When the female cat gave birth to a kitten, Tang Mian was sitting on the sofa in a daze every day.

Xu was a little uncomfortable when she gave birth, and the sound of the female cat seemed very worrying.

The terrible meow made Tang Mu subconsciously look at it.

There are five blue velvet balls piled up next to the female cat, and the newborn kitten has not yet opened its eyes, and its whole body is covered with long, soft fluff, like a chubby, round ball.

Despite the fact that she already has five dumplings around, the female cat doesn't seem to be finished giving birth.

It screamed in pain, and its body, which was usually strong and powerful, was now weak and weak in the cat's nest, twitching slightly, looking like a gossamer.

Tang Lu became overwhelmed, he knew that the mother cat was in pain now, but he didn't know how to help him.

Even, he couldn't even shout out loudly for someone who could make a difference, something that only needed a few words to solve.

Such a helpless feeling made Tang Mian a little depressed, he was full of anxiety, but he could only keep everything in his heart and hold back.

After about half an hour, a snow ball smaller than all the blue velvet balls descended the mother cat. The body slips off.

After giving birth to this kitten, the mother cat had exhausted all her strength and lay exhausted on the mat, gasping for breath with her mouth open.

Unlike the kittens under Mr., the last born cat is covered with snow-white fluff, its limbs have not yet stretched, and its small body is curled up together, looking like a white snowball from a distance.

Although they were only small balls that could not be seen, the kittens already had the instinct to forage for food, and they began to lean under the cat's mother's body, and their red little mouths moved up and down, as if they were looking for something.

After resting for a while, the mother cat regained some strength.

She looked at the babies around her, her eyes kind and loving.

Then, it stuck out its tongue and licked the babies one by one.

When it was the turn of the youngest snow ball, the mother cat licked and played with it for a long time.

After the cat's mother's saliva offensive, the little snow ball was soaked all over, and even water droplets dripped down its fur.

Gu Tingcheng only has the memories of the original owner's past, and does not have the memories of the original owner's complete life and the plot of the small world, he can only rely on the prompt sound in his head and his own intuition to explore the possible direction little by little.

His gaze involuntarily fell on the kitten nestled beneath the mother cat's body.

Three days have passed, and when it was born, it was completely open, and the color of its coat changed from snow-white to the same silver-blue as that of its mother, except that it was covered with a layer of soft fetal hair.

Somehow, when Gu Qingcheng saw the kitten, a sense of familiarity suddenly appeared in his heart.

That familiarity did not come from the original owner's body, but from the depths of his own soul.

Could it be that I've seen this cat before?

With a little doubt, Gu Qingcheng slowly approached the kitten.

The closer he got, the faster his heart became, and when he was only one step away from the kitten, his heart was pounding like a drum.

Gu Tingcheng stretched out a hand and gently covered his heart, where in addition to the abnormal rapid beating, there was a feeling of anxiety similar to the cowardice of homesickness