At night, the silence is gloomy, the cold wind passes, blowing the leaves with a "rustle" sound, and the moon hides behind the clouds, so that this path, which has no street lights, becomes without a trace of light, and the darkness seems to be a monster opening its bloody mouth and wanting to devour everything.

"Meow!"

Suddenly, a terrible cat meow made Song only shrank suddenly, and he pedaled the bicycle quickly.

Isn't it haunted?

The more he thought about it, the more worried Song Zhi's heart became, and the meow of the cat behind him was getting closer and closer, closer and closer......

Her hairs stood on end, and her scalp tingled.

If she had known, she wouldn't have taken a shortcut, and she wouldn't take the road openly, and the ghost knew which tendon she was wrong, so she had to take this path.

"Meow!"

The cat's meow was so close that Song only wanted to die.

Suddenly, she felt the back seat sink, as if something had jumped on her bike, and she didn't dare to stop, slamming on the pedals.

"Click!"

Suddenly, the bicycle chain made a breaking sound, and Song only lost her center of gravity in an instant, and fell to the ground at once, and at the same time, a black shadow fell into her arms.

At this moment, Song Zhizhi's heart seemed to pop out of his throat.

The dark clouds were blown away by the night wind, and the shallow moonlight shone down, and Song only saw clearly that in his arms was a little cat with ears dyed like ink and a snow-white body.

The little cat is very good-looking, especially a pair of blue eyes, which seem to hide the whole star.

Song only seemed to fall into the eyes of the little meow, and after a while, she came back to her senses, turned her head and saw that it was a few stray cats, chasing the little meow.

She breathed a sigh of relief and gently rubbed the little meow's head: "Little cutie, are you being bullied, you don't have to be afraid of my sister." ”

She drove away the stray cat that bullied the weak, holding the little cat in one hand and pushing the bicycle home with the other.

"Little one, you're hungry."

Song only put the little meow on the bed, turned around and walked to the kitchen: "You wait, my sister will go and get you something to eat." ”

Little Meow jumped onto the computer desk and looked around at the bedroom, which was only a dozen square meters, with only a bed and a computer desk in the room, which was neat and clean.

The cat squinted very humanly, and its gaze was fixed on the clock on the wall.

One o'clock in the morning.

His eyes shrank suddenly.

Originally, he was sleeping in a large soft bed, when he suddenly felt a strong force that threw him into the air and flew out of the window, disturbing several stray cats who were looking for food in the garbage cans, and launched a fierce chase against him.

If he was not mistaken, the person who threw him out should have ......

"Cutie."

A woman's voice interrupted his thoughts.

She suddenly picked up the little meow, buried her face in his chest and rubbed hard: "In the future, you will live with your sister, is it okay for your sister to call you cute?" ”

Cutie!

Cute!

Xiao Meow Mi was stunned for a moment, and the next second, she quickly pressed her two white and chubby little paws against the woman's face, and used all her strength to hope to be able to distance herself from her.

Let me go! You damn woman, you, you......

How dare you ......

Song only put the little meow on the bed, smiled and bent his eyes, and gently scratched his chin: "Mengmeng, look what my sister got you." ”

She took out a ham sausage and shook it in front of the little meow like a treasure.

The little meow was very helpless, and even looked at her and felt redundant, and curled up her body.

Song was only stunned, and sure enough, every cat owner was cold.

She didn't feel embarrassed, put the ham sausage nearby, and then took off her clothes and walked into the bathroom.

Little Meow poked her head out of the bed, her blue eyes seemed to hide the Milky Way, and he glanced at the ham sausage next to him with disdain, and then glanced at the ...... on the ground Undergarments.

Raunchy woman.

A flash of disdain flashed in his eyes, and he jumped straight from the bed to the windowsill.

The little meow was just about to jump down, but suddenly her body stiffened and she shrank her neck back.

So high!

Why don't you jump in?

Don't they all say that cats have nine lives?

Little Meow thought about it and gave up.

God knows if it's a fake, in case it falls into a meatloaf......

Eventually, he changed course and planned to leave through the gate.

"Little Mengmeng, don't stand on the windowsill, beware of falling."

Song only picked up the little meow, close to his chest, gently touched his snow-white hair, and looked at him with very doting eyes.

This woman ......

She unexpectedly, unexpectedly, only wrapped a bath towel, because of her own relationship, that bath towel had a faint tendency to slip, that looming......

He only felt that his head was dizzy, and let Song only lie on the bed with him in his arms.

The little meow struggled a few times, but she couldn't do it, so she could only let Song only hold it, and after a while, there was an even breathing sound in his ears.

He used all his strength and just emerged from the bed, but before he could get out, Song only turned over and directly pressed his cat face with her small breasts, which were not plump.

"Meow Meow ......"

Feeling unable to breathe for a moment, he waved his little paws wildly, hoping to escape the woman's "claws".

The attempt was fruitless, so he had no choice but to let Song only change his sleeping position and bury his head in her chest, and gradually, gradually, his eyelids became heavier and heavier......

An alarm clock woke up Song Zhizhi on the bed, and she touched the alarm clock on the bedside table in a daze, and slapped it hard, groping her way out of bed.

Fluttering!

The little cat sprang out of the bed.

Finally able to get rid of this woman.

He ran towards the door quickly, seeing that he was less than three meters away from the door, Song only walked out of the bathroom, and in a daze, he stepped on the little chubby paws of the little meow.

"Meow!"

The poor little cat jumped two meters high and rushed into the ...... on the side

Well?!

What is it?

Two bags, and two straps.

"Little pervert, you're not good, you actually got into your sister's underwear." She turned her underwear wickedly and completely trapped the little meow: "My sister is going to be late for work, you obediently wait at home for my sister to come back." ”

Song only changed his clothes, and before going out, he didn't forget to give Xiao Meow a flying kiss.

Little Meow squinted, calculated the timing, and was ready to rush out as fast as possible at the moment when the woman opened the door, and quickly escaped from here.

It's just that the little meow didn't count the shoulder straps of the underwear......

"Bang", a rush spread in the room, the little cat with an angelic appearance, disappeared after a sound, at the same time, the little cat was originally located, there was a man, his hands were still tied by the shoulder straps of the woman's underwear.

The man's skin was fair and delicate, but not morbidly pale, with long and narrow phoenix eyes, with oriental mystery and nobility, he broke free of the straps of his underwear and slowly stood up.

He glanced at the clock, and the second hand swept past the minute hand for a second.

Eight and one seconds.

On time, he changed back to human form.

On the day Shen Lang was born, the sky fell into the purple gold hammer, the Xuanzhen flame changed in nine days, and a mysterious old man came to the wind and told the old man of the Shen family that there was a catastrophe when Shen Lang was 28 years old, and the Shen family trembled for 27 years, and they were afraid of this day.

But no one thought that this day would still come, but ......

This catastrophe is also too dramatic, Shen Lang, who is famous in the Shen Group and even the whole of Asia, is a cold and arrogant president during the day, and at night he will become a proud little cat.

If it's a handsome Ashra, it's okay, he's still a cute cloth! Idol! Cat!