It's a vast wasteland, a land of dead silence.

There was a small fluffy little animal that opened its eyes in a fog, it was cute for a moment, and soon the beast's pupils flashed, and the pupils stood in a line, breaking free from a warm embrace. I saw that its soft and cute little claws stretched out of its cold claws, and opened a mouthful of sharp teeth to bite the human behind it, and with just one stroke, the fragile white and tender little neck would be splashed with blood.

However, when its sharp teeth just touched the fragile skin, it somehow stretched out its soft little tongue and licked it. The little animal seemed to be frightened and jumped out, it stopped in the distance and licked the claws on its claws in confusion, and soon pounced more ferociously, gently licking the white and tender little face.

After so many times, the puzzled little animal finally gave up.

Zhang Xiaojuan didn't know how long he had been asleep, and in a daze, he felt as if something was pressing on his chest, and the force was not very heavy, stepping back and forth between his chest and collarbone. There is also a feeling of stepping on both cheeks, and you can feel a slight breath on the wings of your nose, and the taste is light and light like orange blossoms in April. Then her lips seemed to be licked repeatedly by something wet, as if the licking was not enjoyable, and the slippery feeling moved to the base of her ear, and a fluffy thing pressed against her mouth and tried to stuff it inside.

Although the brain was still a little confused, the sensitive ear roots were licked and trembled, mixed with a trace of pain, Zhang Xiaojuan's conditioned reflex was faster than everything, and he quickly raised his hand to wave away the fluffy thing on his cheeks, opened her eyes, she sat up with a swish, only to feel the white shadow in front of her flicker, fast like a meteor.

A dirty and fluffy little white guy squatted not far away and looked at her vigilantly, the white fur on his tail was attached to him, his limbs were tense and straight, his ears were erected high, and a pair of gray beast pupils stared at her coldly, in a posture of pounce at any time.

Zhang Xiaojuan was stunned for a moment, her head quickly became clear, she wiped her mouth vigorously, and yelled angrily.

"Little furball!"

The decibels are a bit high.

The little furball straightened up in surprise and jumped back a meter away, and once again straightened his posture and looked at her vigilantly, his eyes seemed to shine with a kind of eagerness.

Uh? Something seems wrong?

Zhang Xiaojuan stared at the little furball in front of her and thought for a moment, and soon she found that her little furball had become smaller, and it was still an adult big cat before, but now it has shrunk to the size of a full moon.

Zhang Xiaojuan was speechless in surprise, what's going on?

Then she found something even more surprising, she found that she had also become smaller, the original knee-length cotton skirt was now ankle-length, loose and loose on the body like a big noodle bag, the round and moderate neckline also became larger, obliquely tilted to the side to reveal more delicate shoulders, and the close-fitting underwear was also empty on the body, the body suddenly returned to the appearance it was when it was not developed.

Zhang Xiaojuan suddenly thought of something, she quickly touched her hair, short hair to her ears, thick natural curls, and a small fresh wound at the base of her left ear?

Thoughts flipped, Zhang Xiaojuan remembered that when she was promoted to junior high school at the age of twelve, the school began to standardize management, requiring boys to cut their heads flat, and girls to keep short hair with ears, and it happened that on her birthday, her father took her downstairs to Aunt Wang's barber shop to cut her short hair, because she was excited to move, and the root of her ear was also scratched a small wound.

Are you suddenly twelve years old again?

At the age of twelve, she cut her hair short for the first time, without the restraint of rubber bands, and her natural curls became very arrogant, and her classmates made fun of her for wearing a sheep curly hat.

What else happened that year?

That year, the big scroll suddenly disappeared.

Zhang Xiaojuan gently touched a fluffy curly hair, "It seems to be more curly, it's good! This is more like a big curl!" Zhang Xiaojuan muttered.

The atmosphere suddenly became sad,

The little furball seemed to have a sense, tilted its head and looked at Zhang Xiaojuan suspiciously, the white hair on its tail stretched out, unconsciously swaying gently, and the gray pupils stared at Zhang Xiaojuan's hand tightly and the fluffy and soft curly hair.

Zhang Xiaojuan adjusted her mood, she knew that Dajuan didn't want her to be sad. She took off her baggy underwear, took off the two shoulder straps and twisted them into a belt, tightened the wide cotton skirt and lifted it up at the waist to fit it a little better.

Looking at the underwear thrown on the ground again, Zhang Xiaojuan almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood. At this moment, the little furball god was curled up in the left cup of her underwear, looking very satisfied with this seamless underwear, and a pair of gray beast eyes looked at her.

"Little furball, you get up for me!" decibel reached a new high.

The little furball jumped into the right cup in shock.

Zhang Xiaojuan rushed forward angrily, and the little hairball jumped away in twos and threes, yelling at her. She shook off the ash from her underwear, took out the inner pad and stuffed it into her shoes, which suddenly fit much better.

The little furball flicked its tail left and right, the gray beast pupils squinted slightly, and the legs rushed over like lightning, and the target went straight to Zhang Xiaocurly's head, and the soft and fluffy curls were just making a nest.

The top of her head suddenly sank, and the pain of her scalp being pulled made Zhang Xiaojuan react quickly, and she was so angry that she grabbed the small hairball on the top of her head.

"Get down!"

The little furball is not a kitten, it doesn't meow cutely, it squats in the curly hair, stretches out sharp claws in the flesh, and tightly grasps the thick fluffy hair, even if it is grabbed by Zhang Xiaojuan and pulled outside, it is still whining and reluctant to let go.

Zhang Xiaocurly's hair was torn painfully, and her scalp was scratched a few times by the claws, she didn't dare to move roughly, Wen Yan coaxed the little ancestor on her head, and she didn't dare to use a lot of strength in her hand, so she could only gently and slowly pick it down.

Zhang Xiaojuan is now only a teenager's small body, and although the little furball is only the size of a milk cat, it has a strange force, and one person and one beast are deadlocked.

Zhang Xiaojuan was afraid that the claws of the little furball would scratch him, so he could only give up first.

As soon as the strength of his hand was loosened, the little furball whined, and happily returned to Zhang Xiaojuan's head, obediently lying in the curly hair to reveal a pair of gray animal pupils, like a hen in a nest.

"I'm scared of you. Zhang Xiaojuan admits defeat, but he also has three chapters of the law, whether it understands it or not, and said seriously: "Let's say okay first, don't scratch me with your claws, don't tear off a single of my hair, don't and pee on my head!"

The little furball purrs and sounds a bit like a cat making a gesture of goodwill.

One man and one beast finally became harmonious.

Wait, it seems that you have forgotten something? Zhang Xiaojuan scratched his head and thought about it, by the way, that strange plant whose fruit can rejuvenate people. But where did it go? Zhang Xiaojuan always felt weird, and he always felt that something was missing, it turned out that this strange plant had disappeared out of thin air.

There was nothing suspicious on the ground except for the yellow-brown gravel, Zhang Xiaojuan dug in the gravel for a while, his fingers were worn out and nothing was gouged out, it was so strange! Could it be that this plant could not run away with long legs?

The little furball on top of his head began to get impatient, clutching his hair and whining.

"Little furball, you know where it went, right?" asked Zhang Xiaojuan tentatively.

The gray eyes of the little hairball flashed, and the curls on both sides were pulled to the abdomen and stepped on them with their paws, squatting.

"Don't worry, I won't snatch it from you, I'm just curious, why do you say that after eating its fruit, you are ten years younger? And I feel full of energy now, I can go up ten floors in one breath, and I can kill a tiger with one punch. ”

Hehe, a little exaggerated.

Woohoo woo.

will whine, Zhang Xiaojuan doesn't expect to get an answer from Xiao Maoqiu, she just doesn't want to be alone like a few days ago, and she doesn't even have someone to talk to.

She looked around, "We're going to get out of this place quickly, but in which direction should we go?" Zhang Xiaojuan turned around a few times, stopped and pointed forward with his right hand, "That's it!"

There was a trace of pain on the scalp, and the gray eyes of the little hairball were half-narrowed, and they roared with a whin.

Zhang Xiaojuan bared her teeth in pain, she reached out to touch her head, and finally touched the ears of the little hairball, and pinched it lightly or heavily as punishment, "Article 1 of the third chapter of the law, don't scratch my head!"

The four fangs of the little furball flashed threateningly, and the two claws held her thumb and took it into her mouth fiercely, menacingly... Bite lightly and lick your wet little tongue again.

Zhang Xiaojuan could feel the sharpness of the little furball's fangs, and her fingers were tickled by its licking, and she had to use the experience of teasing cats to deal with it.

The chin was gently tickled, the little hairball enjoyed the slight squinting, there was a small snoring sound in the throat, the small mouth opened unconsciously, and Zhang Xiaojuan took the opportunity to pull out his fingers.

Finally, under the wise guidance of the little furball, Zhang Xiaojuan chose the right direction, and one man and one beast walked firmly forward.