The author walked on the tree-lined path, touching his waist that had flashed for a long time, like an old man, wandering, thinking about life, thinking about the origin of the universe, the music in the headphones made people feel like they had stepped on a fallen leaf for a while, and became a deciduous superman to save the world, and for a while he felt that he was a supervillain who blew up the kitchen, and for a while he was so sad that he wanted to eat thirty burgers in one go.

Suddenly, the author saw a gray-black tail, the tail flicked, quickly retracted, and the sound of brushing in the grass.

Xia Yan replied: It's okay, it's not a wild boar (sigh and vomit, stay).

Rice Cake Cat: It's over! When other humans discover the secrets of the base, it's over.

Xia Yanhui: Rabbit paper! Where to run!

The shadows of the trees are reflected in the river.

Rice Cake Cat: It turned out to be a little female ghost! The enemy is very red when he sees each other, he looks down and doesn't look up, and he pulls out a knife to help when he sees injustice!

The little ball walked over with ice cream.

(I thought the ball was Xia Yanhui.,It turns out it's not at all.,Of course.,Little ball Lori,The little female ghost is a second nerd)

In parentheses are the speeches of the birds and the cats.

Xia Yanhui wears a small animal language translator: It seems that my reputation in the animal world is miserable. Walked away.

Rice cake cat: Where to run. I planted this tree, I opened this road, if you want to cross this road, take out the cat grass! (The rice cake cat lifts one of its paws, with the pad facing up)

Xiaoqiu patted the meat pad: Don't call Xia Yan back to the little female ghost.

Rice Cake Cat: I'm an isolated cat.

Just as the rice cake cat was walking away, he was picked up by Xia Yanhui, and the author's mushroom is not an ordinary mushroom.

Xia Yanhui: Don't scream, it's useless to call. It's useless to scream. The flesh on the legs is really fat. It's a good cat.

The rice cake cat is rubbed to the point of deformation.

Rice Cake Cat: You! Describe me, a little girl, as loving and obscene, and moving her claws and legs.

The helpless rice cake cat looks at the little ball, and the little ball is talking to the birds.

Xiaoqiu: Oooooo

Rice Cake Cat: Hmph, you must have a secret to tell.

At this time, I heard a child in the distance talking about a kitten.

Looking in the direction from which the voice came, a little white cat with a black mouth was coquettish towards passers-by.

Xia Yan replied: It's terrible, run out to cheat and cheat.

The little white cat, also known as the little white, was mistaken for homeless and ate and drank on the side of the road.

Xiaobai: Nonsense, I'm an artist.

Rice cake cat: Sure enough, the eldest brother has a set.