Miao Qingqing didn't think that the little milk cat was really responding to her, she gently tapped the tip of the little milk cat's nose.

"Even if you like my computer, you can't jump around it, and if it breaks, I don't have the money to buy a new one."

Miao Qingqing put the little milk cat back into the milk carton, "You stay here obediently, and when I'm done, I'll teach you to play games with your mobile phone." ”

Miao Qingqing came and went in a hurry and left the room in a hurry, and Ouyang Xun was lying in the milk carton alive, looking at the ceiling in a daze.

Could it be that he will be a cat for the rest of his life?

No, this is absolutely not!

Computers are never going to be available now, and he must at least know how far away this place is from his house! There was no information about him on the Internet, so he looked for an opportunity to sneak out and find Bailixi.

Ouyang Xun was full of power again, he jumped out of the milk carton and ran to the bed, and then slowly slipped on the ground with the sheets.

He wanted to get out and take a look.

Looking at the door blocking in front of him, Ouyang Xun clawed deeply, and scratched his paw on the door.

Stupid, open the door for me!

Miao Qingqing and Han Shuqin were making dumplings while watching a TV series in the kitchen, where could they hear the sound of the cat scratching the door.

Ouyang Xun listened attentively, but when he didn't get a response, he scratched his paw again.

Miao Wenyao had just returned from a party, humming a song in a good mood, throwing his backpack on the floor, and then bending down to change his shoes.

He heard the sound of a cat scratching the door, and he glanced towards the kitchen, then followed the sound in his slippers.

The voice came from my sister's room.

Ouyang Xun was scratching the door with his left paw and right paw, and suddenly the door was opened, and before he could withdraw his paw, he scratched Miao Wenyao's trouser leg.

Miao Wenyao: ......

My sister seems to have a very temperamental cat.

Miao Wenyao pinched the skin on the back of the kitten's neck and lifted the cat up.

Ouyang Xungang also felt a little sorry for scratching someone's pants, but he was pinched and lifted up, and he was immediately angry.

The two little claws scratched towards Miao Wenyao vigorously.

"Yo~! Little thing, the temper is not small! ”

Miao Wenyao held the little milk cat, his gaze was level with that of the little milk kitten, and no matter how the little milk kitten's paws fluttered, they were finally one centimeter away from the tip of his nose.

"Little thing, you're scratching!"

Miao Wenyao raised his eyebrows proudly.

Ouyang Xun was furious.

Damn it!

This can be regarded as a tiger falling in Pingyang and being bullied by dogs!

He has short arms and legs, and he can't scratch that guy at all!

Miao Qingqing heard the sound of the door closing, tilted her head from the kitchen and looked out, and saw that her brother was bullying the little milk cat, so she hurriedly ran over and snatched the little milk cat from her brother and held it in her arms.

"Brother~! Don't bully my meow. ”

Miao Wenyao felt a toothache.

"You're meowing, it's like you're not mine!" Miao Wenyao raised his hand and flicked his sister's brain, "Where did you get such an ugly cat?" ”

"Picked it up." Miao Qingqing gently smoothed the hair of the little milk cat.

Ouyang Xun glared at Miao Wenyao angrily, it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years!

"No wonder it's so ugly!" Miao Wenyao also wanted to reach out to bully the cat.

Miao Qingqing turned around and dodged.

"Brother, my meow is not ugly!"

The corners of Miao Wenyao's mouth twitched, "Not only is he ugly, but his name is also ugly." ”

"Brother!" Miao Qingqing was so angry that her mouth pursed.

Han Shuqin looked at a pair of children with amusement, "Wen Yao, don't bully your little sister." ”