The stiff facial lines of the little master seemed to have softened, and he looked at the pimple with a focused and gentle gaze.

He no longer seemed to be as withdrawn and closed as usual, and his hand caressed the belly of the pimple as if he was very happy.

The mother cat is a little tangled in her heart.

For the fact that her treasure pimple is leaning up to touch someone's belly, her heart refuses.

But the person who touched his stomach was his little master, the little master who was pitiful and finally changed a little.

After hanging her head for a while, the mother cat chose to "turn a blind eye", and she fell on the mat again, squinting her eyes.

The little master has been a lonely person since he was a child, and it is also strange and pitiful. Since the pimple can get his attention and make him willing to get in close contact, let him go.

The mother cat is also older, and her lifespan is these two years.

If she leaves, the most reassuring thing in her heart is these young cubs.

If Bao Pimple can become the intimate playmate of the little master, then her future life can be regarded as guaranteed.

Presumably, when the time comes, Bao Pimple will also take care of his brothers and sisters. In this way, you will be able to rest assured.

Thinking of this, the emotion in the cat's mother's heart was stirred again, she turned sideways and stuck out her tongue, wanting to lick the little face of the pimple again to express her love.

However, the moment she approached her own pimple, she was picked up high and lifted to a height she couldn't reach.

Meow! The mother cat looked at the little owner with some anger. "Don't think that if I allow you to be my family's pimple playmate, you can act recklessly, hurry up, put down the pimple, put it down!"

Gu Tingcheng, who picked up the treasure pimple, silently breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

He lowered his head and met the mother cat's angry gaze.

Under the watchful eye of the mother cat, he not only did not let go of the pimple, but instead held it and took a few steps back, farther away from the mother cat.

Whether this little milk cat likes to be licked or not, Gu Qingcheng doesn't know and has no interest in knowing. He only knew that his family Ah Ma would not be able to get used to this kind of wet "saliva love" no matter what.

Sensing that the stroking on his belly stopped, the pimple twisted in Gu Qingcheng's arms with some discomfort.

Well? Wrong.

Why isn't the cushion soft, but hard?

Bao Pimple opened his eyes, and the small pale yellow eyes were like fine glass, reflecting the light of ignorance, and the hearts of the people melted.

The drowsiness gradually dissipated, and dill's consciousness slowly returned.

He was now being held in Tang Mian's arms, looking at him affectionately with warm eyes.

Huh, affectionate gaze?

Something seems to be wrong.

After all, the brain of the little milk cat is not as precise as that of humans, and even the thinking ability of dill has degraded a little.

She opened her wide, round eyes and looked at the magnified face above her head.

In the original plot, although it is said that Tang Mian and the little blue cat are very close to each other, it is only a relationship between the owner and the pet, and there are no other emotions that cross the line.

However, the eyes of the owner in front of him were filled with some deep and strong emotion.

Under his gaze, the little blue cat's body felt slightly uncomfortable, its long coat shook gently, and its little soft body shrank slightly, trembling incessantly.