Back in my tree hole, a sweet smell came to my nose. Even if you don't eat that honey, it's a pleasure to smell it.

I lay on my bed contented, my head full of chaotic thoughts.

It's only been one day, and so much has happened.

I thought that I would be able to live a good life after becoming a rat, but who knew that there would be more troubles than ants.

My bed was made of palm trees, and I slept on it okay, but I didn't have a quilt.

If tomorrow's trip goes well, I can also take the sheep and make a quilt of ice silk.

Because although my Dalmatian hair is beautiful, it is not human clothes after all, and I have no tendency to self-harm when I want to take it off in such a hot summer.

I fantasized about a quilt wrapped in ice silk and a deep sleep while eating Häagen-Dazs.

Before dawn, I was woken up by the loud sound of a military trumpet.

Ahh

I jumped up and said, "It's over...... It's time to gather, and I haven't folded tofu cubes yet......"

When I tore my eyes open, I realized that I had committed a sequelae of military training.

In other words, when I first registered as a college freshman, I entered a busy military training career.

One day, just after the assembly, the instructor said, "I have something to ask for leave!" ”

I raised my hand and said weakly, "Report!" I've got something! ”

The instructor walked over with his hands behind his back, and all the students looked ahead, but their ears drifted to me.

The instructor looked at me condescendingly: "What's the matter with you?" ”

I was a little embarrassed, poked my head out and whispered, "I...... My great aunt is here! ”

The instructor's face remained unchanged, and it was clear that he had become more immune to this kind of problem for us girls.

"You are the spring light of room 202 with 2 beds?"

I was stunned, could it be that my appearance was very impressive?

I don't remember anything special about me being able to make a handsome instructor who many girls remember by memorizing names.

He led two classes of nearly 100 people, and we didn't know each other for more than three days.

I was a little apprehensive and stammered: "I ...... I'm ......"

In fact, one of my little hearts was about to pop out, and I thought I must not confess to me or anything, I don't want to be drowned by the spittle of my female classmates.

Who knew that the instructor quietly handed over something and put it directly in the palm of his hand with his nose enlarged legs.

I squeezed it hard, and it was soft and a little elastic......

My face immediately burned like chicken blood, and I thought, "Dizzy! This instructor actually has such a perverted habit, and he actually carries with him the seven-dimensional space of 'moving if you want to, sitting or not sitting'? ”

The instructor said to me, "Since you don't want to train outdoors, let's change to indoors." I don't expect your quilt to fold into tofu cubes, at least you give me a whole loaf of bread too, and don't make me think it's a bunch of pickles. From now on, go back to the dormitory and fold the quilt 300 times! ”

I suddenly felt a basin of ice water pour cold on me from the beginning, and I cried three hundred times while pinching the Panpan French soft bread that the instructor gave me.

Now, even if I am willing to fold the quilt 3,000 times, I can't go back to human life.

I walked to the entrance of the cave and looked down to see that the lights of the wooden house were already on, and it seemed that the owner of the house had already risen early.

At this moment, the loud trumpet-like voice sounded again, and I laughed dumbly, it turned out to be a rooster!

The branches of the tree were still dark, and I couldn't see my fingers.

I only heard an ugly bird complaining: "This dead chicken is so annoying, I don't know what to call every day, I just woke up when I fell asleep." ”

Another hoarse voice said, "Okay baby! After several nights of keeping watch without catching a mouse, we will change places at dawn, and then you will not have to eat frogs all the time. ”

I hurriedly retracted my head into the hole, and dared to love that a pair of owls were neighbors with me! Others are tigers plucking whiskers from their mouths, but I am sleeping by the owl pillow. Just thinking about it makes me feel scared.

Luckily, I didn't meet them when I came home last night, otherwise I would have been listening to the rooster crow in someone's stomach now.

Hearing their tone as if they were about to shift positions, I was a little glad that God helped me.

The first owl said: "I heard that there was an outsider in the chicken clan yesterday, and that guy looked like a chicken, but he didn't have chicken feathers, do you think it's funny?" ”

Chapter 2 The owl obviously didn't have the energy, yawned, and said impatiently: "Okay, stop talking, these are all things that the eagle should care about, let's not worry about it." ”

I could only curl up in the cave and wait until dawn for them to leave before going out.

After eating some honey, I fell asleep again.

When the day dawned, the pair of owls were gone.

I tiptoed my pointed head out of the hole, rolled my eyes, and then stood cautiously on the branch.

The wooden house in front of me was a little old, the ripples on the beams were beginning to blur, and a layer of soft moss appeared on the shady side.

There are only two formal rooms in the wooden house, and the side house in the corner is familiar to me, which is the kitchen.

The courtyard is spacious, surrounded by a simple fence made of bamboo, which has been occupied by vines and flowers.

There is a chicken pen in the corner of the yard, and it is still a two-story attic model.

There is a person on the lower floor, with a bloated figure, wearing coarse cloth clothes, holding an old-fashioned pendant bun, and a green cloth wrap on his head.

Rong's mother is cleaning up the chicken manure on the lower layer of the chicken pen, although this woman is fierce and vicious, she is like the real Rong's mother, not to mention, she is very neat at work.

I cast my eyes on the second floor of the chicken pen, a majestic big red rooster walking around with his head held high, and the double cockscomb of the sao bag shook the old elder, for fear that others would not know that he was the king of chickens.

Behind him a flock of hens, apparently his harem, each grooming their feathers, some of them already squatting into the nest.

What is a little incompatible with them is the outsider, if you are taller, slightly larger than the chicken king, compared to the appearance, the chicken king is a red and shiny feather, and this outsider is a red shiny chicken skin.

I suddenly felt a little distressed, although I was also an outsider among the rats, and I looked very different, but Dong Ash and his mother accepted me.

But this bald chicken was directly excluded by the other chickens, squatting alone in the opposite corner, ostracized by the same kind, and ridiculed by the other.

"Springlight!"

Just by hearing the voice, I knew it was East Ash.

I turned my head and looked like the bald chicken.

I saw Dong Ash holding a bouquet of flowers, staring at me with burning eyes, and the depth of concentration was comparable to a thousand-foot peach blossom pond.

My fur can't help but tighten! With a roll of my eyes, I suddenly realized!

Didn't I just say something like "he's having an affair with his mother"? And I apologized afterwards, as for cursing me to death?

Because East Ash is holding a bouquet of white chrysanthemums!

The art of war is cloudy, the enemy does not move, and I will not move! Let's watch!

In about a moment of incense, my thin arms and legs were already shaking like chaff, and the frames of my pea-sized eyes were squeaking and tearing.

East Ash pushed the flowers to my chest, and I immediately jumped to the side, who knew that the white flowers were not behind the dagger or something.

Jing Kexian can hide a short sword on the map, and he can't guess that East Gray will also make this move.

And the direction of his attack is my chest, which is a habitual action as a human girl.

"Please marry me!"

When I looked at it, the cone-shaped tip of East Gray had already formed a 180-degree arc of difficulty, buried in his fluffy white belly. Obviously, it was the first time he had done such a thing, and he didn't feel embarrassed.

Forehead...... I was shocked at first.

Call...... I'm a loose after.

It turns out that this is the one that is singing!

Other people's marriage proposals are red roses, but why is it my turn to be white chrysanthemums! I'm a bit of a messy wind.

Although I was a little angry, I was also careful with the wording: "Actually, winter gray ......"

If you accidentally anger him, like someone on the Internet, you will be all over the street when you are loved, and you will ...... No, it's all over the hole, and it's a big spoiler of scenery.

"We're all still young......"

Before I could finish speaking, Dong suddenly jumped up: "One year old!" It's still small! ”

I wiped my forehead, the sweat was greasy in the hair, I couldn't wipe it off at all, waterfall sweat: "The food I stored is not enough......"

"I have!" Dong Gray's eyes lit up, as if he had seen the dawn of life: "I have 3,600 caves for grain storage, and I have 36,000 caves for the caves, what else is the problem?" ”

Oh my God, did this kid hollow out the whole mountain? It's just a signboard for holes, and it doesn't give other animals a chance to live.

I had an idea, revealing snow-white rat teeth, and the black whiskers on my eyebrows trembled: "Our rat clan has a multiple-birth policy, right?" ”

Dong Gray combed his smooth fur and wagged his tail: "Yes, yes...... We'll ...... then."

I immediately cut off his unrealistic and ambiguous fantasies: "There is a very serious problem! ”

I interrupted him, and he looked at me intently, for some reason.

I narrowed my dark eyes, revealing a hint of cunning: "If I am pregnant at the same time as your mother, who will you take care of first?" ”

His father is a very irresponsible breeder, often the three thousand harem beauties take turns, regardless of whether the hostess in the cave house has a husband or not, he has a way to intervene.

His wife only has East Ash by her side, picking up batches of brothers and sisters.

It's a cruel question, but marrying him is a cruel question for me.

Although he is considered a rich and handsome among the young rats, I can't sell myself for the sake of that unwarranted "finger for marriage"!

Even if I sell it to a lamb kebab shop, and add charcoal fire, I can use my spare heat, and it's worth it.

Of course, Dong Ash definitely doesn't know the perverted psychology that I'd rather die than marry.

All of a sudden, he looked like a deflated tire.

"I'll think about it again......"

After that, he still stuffed the chrysanthemum into my hand: "I went to pick it early in the morning, and the first time I gave it to a girl, you gave me a face to accept it." ”

I looked at his back as he left, and suddenly I was like a monkey who had escaped from Wuzhi Mountain, relaxed and brisk......