Chapter 64: I'm a Wai Jun Who Doesn't Want to Write the Text......
A very rich man has a lot of meows in his family.
Among them, there are several meows, because the breed is excellent and the blood is pure, and the owner treats them very preferentially. Among these meows, there is a white Persian meow, which is covered with finger-length white soft hairs, and there is no miscellaneous hair. The two eyeballs are blue and blue, and the demeanor is elegant, and it was sent by a friend of the owner with a special status, so although the owner is not very satisfied with the non-clingy nature of this Persian meow, he still gave it a good treatment.
The owner's friend knew that he liked meow very much, and kept giving him the selected meow. One day, a group of meows were sent to the master's house, among which there was a small black meow, only slightly larger than a palm, delicate and obedient, and when it opened its mouth, it was a soft and glutinous trill.
The little black meow first arrived, and when she looked at the empty house and the other meows on the floor in the room who occupied the territory, she was actually very scared. It walked on its furry little short legs, carefully crawled along the root of the wall to an unattractive corner, pulled a small piece of other meow's unwanted towels under its stomach, rubbed the thin towel with satisfaction, four small paws hugged the black tail, and the whole body curled up into a small ball the size of a fist, quietly snorting and sleeping.
There are too many meows, and the servants can't take care of them at all, so they all distribute the meow nest and food according to the master's love for meow. Of course, the owner's favorite meow lives in the softest and largest nest, occupying a position by the window, and can get warm sunlight when the sun comes out every morning. The owner doesn't like it so much, naturally there is no such good treatment, like the little black meow does not take the initiative to get close to the owner to please the heart, so he can only live in the corner of the house all the time, pull a small towel, gnaw on the same taste of dry meow food every meal, and see other meows who know how to please the owner live in the big nest and eat fragrant dried fish.
In fact, at the beginning, the little black meow didn't care too much, it felt that the current life was also very good, although the maid treated the meow differently, but at least the cold could not be hungry, and in the winter the fireplace was burned in the house, warm, and the snow outside the window was simply a world of difference.
But other meows, especially the little yellow meow who was only sent with the little black meow, always felt that the little black meow was so pitiful, living in the worst place, eating light and tasteless meow food, and living a happy life at all! Little yellow meow sΓΉ little black meow, the dried fish is really delicious! You don't need to make much effort, you can eat it every day when you wait for the owner to come home and rub the owner's feet and neck. Little Yellow Meow is actually good for Little Black Meow, and there are a few times when I really save a few small dried fish and push it to Little Black Meow to let it taste it. The little black meow has eaten it twice, and it is really delicious, so that it can't stop sticking out its little pink tongue and licking the corners of its mouth when it sleeps at night. However, the maid knows the amount of food for each meow, and it is impossible for the little yellow meow to save too much, and the little black meow is embarrassed to always make the little yellow meow hungry.
What to do? Little Black Meow looked at the dried cat food in his bowl, and then looked at the dried fish in other meow bowls, and his heart was itching.
Suddenly, there was a fragrant smell in the nose, which was more fragrant and fresh than the taste of dried fish! Little Black Meow followed the smell and saw that the servant had carefully carried a tray with a bowl on it, and was walking towards the window. That's what comes out of the bowl!
Little Black Meow licked her front paws and hesitated for a long time before tiptoeing behind the maid's back. It told itself that it just wanted to smell the fragrance more, and when it had enough of it, it went back to its little towel and continued to eat its dry meow food.
The maid didn't notice Little Black Meow's tracking, and focused all her attention on the tray in front of her. Today's holiday, the host instructed the servants to prepare a fish stew and a bowl of fish soup for the most favored meows. It took the maid half a day to make this bowl of soup, and it must not be spilled.
When the soup was finally delivered to the white Persian Meow's nest, the servant breathed a sigh of relief. Little Black Meow shrank into the gap under the windowsill before the servant turned around. It curled up in a small lump, black again, and the servant did not notice it, and wiped his hands on his apron and walked away slowly.
The little black meow crept out from under the windowsill, and each favored meow occupied a large territory, and the other meows did not notice that it had crossed the line. The Persian meow was now lying on the nest of the windowsill basking in the sun, its eyes narrowed into a slit and it seemed to sleep deeply, and even the smell of fish soup did not disturb it. The bowl of fish soup was shining in the light, and Nana's white heat was extremely tempting.
Little Black Meow fought for a while in his heart, and in the end, his reason was defeated, and he completely surrendered to the gluttonous *. Little Black Meow paused step by step to lean towards the bowl of fish soup, and it told sΓΉ that he only licked one bite, only one bite! Lick it and taste it and it will leave, and it won't be noticed!
In this way, step after step, Xiao Hei Meow was only three or four steps away from the bowl, and Xiao Hei Meow couldn't hold it anymore, and rushed directly to the bowl.
Sticking out her pink, tender little tongue, the little black meow licks the remaining soup on the edge of the bowl, and then sticks the tip of the tongue into the soup noodles. It's so fresh! What is a small dried fish! In front of this bowl of soup, the small dried fish is just a pile of tasteless dregs!
Little Black Meow was so happy that her two swarthy eyes narrowed contentedly, and the beard on the side of her mouth curled. After licking the first bite, I can't help but take the second and third bites. When the little black meow eased up, he found that the noodle soup had gone down a little, and what was worse was that it felt hairy on the top of its head, as if something was staring at it.
Meow's intuition has always been very accurate, the little black meow shook her little ears and looked up, and found that the white Persian meow didn't know when she woke up, half-squinting two eyes of different colors, lazily watching it steal its fish soup.
Little Black Meow was at a loss, it had never thought of this situation, and suddenly even forgot to turn its head and run, so it could only stand by the bowl in a daze, its little ears trembled, and it wanted to take the lead in taking the lead, and it knew that it was completely its own fault.
"Meow ......" Persian meow lazily and licked its white furry paws: "Drink if you want, I'm not hungry." β
Little Black Meow moved her ears, thinking it had misheard.
"If you don't drink the soup anymore, it's cold." Persian Meow stood up and jumped off the windowsill with his usual graceful steps: "I'll let them cook when I'm hungry." β
Persian Meow's words were like a heavenly sound, and the little black meow's swarthy eyes narrowed again, and one head was plunged into the bowl, and the soup splashed everywhere.
A bowl of soup quickly bottomed out, and Little Black Meow's stomach was round, although her eyes were still looking at the fish lying in the other bowl, she couldn't eat it anyway.
"I remember you, since you like to eat fish, why don't you go to coquettish with your master?" Persian Meow looked at the little black meow very funny, and was in a very good mood all of a sudden, with a big white thick tail wagging from side to side behind him.
Little Black Meow hesitated, and whispered, "I don't like to rub his feet, I don't like him to rub my hair and pull my tail casually." β
"Oh." Persian Meow didn't ask again, and asked Little Black Meow after a while: "Do you want to go to my nest to bask in the sun?" The weather today is good, with wind and sun, very comfortable. β
Hey?
The little black meow thought it had misheard again, and raised her little head in surprise. Meow's territorial consciousness is very strong, not to mention these favored meows, those who are not as favored as them treat other meows with full hostility and contempt. Other meows will stand on end and hissed to warn of intruding meows when their owners return as soon as they approach their nests or squeeze more when their owners return.
"Come on." As soon as the soles of Persian Meow's hind legs were cushioned, he jumped back on the windowsill and looked down at the little black meow.
Little Black Meow jumped vigorously like Persian Meow and stood next to Persian Meow's tail. Persian Meow's nest is close to the glass, it looks white and soft, and there is a string of delicate lace on the edge of the nest, and there are several colorful balls of yarn in the nest for Persian Meow to relieve boredom when he is bored. Little Black Meow's thin towel can't be compared to this nest at all.
Little Black Meow couldn't wait to jump into the nest, and sure enough, it was as soft and warm as it imagined. Little Black Meow stretched out his paws and pulled a few ball of yarn, pushing it around, the wool soon became a ball, and even wrapped around Little Black Meow, but Little Black Meow was not tired of it, and continued to chase a few ball of yarn in the nest, so excited that Mimi screamed.
When I was tired of playing, the little black meow remembered that Persian meow had been standing outside the nest and watching it play.
Rarity stood on the edge of the nest and looked at Persian Meow carefully, "Why did you let me drink your soup and play with your balls of yarn?" β
Persian Meow thought for a moment and replied, "Well, probably because I liked you the first time I saw you." β
The first time?
Little Black Meow wondered, the favored meow was on a higher floor, it had never moved within the floor below, how could Persian Meow have seen it?
That's not the point though, the point is that Persian Meow says to like it.
The little black meow approached the edge of the meow nest, tentatively stretched its neck, and rubbed the top of its head against the neck of the persian meow. Persian Meow enjoys raising her head and letting the little black meow rub at will, and her fluffy white tail dangles more happily behind her back.
The little black meow was very happy, and rubbed it for a while before stopping, and the two little ears were folded into a little bit, moving on the top of the head.
The appearance of the little black meow is so cute, Persian meow bows her head, squints, sticks out her tongue and licks a pinch of hair on the top of the little black meow's head.
The little black cat's whole body trembled, its weakness was on the top of its head, but it didn't dodge, and its whole body was tightly between the front legs of Persian Meow, rubbing around unconsciously.
Before Little Black Meow was sent, there were many siblings. Little Black Meow is small, Meow's father and mother are concerned about hurting Big Meow and Little Meow, and many times they will ignore Little Black Meow, let alone help Little Black Meow lick her hair.
Little Black Meow's temperament is not good, and if it is ignored, it will deliberately show a proud demeanor, and no one will be allowed to get close, including its group of meow brothers and sisters.
Later, the little black meow was sent out, and the meow's father and meow's mother just told it again and again that if it was favored by the owner and got something delicious, it should remember to go home a little bit.
Of course, the little black meow was not happy, so it pretended not to hear.
Now being licked on the top of its head, the little black cat feels that it is very happy!
It turns out that I heard that Persian Meow hates being close to other meows, and is always very proud, so it turns out that they are all liars (meows)!
Little Black Meow's eyes were tightly closed, and at this moment it made up its mind that if other meows bullied Persian Meow in the future, it must help Persian Meow scratch back!
If you don't scratch the other meows with blood, you don't dare to cross the line again, it's not over!
Absolutely no soft hands (claws)!
The author has something to say: I'm bored to sell moe (stupid...... Ask for rubbing, ask for loven(*β§β½β¦*)n.
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