomen is slightly heavy, and the shape is restored to an extremely realistic level.

"Wow, it's so good!" Wu Yazhen applauded lightly beside him.

"It's okay. Guan Lang smiled slightly.

Qianqiu, who had already eaten the yellow peach, jumped near Guan Lang, and suddenly found that a kitten that looked very similar to it was being held in the palm of Guan Lang's hand, and his body suddenly stiffened, and his face was as if he had seen an alien.

？？？

Another me?

It looked at it suspiciously for a long time, then sniffed the smell coming from the kitten's body, and was suddenly startled.

It turned out to be the smell of it on it?

Guan Lang saw that it was very interested, so he threw the finished kitten to it to play.

Probably because the kitten has its smell on it, and the shape is completely a miniature version of it, Chiaki is especially loving and curious about the kitten.

Squatting next to the kitten, he hung his head and looked at it quietly.

Its squatting posture unconsciously maintains a high degree of consistency with the squatting posture of the kitten.

Look at the little kitten and don't pay attention to himself.

Chiaki began to carefully hug the little kitten with two white gloves and gently lick its tiny braincase.

Wu Yazhen and Guan Lang were both amused by its stupidity and laughed for a while.

It wouldn't think this little kitten was its own cub, would it?

"It's so cute!" Wu Yazhen took out her mobile phone and clicked to take pictures, with a beautiful look.

"Chiaki is really stupid. Guan Lang felt that there was something wrong with its IQ.

This IQ is really alarming!

Shaking his head, Guan Lang began to use the remaining cat hair to make other crafts.

Chiaki's stupidity inspired him to create.

He's going to make it a bunny-eared hat.

Qianqiu's IQ is simply embarrassing the majority of cats, and being a stupid rabbit may be more in line with its ignorant identity.

Guan Lang was concentrating on making rabbit ears when he suddenly remembered a anxious call from Qianqiu.

It turned out that the little rabbit just now was licked by it, and its head was licked off, falling to the ground and gurgling.

Looking at Qianqiu, who was full of horror, Guan Lang covered his head.

Why are other people's kittens cold and handsome, only his Qianqiu is like a fool......

But looking at its appearance, Guan Lang suddenly felt that God was really fair.

Look, the eyebrows and clear eyes are all exchanged for IQ.

Pick up the kitten's remains and put them away.

Guan Lang thought about it and rubbed a basin of soapy water from the bathroom.

Cat hair is relatively soft, if you want to thoroughly shape the handicrafts made, you need to rub and rub the cat hair with soapy water, and wait until the soapy water hardens and dries, the cat hair will condense together, probably the same as the principle of wool felt.

Qianqiu probably had a psychological shadow, looking at the little kitten in Guan Lang's hand, which was no longer in the shape of a cat, he glanced at it from a distance and hurriedly walked away.

The smell of soapy water permeated the living room, and the morning sunlight seeped through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a pale orange halo in the living room.

Guan Lang carefully placed the kitten and rabbit ear felt hats made of soapy water rubbed on the balcony, and let the sun dry and fix these small and beautiful shapes.

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