I swore I didn't use all my strength in that mouthful, but my teeth easily cut something, and then a cloud of liquid rushed to my mouth, and I subconsciously swallowed it, and before she could react, she quickly fled the crime scene and found the safest gap to hide. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

I heard her scream, in the same tone as the first time I broke the obnoxious cup in front of her, and I shrank deeper.

She clattered away, and then there was the sound of rushing water, constantly washing, thinking that it was cleaning.

I hid under the cold, unlit bed, but my body seemed to burn on flames, and I went from lying on the ground to my feet facing the sky, my paws scratching the bed board above, making a creaking sound, very harsh.

My head hurt, and suddenly countless voices filled and mixed together.

"Green beans, don't sleep on the sofa, go back to the nest."

"Green beans, you can't drink the milk when it's cold, and it will cause diarrhea."

"Don't be naughty, it's water thrown everywhere."

"Look at this, it's played like this, with your paws, yes, chasing that little thing."

"My vase! Green bean! Don't touch it. ”

...........

"Green beans" "green beans"

What are green beans?

Couch? Water? Vase? What are these things? Why are they fighting in my head?

During this time, what these eyes have seen, these ears have heard, pictures and sounds have flashed constantly........... Piece it all together.

I rolled on the ground, struggling to get to the bright spot.

The sound of the rushing water stopped, but I heard a scream.

"Green beans!" I just looked up, and for the first time I really saw her face, round like a plate, white like the milk I drink every day. The hands reached out to me, and with a cool air, they came over with a hot body.

She turned around again and found a blanket, picked me up through the blanket, carefully tested the temperature of my forehead, and then tested my nose with her fingers, but the other hand tapped the little object, and then began to speak to it, whispering in a strange tone.

It's me who is obviously uncomfortable, why doesn't she talk to me, but to talk to it.

I meowed angrily.

There was water falling on my face, drop after drop.

"Green Bean, you don't want to be fine...... Green bean. ”

Strange, how could I understand her unusual tone?

With doubts and pain, I finally fainted completely.

..........

When I finally woke up, I was listening to the sound of even breathing, and when I turned my head, I saw a sleeping face, and she held me to her side with her arms. We lay side by side, and I was not used to this position, and struggled to move, so she woke up and opened her beautiful black grape-like eyes.

She immediately reached out and touched my nose, the cool tip of her nose and the warm fingers touched, and she immediately laughed.

"Green Bean, you scared me to death last night." She hugged me tighter again, and I tensed my paws and head, keeping my distance, and it was uncomfortable, okay?

"Green Bean......" she muttered again, this must be my name.

My name is Green Bean? What a strange appellation.

Perhaps the language habits of two-legged beasts and four-legged beasts are different. Of course, I don't know that in the language of the two-legged beast, this name is also very weird, otherwise I would have protested.

I pushed her face too close and pushed it away, but I failed. She was even happier when she saw me like this, and kissed me on my furry forehead, "Green Bean, it's good that you're okay." ”

I turned my head to the other side, not wanting to look at her like this.

After lying like this for a while, she carefully got up, and when she left, she tightly tucked the quilt tightly.

Then I realized that I felt like I was sleeping in the big bed of my dreams, but it was so tightly wrapped that I couldn't move.

Just huddled in the nest, smelling the faint fragrance that belonged to her, and some didn't understand what happened to her.

But instinctively understand that this is not a bad thing.

"Green beans, it's time to eat." I'm sure I can understand every word she says.

I wanted to respond, thinking back to her voice when she spoke, and wanted to answer her, but I was a little out of breath in my throat, and I held back a "meow" for a long time.

There was an extra plate on the floor, and I looked down at it, and it was white all over the plate. I've been hearing the machine roar for a long time, so I'm probably busy with this.

It doesn't taste like goat's milk, but it's really tempting.

"Green beans, boiled chicken breast, taste, specially crushed with a blender." She looked at me with a smile, a little cautious, afraid that I wouldn't move.

I licked it lightly and began to swallow it heavily. It tastes really good, but it's so bad that it melts in your mouth.

Seeing that I had finished eating, she stood up, squatting for too long, her body swaying as if she was about to fall.

I hurriedly jumped out of the way to avoid the behemoth, and only when she stood up on her stool and stabilized did I lean in again.

"Don't worry, put the rest of the chicken in the fridge and eat it slowly for you. Maybe the nutrition can't keep up, just give you more supplements. I don't know if she explained it from herself.

I decided to find a way to make sense of what was going on in my head.

I'm much more diligent than before, and if there's anything I don't understand, I just have to shoot it, step on it, bite it, and I can hear her chattering voice at once:

"Green beans, don't scratch the couch."

"Green Beans, don't pull the curtains!"

"Green beans! Don't bite the wire! Come over to me! ”

“........”

Then there was a figure rushing over, just trying to catch me, but it was too early.

I stood tall on the refrigerator and looked down at her triumphantly.

Within two days, I basically got to know all the furniture and items in the house, pots and pans, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar...... The only downside is that even when I sleep, I feel like I'm hearing her calling my name in my ear, and I'm almost hallucinating.

Seeing that she frowned every day, but still prepared chicken for me in a puff of anger, I suddenly felt a little unbearable, but fortunately, the goal had been achieved, and it finally stopped.

I'm sure I've changed and I'm not a pure cat anymore.

But what is the special purpose of this? Not a day is still eating, drinking, basking in the sun, eating meat, doing nothing, and pursuing nothing.

I decided to make a change so that I wouldn't waste my life.

Because of the delicious chicken breast, I was out of control, and she was also very interested, which directly caused me to eat too much, indigestion, and I didn't go to pick up the cat litter all day, but she circled around the cat litter box again and again.

When I remembered to use cat litter, I stood in the big cat litter box that could almost roll, raised my hind legs high and put them on the edge, calmed down, and was ready to release myself, but I couldn't see her magnified face coldly, and I was immediately very stressed.

I took several deep breaths and kept adjusting, but I still couldn't look directly at her expectant expression.

How the hell did I manage to ignore such a big figure in the past?

I lowered my legs and stared at her solemnly, ready to scare her off with my expression, but she was still staring at a part of me.

So I walked away with my tail between my legs.

From then on, I began to learn to secretly watch her through the crack in the door, and it only took me two days to learn how to use it. The toilet she used looked very simple, squatted, got up, pressed, and it was over.

While she was out of the house, I started practicing.

But when the four little paws squatted on the narrow edge, the legs couldn't help but tremble. And when I wanted to press it, I didn't have enough strength, and I barely succeeded once until my claws were soft.

After two or three days of serious practice, I was finally able to squat, sprinkle, and press in one go, without leaving a trace.

specially picked one to perform when she washed her face and brushed her teeth, which caused her a burst of surprise.

I held my head high and waited for the compliment, but I heard her sigh faintly, "I lost the cat litter for half a year..... It seems that it is still necessary to ......"

Or do you want what?

I didn't understand what the rest of her words were, and I was smug and triumphant.

But after another two days, I finally regretted it and obediently used cat litter again.