At the same time, Tang Ci, who was walking halfway down, suddenly felt as if he had forgotten something, so he frowned slightly and thought hard......

In the next second, Tang Ci remembered!

It's a dead life! I forgot to get my meal card back!

This evil body messes with his Dao heart!

Tang Ci stretched his hand into his pocket, ready to take out his mobile phone and talk to Senior Sister Chu again to contact his feelings.

At this moment, Tang Ci's hand in his trouser pocket seemed to have touched something, and he took it out of his pocket with some confusion.

A boxy white card appeared in front of Tang Ci......

When did Senior Sister Chu put the meal card in his pocket, why didn't he feel it at all?

Tang Ci racked his brains and tried to think about it......

Half a minute later......

Forget it, he's a piece of shit.

Five minutes later, Tang Ci quietly came to the school's grove alone.

Don't shoot a gun.

As we all know, every school grove has recorded a lot of small stories, whether happy, sad, beautiful, or passionate......

But Tang didn't come to read stories, nor did he come to create his own stories.

After all, creating a story requires inspiration, and it takes waiting until the night is dark and windy, and the dead of night can best stimulate a person's desire to create.

There were basically no people in the grove during the day, and Tang Ci went straight to a rockery deep in the grove.

Walking around the rockery, Tang Ci didn't find the figure he wanted to see, so he searched for it nearby.

"Da Bai, Da Bai ......" Tang Ci called as he walked.

Two minutes later, a large white cat like a small leopard suddenly lazily stepped out of the low bushes next to it.

The white cat is snow-white, there is no stray hair on its body, and a pair of blue pupils are as pure and flawless as the sky.

The white cat paced in front of Tang Ci, raised his head, and glanced at Tang Ci a little lazily, as if he was looking for me again.

"Where have you been, Dabai, I've been looking for you for a long time." Tang Ci said, came to the white cat with a happy face, squatted down, and stretched out his hand to touch the white cat's round head.

The white cat glanced at Tang Ci with some disgust, did not resist, and let Tang Ci stroke its head like an idiot.

Tang Ci touched the white cat's fluffy head for a while with an obsessive expression, and then put his hand on the white cat's back.

Feeling the smooth and silky hair on the white cat's body, Tang Ci's mood was inexplicably relaxed.

It turns out that the cat is cool for a while, and the cat has been cool all the time.

Petting cats will make people feel better.

But in the same way, petting cats can also be addictive.

Therefore, you need to be cautious when petting cats, and there are risks when petting.

In fact, Tang Ci doesn't like cats and dogs very much, only the kind of love that normal people have for cute little animals.

Of course, it's not the kind of way that Senior Sister Chu likes, basically all of a sudden.

But it wasn't until a while ago that he saw Dabai swoop down from a tree and slap a flying pigeon-sized unknown bird unconscious.

He was deeply impressed by Dabai, and had a deep fascination with Dabai's dexterous and muscular body.

Caught in it, unable to extricate itself.

However, Dabai refused him at first, but it wasn't until he took out a box of canned chicken......

I added another bag of small dried fish.

He successfully deceived Dabai's first touch.

Recalling that scene at that time, his excited heart and trembling hands touched Da Bai's body......

It's like stroking the little hand of your first girlfriend.

Smooth, delicate and yet soft.

Although he didn't have a first girlfriend, he didn't know what it was like to touch his first girlfriend's little hands.

As for the name of Dabai, he gave it, and there is no special meaning in it.

Just because Dabai is big and white, it is called Dabai.

Clear and clear, easy to understand, there is no problem.

"Give." Tang Ci withdrew his hand with a satisfied face, then opened the canned chicken in his hand and put it in front of Da Bai, looking at Da Bai with the loving eyes of an old father watching his eldest son eat.

Da Bai lowered his head and sniffed at the can, then raised his head and looked at Tang Ci with some disgust, as if to say, why is it canned chicken again?

"Hey, you're still a picky eater, do you know how many little kittens live a life of not having enough food and clothing, no last meal, hungry and cold, you little guy is still picky!" Tang Ci angrily preached at the white cat.

Da Bai glanced at Tang Ci impatiently, lowered his head and ate not very happily.

"That's right, a kitten that is not a picky eater is a good kitten." Tang Ci said with a teachable look, stretched out his hand and touched the big white round head.

Da Bai shook his head, and let out a dissatisfied snort from his mouth.

Tang Ci doesn't mind, after all, the little cats are all a little arrogant.

"By the way, Dabai, are you a little princess or a handsome guy?" After getting along for so long, he still doesn't know whether Dabai is male or female.

Babbling in his mouth, Tang Ci looked at Da Bai, who was quietly eating canned cat food, quietly stretched out his hand and put it on Da Bai's hind legs, and gently stroked it twice.

Then he pinched it gently, lifted it up, and looked down at it......

"Oh, it's a little princess."

In the next second, Da Bai, who was eating the canned cat's food, suddenly exploded, jumped on the spot, turned around and looked at Tang Ci at three hundred and sixty degrees, and a pair of blue pupils were full of anger: "Meow meow!" ”

Tang Ci understood, it shouldn't be a good word.

"Okay, okay, it's my mistake, I won't look at it." Tang Ci's tone was softly reassuring.

Then he took another box of canned cat food, opened it, put it in front of Da Bai, and whispered like a child: "Come, Da Bai, try this, the beef flavor is delicious." ”

Da Bai meowed at Tang Ci twice again dissatisfied, and then lowered his head and ate the canned beef.

Tang Cixin said that children are easy to coax, just give delicious food.

Coming back to Da Bai, Tang Ci once again stretched out his hand to Da Bai's back and stroked it.

"That...... Da Bai, you look so good, you can't be hooked up by those other little male cats outside, even if you want to find a husband, you must bring it back to show me, you know? Tang Ci touched it lightly and said earnestly.

It's like an old father who is afraid that his beautiful girl will be abducted by other stinky boys.

"Meow meow." Da Bai shook his body and snorted dissatisfiedly.

"That's good." Tang Ci touched his big white round head and said with a smile, with a look of relief from his old father in his eyes.