When I woke up again, it was already dark. Li Qingyun had a cat food bowl in front of him, and there was a piece of good fish-bones in it, and the fish meat should have been stolen and eaten by Xiao Xingfu, a gluttonous cat.

A little milk cat tasted the fish bones curiously, spit aside in disgust, and ran to Li Qingyun to eat milk.

Li Qingyun...... This bear child, without brushing his teeth or rinsing his mouth, eats milk directly, how unhygienic!

Li Qingyun came up with an idea, is it time to wean the kittens? Liang Qian didn't seem to tell herself how long the kitten would take to wean.

When the little milk cat finished eating, Li Qingyun stood up, and the headache and nausea had disappeared. But I was weak, and I didn't know if I was hungry or really sick.

"Meow (Dad)" The little milk cat rubbed Li Qingyun affectionately, and it asked Li Qingyun to clean up its body.

"Meow Meow (looking for your Uncle Dog)" Li Qingyun said, pointing to the dead ghost. Li Qingyun's current state is really not suitable for taking care of a little milk cat.

The little milk cat obediently ran towards the dead ghost.

Seeing Li Qingyun wake up, Liang's mother re-filled Li Qingyun with a piece of fish.

"Meow (I want to eat)" Xiao Xingfu still has to eat.

Li Qingyun glared at it, this gluttonous cat still wants to eat, hasn't it been eaten before.

"You call a fart, this is for oranges, you are not allowed to eat it." Liang's mother took away the little happiness that was eyeing her.

After eating half of it, Li Qingyun couldn't eat it, and after going to the toilet, he honestly lay down in the cat nest to continue to recuperate.

After eating at night, Liang's mother was finally relieved to see that Li Qingyun was fine, and went back to the bedroom to sleep with peace of mind.

"Tangerine, will you go back to my room at night?" Liang Qian said expectantly. At the same time, she tried to put on a kind smile, trying to dissipate the psychological shadow she brought to Li Qingyun today.

Looking at Liang Qian's smile, Li Qingyun always felt that she had bad intentions, and took a few steps back cautiously. Thinking of the experience during the day, Li Qingyun was apprehensive about the lethality of Liang Qian's kind help, so it was better to stay away from Liang Qian for his own safety.

"Meow (don't go)" Li Qingyun was afraid that Liang Qian would not understand what he meant, so he turned his head to the side to show his resolute attitude and determination.

"Yo, little orange, you're so cute to refuse!" Liang Qian pinched Li Qingyun's chin with her hand and turned Li Qingyun's head in front of her. is like a wicked man flirting with a woman who has no power to tie the chicken, but now the wicked man has become the stinky and narcissistic Liang Qian with thick skin, and the beauty has become the hairy and chubby Li Qingyun.

"Little orange, I'm so bearable, can you bear to let me sleep alone?" Liang Qian stinks and says.

"Meow meow meow (you don't sleep alone, can you still sleep as a pig?) Li Qingyun obviously bullied Liang Qian for not understanding meow Xing.

"Great, you agreed." Liang Qian can always understand the incomprehensible cat language as the answer she wants. Liang Qian stretched out her arms and prepared to pick up Li Qingyun.

"Meow (dodge)" Li Qingyun showed his nails, waved his arms, and looked at Liang Qian with a hideous face.

"Little orange, you actually murdered me!" Liang Qian pretended to be very sad and said, while covering her eyes with her hands, sobbing a few times, her fingers showing gaps, and secretly watching Li Qingyun's reaction.

"Meow Meow (less acting)" Li Qingyun looked at Liang Qian with disdain, the acting skills of this shovel official are so bad that Li Qingyun can't stand it. There are so many drama elites in the family, and I don't know how to learn from them. For example, small happiness, such as dead ghosts, such as Mao Mao. Of course, Li Qingyun will never admit that he is also a drama spirit, he is a true expression of his feelings.

Seeing that Liang Qian continued to pretend to be pitiful and not give up, Li Qingyun bared his teeth and glared at Liang Qian fiercely.

"If you don't go, you won't go, what are you fierce, you don't have breasts!" Liang Qian looked down at her chest, glanced at Li Qingyun's abdomen again, and suddenly walked to the bedroom with a confident face, excited and unable to jump on her own on the way.

Li Qingyun...... Lao Tzu is a cat, what's the use of having breasts!

Li Qingyun looked at Liang Qian with regret on her face, and she was reduced to the point of comparing her chest with a cat. This kid is even more stupid, and now he should be completely hopeless! How can a good girl be so stupid! Li Qingyun will never admit that he is now taking revenge on Liang Qian for saying that he has a small chest.

Xiao Xingfu glanced at Li Qingyun, then looked at Liang Qian's chest, then glanced at Li Qingyun with disdain, and followed Liang Qian's ass to the bedroom.

Li Qingyun...... Suddenly, I want to kill Xiao Xingfu!

"Meow (look at your sister)" Li Qingyun stretched out his claws and hit the dead ghost who was staring at his abdomen with blazing eyes.

The dead ghost withdrew his head to avoid Li Qingyun's attack, and watched Li Qingyun walk away with disdain.

Disdain your sister! Lao Tzu is a man, what do you want to do with such big breasts! Li Qingyun thought indignantly.

“What does the fox say？” Half an hour later, the silent night sounded the scorching Divine Comedy again.

However, compared to the embarrassment of the first time, now Li Qingyun can completely ignore this song. Because he feels that the buddy who sings this song is not only insane due to broken love, but also has opened a mental hospital at home.

The kittens were uncomfortable at first, but now they are completely used to it, and instead look around curiously, trying to find the source of the sound.

Xiao Xingfu came out of Liang Qian's bedroom, listened intently for a moment, walked to the wall, and touched the wall with a little nervousness, his face full of doubts.

The dead ghost whined in a low voice, and wanted to sing loudly, but thinking of Liang's mother's warning, the dead ghost could only respond in a low voice of grievance.

I have to say that the dead ghost is still very musical, although it is just whining, but the beat is still on point. Of course, this is in terms of Li Qingyun's miserable ability to appreciate music.

Xiao Xingfu obviously had an appreciative ability more than Li Qingyun, at least he could tell that it was hard to hear, and quickly ran back to Liang Qian's bedroom and closed the door tightly.

The little milk cats looked at the dead ghost with disgust, wanting to leave but reluctant to Li Qingyun, so they fell into a tangle.

The other party obviously heard the echo of the dead ghost, and was even more excited, and sang with great interest.

Half an hour later, Li Qingyun looked at the dead ghost with admiration, whined for half an hour, his interest did not decrease, his voice was not hoarse, and he was even more and more excited, Erha is really an incomprehensible species!

As for the guy opposite, he can sing for half an hour without resting, and he is obviously also a warrior! A fox screams and cries ghosts and gods, and all gods and ghosts are avoided, this is a very lethal warrior.

"I'm going to you!" An extremely sharp voice rang out, containing endless anticipation, pleading, and longing.

Li Qingyun felt that he had guessed wrong, the buddy on the other side should have wanted to be crazy for women, not crazy for falling out of love.

The dead ghost was stunned for a moment, not knowing whether to answer this sentence or how to answer it.

The little cats who were playing with the dead ghost toy ball were stunned for a moment and continued to play. They don't understand what that means.

"Wang Wang (I'm coming)" Mao Mao was so excited that she ran out of Liang's mother's room with lasers in her eyes.

Tsk, what a competent Thai day! Li Qingyun looked at Mao Mao with emotion.

The dead ghost looked at the wall with a tangled, regretful and mournful face, and felt that the other party had ruined its interest and mood in singing.

So, this concert with no tickets, no revenue, and no celebrities came to an end.

"Meowth (coward comes out)"

"Meow Meow Meow (Get out of here for Uncle Ben)"

"Meow Meow Meow (I know you're in it)"

……

Li Qingyun frowned and opened his eyes, whose cat is this? It's so noisy early in the morning, it's so annoying, let the cat not sleep? Li Qingyun jumped on the windowsill in confusion and looked downstairs.

I saw a very familiar fat civet cat in the flower bed downstairs yelling proudly upstairs. A pure white little female cat beside her looked at the tanuki with adoration.

Feeling the female cat's gaze, the tanuki cat put on a high-spirited look, hugged the little female cat, and looked upstairs proudly.

Rub, it turned out to be a pickled girl, and I used Lao Tzu as a pickle girl! If you don't get paid, you have to beat yourself, this uncle can bear his uncle and his aunt can't bear it! Li Qingyun was suddenly furious, is this considered to be knocked on the door? Thinking of this, Li Qingyun was furious.

Hearing the voice, Xiao Xingfu came over curiously and looked downstairs with the dead ghost.

As for Mao Mao, the difficult and dangerous sport of fighting, it ran back to Liang's mother's bedroom as soon as possible.