"Dead button, you stand for me! Look at me if I don't cut off all your yellow hair today and use it to pad your ass! ”

Looking along her running route, she saw only a small yellow shadow bouncing around the house, looking like a kitten.

Baili Kun didn't care what was going on with the cat, and as soon as he strode over, his body flew up.

He made a move, naturally different from Ming Yulong, as fast as electricity, without superfluous movements, straight towards the target.

But in half an instant, when it fell, he grabbed the four claws in his hand and waved them wildly, and the meowing buckle was handed to Ming Yulong.

"What bad thing did this cat do?"

Ming Yulong ran out of breath, she was already uncomfortable, she was fat, but she was very fast when she jumped up, where could she catch it in this room, and now she saw Bailikun grabbing it, grabbing the back of its head, holding it at eye level, and poking its head viciously:

"You've gone too far! I studied for half a month, and I was finally able to embroider something that was sent out, and you actually scratched it as soon as you came! Dead fat cat, do you want to die? ”

Buckle danced with his paws and flew in the air, and his eyes flew all over the sky with disdain—

What is your sleeve, and you are still holding my master's handkerchief to draw circles on it, the clumps of moon cakes are not like moon cakes, the moon is not like moon cakes, such ugly things, I must destroy the buttons!

This justification fell into Ming Yulong's ears, it was a messy meow, but its contemptuous little eyes still saw it clearly, turned its head and took a handkerchief and shook it vigorously on its head, at first glance, the posture was a bit like dancing and throwing the handkerchief, there was a kind of grace in anger.

"You showed me clearly, you saw clearly, poked me so many holes!" Ming Yulong clicked with the scissors, and sneered: "If you break my things, use the yellow hair on your body to plug this hole!" ”

No!

The clasp let out a hoarse cry and struggled desperately, and the fat flesh writhed in it, playing a considerable role.

Ming Yulong really didn't pinch it, let it fall, and then turned around and kicked it, and pounced on Rong Yi, who had just walked to the door-

Master!

Help me!

Someone is going to kill the cat!

Abuse of cats or something, it's just too cruel!

Rong Yi followed it, casually looked into the situation in the room, and his gaze stopped at the overturned embroidery basket,

"What's going on?"

"What else could it be? I was embroidering something here, and the buckle suddenly ran over, and after a few glances, he grabbed his paws and scratched my things! ”

Ming Yulong's eyes stared at the buckle, the cold light flashed and the hair on its back exploded, and it meowed at Rong Yi, screaming in frustration, and posing coquettishly with his paws.

After it was called, Rong Yi kindly explained to Ming Yulong, who was full of question marks:

"It says that what you embroider is like night incense, and it must not be compared to its beautiful, beautiful, smooth, charming, gorgeous and incomprehensible fur."

What is night incense, it is the elegant name of poop!

Ming Yulong was even more contemptuous than its eyes,

"Beautiful, beautiful, smooth, glamorous, gorgeous? I think it's ugly and ugly, the hair removal and dyeing are rough and unbearable, so let me help you cut this rotten hair to compensate me for the love token that I have worked hard for half a month! ”