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Chapter 77 On How Cat Slaves Are Raised 24
It probably doesn't take the one year that Little Pink said, and it probably won't be long.

Yan Luo lazily yawned again, watching Jun Chen frowned with a sneer on his lips, raised his little tail, and scratched his wrist.

"Meow."

Jun Chen came back to his senses in an instant, looking at the little guy lying lazily beside him, with his little tail slapping his wrist.

"What? Are you hungry?" He hugged Yan Luo into his arms extremely skillfully, with a little gleam in his eyes, he stuffed his hand into Yan Luo's arms.

You can't even push it.

Yan Luo struggled for a long time, looking at the hand that was still on her chest, she meowed twice.

If she is a person now, do you know what this kind of behavior is called?

Come and read to her.

Stinking rogue!
Seeing that the coldness in Jun Chen's eyes had not faded, he raised his hand to turn off the TV, and his gaze fell completely on her.

Yan Luo subconsciously slapped and rolls extremely proficiently, and after realizing what he did just now, his body froze slightly and he looked down at the hand that he didn't want to take back.

All right, all right, look at your pitiful appearance, hug you for a while.

Yan Luo raised his little head slightly, and patted the little pad on Jun Chen's hand indiscriminately.

Jun Chen couldn't help chuckling, but his eyes moved to the small jar next to him.

It is filled with dark green dry catnip grass, it is said that it is something that can make cats addicted, Fang Yuan brought it back together.

Later, he checked it out, and found that only five or six-month-old cats will feel addicted, and if they accidentally overeat, it will have bad effects. I didn’t plan to keep it, but later it was kept by a coincidence. down.

The little white dumpling in his arms is cute and cute, the pads are soft, and the sharp claws are retracted, so it won't hurt when you pat it on the back of your hand.

The color of the fundus of the eyes continued to deepen, scratching Yan Luo's belly in his arms.

Seeing Yan Luo trying to run away under his harassment, Jun Chen lifted Yan Luo up very skillfully, and looked at this beautiful little white dumpling from below.

"Meow?"

There was no panic in the strange eyes, full of trust and slight dissatisfaction, the little paws were dangling in the air, and the tail hooked his wrist.

"Snowball," Jun Chen hugged Yan Luo into his arms again, and rubbed his cheeks against Yan Luo's snow-white fur. He didn't know what he remembered before he spoke again, "It would be great if you could talk."

If only you could really stand in front of him...

If only you could be like him...

In this way, he didn't have to search over and over again how to raise a cat to live more comfortably when she was so young, and he didn't have to care about the lifespan that the cat could survive again and again.

Yan Luo blinked.

Speaking of which, this estimate is probably maybe [-]%... Well, it will be soon.

But big brother, your thinking is very dangerous. It is said that after the founding of the country, she is not allowed to become a genius. Why do you still expect her to become a genius...

Rubbing Yan Luo's fluff, Jun Chen turned his face slightly, his lips brushed against the softness, he was slightly taken aback, and there were layers of ripples in his eyes.

Before Yan Luo could figure out what was going on, he was put back on his lap again.

The sound of opening the lid brought an indescribably fresh taste. Yan Luo watched blankly as he rubbed something on his lips, then lifted her up to him, and his warm breath fell on Yan Luo's. body.

He smiled, "Snowball, good boy, come here."

　Yan Luo: ... Ma Ma has a pervert here! !ヾ(>Д<;))))
　　
　
(End of this chapter)