Shaqima shattered to the ground, not only the masterpiece of the orange cat, but also the masterpiece of the cow cat. The cow cat used Shaqima as a football, rushed around, and then bit down and began to eat.

The ball pinched a lychee, verdant with a rust-colored shell, covered with protruding origins, and was peeled off for a moment, biu!

The white and transparent flesh was exposed, the juice was sprinkled like raindrops, and the little black cat shook its body and ran away.

"Lend me a wipe." The sweet lychee juice on the handle of the ball rubbed onto the rice cake cat.

The rice cake cat wanted to hide, but the ball had already rubbed the lychee water on it, and rubbed a hand of hair and changed it to a human, which is called hair loss.

"Shrimp balls! Shrimp balls! "A milk cat ran around with a milky voice, fell, got up again, and fell again. I don't have much strength in my legs and feet. The little paw was powdered, looking curiously at the world, at the first human it had seen.

"My name is Xiaoqiu, not shrimp ball." The ball leans down and gently touches the cat's nose with her index finger. The little milk cat thinks that humans all over the world can talk to it, and they treat it gently, and they are not defensive against humans at all.

"Wow, shrimp balls! Aqiu! "The eyes of the milk cat are blue and misty, gray and greasy, and the sneezing is often gray and bearable.

"Don't be so harsh on unweaned cats." The rice cake cat stood in front of the milk cat, "Call me, Miss Rice Cake!" ”

"Milk cake, Kosuke." The pink tongue, covered in white hair, sticks to a little gray stain, like a mini rice cake.

"Follow me, no shower." The rice cake cat lies next to the little milk cat and wants to train a little apprentice.

"Then I'm grown up, please eat hair cream." The little milk cat still doesn't know what kind of hair cream is delicious. I only know that big cats have to eat a little bit every day.

Inviting you to eat hair cream sounds like inviting you to eat lotus seed soup, there is a feeling of mixing well, and the claws are allied.

"Hey~" Xiaoqiu smirked, she had always named small animals after food, and she was named Shrimp Ball by a very lethal little milk cat, which was gratifying.

"Vanilla ice cream wall paint has arrived." A package is delivered in a transparent pipe, and the rice cake cat stands at the exit and waits.

It's not fun to throw a cake on the wall only on an annual birthday, and the custom-made vanilla ice cream paint is an edible material that has a paint effect but no paint ingredients.

Beautiful and delicious, it lowers the temperature in the room, and the special sweet ingredients won't attract ants and other bugs. There are also anteaters in the base, which can effectively prevent termites from destroying wooden buildings.

I ordered a milk cake paint and catnip powder paint for cats to grind their teeth. As long as you apply it to the surface of the furniture, you are not afraid of cats scratching the furniture.

"Add two more bags of hot pot base!" Chef Kiki is busy in the kitchen.

"Let's paint together." The little ball called the little milk cat together, the little milk cat will not close its paws, it is still a soft little baby, the barb on the tongue has not grown, and it is licked to the back of the hand when feeding it water, which is particularly soft.

"Let's drink the milk powder first." The goat milk powder is soaked at just the right temperature, the little ball holds a bottle to feed the little milk cat, the parents of the little milk cat, and other litters of cats are sleeping in the nest, only it is the most lively and loves to break through, running around.

"It's quite like when I was a kid." The rice cake cat stretched out and stretched out a big lazy waist.

The little milk cat held the bottle in its two front paws and drank it full, "Hiccup." Is it like a hot pot? ”

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sp; The milk cat didn't say the wrong word this time.

"It's a kind of food. In the future, I will call you hot pot. "The ball is named **.

"Okay. Shrimp balls. Hot pot, rice cake. "The little milk kitten's belly is bulging, and the skin under the white cat fur is the color of pink.

The orange cat chestnut meows around the mother who is cooking. Mom threw it half an egg yolk, "I can't run anymore after eating, and I still have to eat." ”

The ball opens the bucket of vanilla ice cream paint, and the cold ice cream is steaming. Pushing the rollers and rolling on the wall, the walls were cold in a while. The room was filled with the coldness of the smell of vanilla.

Catnip putty powder has also arrived, all of which are ingredients, and there are no chemical raw materials. In addition, a dining table was delivered, and the wood-colored part of the table was made of biscuits, and the outside was wrapped in coffee-colored chocolate ingredients, and the table itself was edible.

Rub a layer of mint powder on the dining table and wardrobe, cats like to scratch anyway, and put three layers on the wooden floor.

The rice cake cat was responsible for the application of catnip, which attracted a bunch of cats of all sizes to come to watch, roll and splash, and the scene was uncontrollable for a while.

The kitten jumped up to get enough paint, the paint bucket was too high for it, and the little ball gave it a small plate and put some paint on it, "Use catnip when you grow up!" "Is catnip the privilege of adult cats, just like humans drink alcohol, they get drunk.

"Oh." The little milk cat put its paws into the ice cream, soft and delicate, and a small paw print was recessed, "Uhh "Chilled. The other front paw was attached to the ice cream pan and then knocked on the wall, and various mini paw prints appeared on the furniture and walls.

"Whew, it's finally done." The ball lay on its back on the ground, and the furniture and walls were refreshed.

"Well, it's finally over." The little milk cat lies on the ground, writes the appearance of a small ball, and then begins to doze off mode.

The little milk cat looked dumbfounded, and then trembled, "Sand." ”

"What sand?" The little ball didn't react, and the little milk cat was going to poop.

The rice cake cat quickly pushed the litter box over, bit the kitten's neck and picked it up, and put it in the litter box, "Pull it." ”

The little milk cat looks very hard, its ears are trembling, and it has not yet grasped where to exert its strength, and its strength is a little scattered.

"Brush your teeth before you go to bed." The rice cake cat squinted and looked up.

"Squinting eyes are monsters." Xiaoqiu, who didn't want to brush his teeth, turned around and went into the bathroom and poured some warm water into the cup.

Squeeze the toothpaste on the toothbrush, stuff it in your mouth, and think, what a strange taste. The more you brush it, the more strange it becomes, how is it jujube-colored?

"Transform ...... Hair cream? "The rice cake cat jumped on the washstand, and his standing posture was not graceful.

"Given to the shrimp balls. It's very nutritious, you have to eat it every day, otherwise you'll spit out hairballs. "The milk cat felt that the toothpaste of the ball tasted spicy to the eyes, so she hid the toothpaste.

Xiaoqiu thought to herself, I, I don't need to eat hair cream, and there are no barbs on people's tongues. Aggrieved, I still want to thank the little milk cat, "I will obediently eat the hair cream, and you can go to sleep obediently." The little ball touched the cat's little brain, and the little milk cat followed the rice cake cat and stomped back to the cat's nest.

Xiaoqiu changed to lemon-flavored sea salt toothpaste, brushed his teeth and followed the rice cake cat, and five little milk cats lay next to the cat mother, "It's terrible, five little trick-or-treaters?" "The milk cats are clumped into hairballs, and they fall asleep as if they are dreaming, kicking their hind legs a few times, trembling their ears a few times, and moving their mouths as if they are drinking milk, and burrowing into the arms of the mother cat.

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