Report to the president, Mr. Ben Miao does not warm the bed

The first thing that came into my eyes was a pair of big jet-black eyes, looking at her pitifully.

"Meow." The fat cat squatted up, raised its ears, and looked at the dog vigilantly... the dog.

This is a puppy that is dirtier than Fat Cat. Its body is about twice the size of Fat Cat. The hair all over its body is dirty, and it vaguely looks like a yellowish-brown fur.

He looked at Fat Cat with his tail between his legs... Oh, no, it should be said that he was looking at the box with chicken legs beside Fat Cat.

"Meow." Want to eat chicken drumsticks?The fat cat saw the opponent's intentions, and kicked the box in front of him with his little paw, and sure enough, the dog's eyes lit up several times.

"Meow." Then you can eat.

Fat Cat pushed the box forward generously. She has always been spoiled, and she will not eat leftover food that has become cold again.

The puppy didn't move, and looked at the box in front of him with some hesitation.

Fat Cat yelled again generously: "Meow." Let's eat.

The little dog took another look at her and saw that she was really willing to feed him, so he took the chicken leg in one bite and started to gobble it up.

The puppy probably hasn’t eaten for a long time. After eating the chicken leg, he licked it with a bone in his mouth. After licking for a while, he saw the fat cat next to him lying on the ground, basking in the sun with his eyes squinted. He rubbed his mouth against her.

"Meow." Stay away from Master Meow!

The fat cat snorted arrogantly, and pushed the puppy's big mouth away with its small paws, but the puppy obviously liked her very much, and then rubbed her forehead against her.

Fat Cat got annoyed by his rubbing, stood up angrily, and slapped his paw on the ground.

"Meow!" Sit!

The puppy looked at her suspiciously, as if he didn't understand what it meant, the fat cat patted its paw on the ground again, and the puppy lay down beside her.

Fat Cat now only thinks that the Lu family can find her sooner, and doesn't want to deal with the puppy next to her, but the puppy ate her a chicken leg, and treated her like the boss, and lay down beside her.

The afternoon passed quickly, and the fat cat lay on the spot for three or four hours, and the sun was already setting. She still hadn't waited for someone to come to her, and she felt extremely lost, with her little head buried between her little paws, thinking, Will I become a stray cat like the puppy next to me in the future?

When Fat Cat was sad, a dog's paw suddenly stretched out beside him.

The fat cat turned to look over, and saw that the puppy was sticking out its tongue and looking silly at her, couldn't help but stretch out its paw and pat him hard, then turned its head angrily and continued to bury its little head.

After sleeping with her eyes closed, she woke up to find that it was dark, and the dim light shone on her body, making her figure long and indescribably lonely and pitiful.

And the puppy next to her was gone, probably gone.

Fat Cat thought sadly, it seemed that she was really going to become a stray cat, and there would be no servants to serve her anymore.

Aggrieved, she lowered her head, originally intending to lick her little paw, but when she lifted it up, she found that it was dirty, so she let go of the paw in disgust.

Just as he let go of his little paw, he saw a dirty bun in front of him.

She followed the bun and looked up, only to see that the puppy she thought was gone was sticking out its tongue, looking at her with joy.

Seeing that Fat Cat didn't eat the buns, he nudged the buns forward again, signaling her to eat them quickly.