Hunting College

Cat fruit tree.

On the throne.

The black cat looked sadly at the textbooks and homework that occupied one-third of the space on the throne, then looked at the lazily white cat lying in the homework book, vaguely understood what she meant.

Did not go to class today, hurry up to make up your homework!

But he asked for leave today, why did he still have to do his homework? Black cat thought so, trying to explain to the little white cat what is the dignity of the king. The Lord of the cat fruit tree cannot compromise so much. Don't know how to write homework.

The little white cat just glanced at him and asked the black cat to dispel all the various thoughts in his mind.

"I want to patrol first," the black cat finally chose a compromise solution, coughing twice, and explained: "I haven't come for a few days. I need to walk around to see if other cats have any troubles to solve... "

The little white cat ignored him, but rolled over and flattened his body a little bit.

The black cat looked at her flapping tail and guessed that she agreed?

But this is my place. The black cat looked at this picture enviously, turned around and jumped to other branches in dismay, and began to patrol his territory.

Said it is a patrol, in fact, there is no trouble for the black cat to solve.

Along the way, the biggest incident Zheng Qing encountered was the case of two cats fighting a little mouse in a yellow vest. The little mouse was dying after being played with by four cat's paws. It seemed that he had already closed his breath, the black cat. I had to forcibly recapture the mouse from the two cats, and threw it down the cat fruit tree to ensure that my cat group did not conflict with the underground mouse tribe.

In addition, most cats are napping, licking, shaking their ears, and in a daze.

Zheng Qing accidentally discovered that after a few days of absence, there seemed to be more cats on the cat fruit tree than in the past.

In addition to the clean pet cats, there are a few more'wild cats' on the tree-the biggest difference between them and pet cats is that they have fierce eyes, slightly messy fur, and most of them are tabby cats.

The smell of the wild cat is also a bit off. They are accustomed to urinating and rubbing on new sites to mark sites. The black cat had to spend a lot of time cleaning up the traces left by the wild cats.

This tree is and can only be its own territory.

Other cats can only be fruit.

No, not just cats.

The black cat leaned his neck and looked carefully for a while, finally knowing where the discordant feeling he had noticed from the beginning came from. He noticed that a dog got into the cat group at some point.

Just squat on the shortest branch of the cat fruit tree.

His short legs were yellow and white, and his face seemed to be flattened by a punch. When it looked at the black cat innocently with its paws, it really looked like a cat. If you don't look carefully, it's easy to fool it.

Noting the black cat's gaze, the dog smiled graciously and flicked its tail.

Huhuhu.

The black cat grinned, can he pretend to be a little bit, that cat will wag its tail like you?

There are several cat fruit hanging not far from the dog, but they turn a blind eye to the "foreign race" that is close at hand. This made the black cat very curious. I don't know how this dog got into a cat identity.

According to the custom of cat groups, new entrants, black cats must be checked one by one. He paced small steps, swayed in front of the new cats and fruits without rushing, raised his paws and let them lick.

This is considered accepted.

After swaying for a while, after receiving all the "new cat fruits", in front of the dog that the black cat came last.

He was a bit hesitant to raise his paw and hand it to the dog's mouth.

Gouzi held his paws, blinked, and uttered a soft "meow" as he leaned back the black cat. As a wizard, he has reason to suspect that this dog was possessed by a cat demon.

"The evil spirits!"

A bright yellow talisman paper flew out of the gray cloth bag, and it stuck to the center of the dog's forehead. The dog stopped for a few seconds, then meowed again, his tail wagging more vigorously.

The talisman smoked, slowly releasing its magic power, but it had no effect on the dog.

The evil charm will only work against evil evil spirits.

This means that this dog is relatively'clean'.

"If you insist on being a cat," the lord of the cat fruit tree watched the talisman slowly burn out, and finally nodded reluctantly: "Then you have to look like a cat. You must not stick out your tongue and gasp like a dog!"

"Meow~" The dog barked softly again.

The black cat slapped his spirits and sprinted towards the direction of his throne.

It was a beeping dog.

Can't there be a few more normal animals this year?

Having said that, the black cat doing homework on the tree doesn’t seem to be qualified to complain about other animals’ abnormalities. When the black cat sits on the throne and directs the quill to write on the parchment, his mind slides over this subconsciously. Thoughts—Compared with himself, the dog's self-recognition has become a little bit wrong.

The evening breeze blew across the treetops, rolling up a foot of parchment.

The black cat raised a paw and pressed the eager parchment. Because of a moment of distraction, the control of the quill pen was reduced, and the words on the paper were almost meaningless.

The black cat carefully glanced at the little white cat beside her, lest she rushed over and tore up her paper and rewritten it.

Fortunately, the little white cat's attention was not on his paper.

The little white cat leaned beside the black cat, staring at the tip of the black cat's tail slowly shaking in the night breeze. The white cat's small paws stretched and shrank, as if trying to grasp the swaying tail tip, perhaps due to the mother cat's restraint, she finally did not extend her paw.

The black cat caught a glimpse of her little movement.

Intentionally teasing her, he raised his tail suddenly, and the little white cat's head suddenly rose with the trail of the tail tip. The black cat's tail raised higher and higher, and the little white cat's head raised higher and higher, almost pulling. Stand up with her body.

Then the black cat shook the tip of its tail.

The little white cat suddenly stretched out its paw~www.readwn.com~ to catch that leaping little thing-this is the nature of cats and is not influenced by human will. The tip of the black cat's tail swayed from side to side, and the head and paws of the little white cat swayed from side to side.

This is the principle of "Mao Mao Bang", the black cat smiled in his heart.

Suddenly two familiar voices came from under the tree. The little white cat, who was fighting with the tip of the black cat's tail, suddenly recovered, retracted its paws, and returned to the previously indifferent and reserved appearance.

The black cat sighed disappointedly in his heart, poked his head and looked under the tree.

It was Li Meng and Xiao Xiao.

I don't know how these two guys got together.

"...I heard that there is a civet living in your dormitory, you are very lucky." Li Meng's slightly envied voice came from a distance, as if he was discussing the group with Xiao Xiao: "Did you name it? Do you want me to help?"

You help? The black cat on the tree chuckled in his heart, huh, just the name you gave your pigeon'Xiao Bai', and you want to give Tuantuan a name? I'm afraid I will be scratched out a few bloodshots by Tuantuan.