The pitiful cry of the little milk cat attracted the attention of the cat mother who was lying on the side of the cat nest to take a nap.

The mother cat opened her sleepy eyes, stretched, and paced to the still tumbling dill.

Meow? "What's wrong with you, Pimple?" The mother cat looked at her baby who was rolling in pain and asked with concern.

Pimples? What the heck!

Dill was very shocked by this name, although her heart refused, but still could not change the "affectionate name" of the cat mother to herself.

Meow~"Bao Pimple, tell your mother if you are uncomfortable." ”

Meow~"Bao Pimple, where do you hurt, you talk quickly." ”

Meow~"Bao pimple, don't roll around, don't hurt your bones, come to your mother to hug." ”

The mother cat asked for a long time, and when she saw that the pimple was still rolling on the ground without making a sound, she was a little anxious.

"Snap" she pressed her paw on the pimple's little belly, stopping her from continuing to roll.

Then the mother cat ignored her baby's struggle, and lovingly arched her into the soft fur under her belly.

The slender claws gently stroked the pimple, fluffy back, again and again, and hummed a rhythmic lullaby in his mouth.

Slowly, the tingling sensation in Dill receded, and only the congested feeling of memory accumulation was too late to sort out.

Then the intellect of the mind repelled the instincts of the creatures, and at last took over, and she reined in her little claws, which were waving wildly, and curled up quietly.

Seeing that her pimple was soothed, the mother cat lowered her head and licked the baby's face in distress.

Meow~"Bao Pimple, is it better now, and what else is uncomfortable?" ”

Wet saliva dill

Meow. "It's okay just now, but I'm a little hungry."

Dill rubbed her face against the cat's mother's fur and casually uttered a reason.

The mother cat watched her own pimple sticking to her side, rubbing coquettishly (in fact, it was disgusted to wipe the saliva off her face), and the maternal love that was already overflowing in her heart burst instantly.

The mother cat leaned down on her side and gently patted the pimple's fluffy little head.

Meow~"Bao Pimple, come and eat." ”

Infants? Before Dill could react, a string of kittens had already gathered around him.

The little milk cats meow and whisper beside the cat mother, and they also want to feed.

Meow! "You only ate it an hour ago, don't be coquettish, go to bed." The mother cat is a little less gentle with the other kittens.

Meow? A little chubby blue cat with a tiger head and a tiger brain glanced at Bao Pimple angrily, and said to the cat mother pitifully: "Didn't Bao Pimple just eat it, why can she still eat milk, we can't?" ”

Meow! The mother cat stood up, her green eyes narrowed slightly, and her expression became a little stern: "Bao Pimple is your little sister, are you embarrassed to grab rations with your sister?" ”

A group of little milk cats were scolded by the cat mother with their little heads lowered, drooping their short straight little tails and walking away.

Seeing the other babies, An An went to sleep, and the mother cat lay down contentedly and meowed towards the pimple.

"Okay, the brothers and sisters who grabbed the rations with you are gone, Bao Pimple, come and eat."