The villain's non-scientific feeding plan

The next morning, Meng Zhe woke up in a daze. The first thing he did was to feel around with one hand, and then he accurately grabbed Dafu's head under the quilt.

Round and fluffy, feels great.

Dafu moved his ears.

He groped down his back, rubbed two handfuls of his soft belly, and got Dafu's subconscious paw. Mao Mao turned out of the quilt, stepped on Meng Zhe's belly and jumped onto his pillow, tilting his head Looking at Meng Zhe, he meowed dissatisfiedly.

——You harassed the cat so early in the morning.

Meng Zhe then yawned, reached out from under the quilt to touch Meow, and greeted him, "Good morning."

Dafu had obviously not woken up yet, so he looked at him in a dazed way, meowed as a greeting, and then curled up on the pillow and went back to sleep.

Speaking of which, the closeness between cats and their owners should have a gradual process, and trust will be given slowly, but Dafu is different. Meng Zhe obviously felt that from the day he jumped into bed, Dafu suddenly became more clingy to him, which led to the original attempt. Meng Zhe, who was careful to build a relationship, had a tendency to be cowardly, and suddenly wanted to engage in some flirty manipulations.

Meng Zhe turned his face to the side, looked at the cat on the pillow that was close at hand, and asked him, "Honey, can I make a request?"

Dafu waved away the harassing claws and turned his head to one side, very dissatisfied that Meng Zhe repeatedly disturbed his sleep.

Meng Zhe moved his face closer.

At this time, his handsome face finally played its due role.

Mo Zun's face zooms in and out, and he looks at you with amber eyes smiling, it's really not something ordinary people can resist, in front of the beauty, Dafu's ears are red in a mess, he has no choice but to turn around, pretending not to care She yawned and looked up at him.

"Ah, meow?"

—Okay, let me hear you, okay, what?

Meng Zhe is cheeky "Can I have a good morning kiss and a good night kiss?"

Daifuku's gently wagging tail stopped in mid-air.

He fell asleep all of a sudden, feeling ashamed and annoyed, he stood up from the pillow, tilted his head, looked at Meng Zhe with a pair of beautiful eyes, his shadow reflected blue, hesitated for a while, and finally remained motionless, Pretend not to know why.

Meng Zhe reached out and nodded the cat's nose, put his face close to his fur, and asked, "Is it not possible?"

Dafu turned his face away, he didn't know where to put his stiff claws, and let out a short and hasty meow.

——Really, it's too, too meng lang!

Meng Zhe was not too disappointed, after all, cats can't understand human words, so he just asked casually, so he gathered up his clothes, planned to struggle, and then got up.

In fact, those who have been roommates with Meng Zhe know that he is the type who is not very energetic in the morning. He likes to sleep back into the cage. , I feel a little sleepy again when I put on clothes.

From Chang Xiao's point of view, this look is a little bit lost.

So he hesitated for a while, then moved slightly on the pillow, leaned over, closed his eyes, and carefully kissed the side face of the demon king.

Meng Zhe "!!!"

——The little angel is right.

He quickly sat up, fastened his clothes, picked up the cat and gave him a kiss, suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Are you staying in the house today? Do you want to come down with me?"

Chang Xiao didn't know why.

Meng Zhe said, "Well, you know, we may have to move, and it's not a problem to stay in the hotel all the time."

"Then, there is an older brother who may want to live with us."

Chang Xiao froze for a moment, pricked up his ears, "Meow?"

--elder brother?

Meng Zhe continued, "He doesn't seem to be in good health. It is said that he is very afraid of the cold. Winter in Fanjiang is coming soon. There is a hot spring in our house."

Dafu planed the quilt, and blinked belatedly.

——Are you... talking about me?

Meng Zhe then set off thunder.

"I mean, during the meal, do you want Dafu to meet that big brother? See if it fits your eyes?"

Daifuku "?!?!?!"

...This is really impossible.

He pretended not to understand, and turned around, with his ass facing Meng Zhe.

- Absolutely not!

But Meng Zhe didn't understand cat language, and Dafu always let him hug him. After calculating the time, he felt that there was a high probability that Chang Xiao would come out for dinner, so he planned to take Dafu down and introduce him to his new neighbors.

After all, when the time comes, he will go to the mountains to learn art, and Dafu Changxiao will be lonely. Maybe they can take care of each other and establish a deep revolutionary friendship?

However, this time, he held nothing.

Daifuku, as a quiet, dignified cat who even eats meat, showed for the first time the agility of feline teleportation. It quickly changed from a jpg to a GIF, and even the acceleration stage was slow. No, he jumped to the cabinet behind the table. Meng Zhe even suspected that if he took a picture with his mobile phone, he would get a dazzling afterimage.

He was baffled for a moment.

Meng Zhe bypassed the table and stood under the cabinet, spreading his hands to hug "Come down?"

Daifuku turned his head, then pointed his butt at him.

Meng Zhe was harassed twice in one day, quite confused, and tentatively said, "You don't want to come down."

Dafu was silent.

"Okay." Considering the cat's stress response and the fact that many domestic cats don't like to go out, Meng Zhe gave up and pointed down, "Then I'll go down to have breakfast and bring you goat's milk?"

Dafu patted the cabinet.

- Go, go, go.

Meng Zhe straightened his clothes, stepped out the door, and carefully locked the door.

Chang Xiao felt that his window-climbing skills had improved in the past two days.

When he jumped downstairs in a flash, he fastened his belt, made sure that the trouser legs were in the correct position, and was about to tidy up his clothes when he suddenly discovered a very serious problem.

The scent from last night has remained until now.

The smell dissipated overnight, and it was no longer so strong, but it was not noticeable in Meng Zhe's scented room, but now in another environment, the smell was very clear.

Meng Zhe has built three houses connecting the upper and lower floors of the Yuhe Building. It can be said that it is a small duplex building. The Demon Lord lives on the top, and Bai Ling and Daimei live on the bottom. Chang Xiao lives in the middle. The door is the living room, and Daimei When Bai Ling went out to eat, Chang Xiao and Mozun's three meals were delivered by servants and served in the living room. In short, if he went out to eat, it was impossible not to smell the smell.

Chang Xiao held the doorknob in a daze for a while, turned his head decisively, took off his outer robe, shook off the neatly spread quilt, closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Meng Zhe went downstairs, and was quite surprised that he didn't see Chang Xiao. According to the description in the novel, this Taoist priest had a very regular daily routine. From board and lodging to sword practice, he was never a bad person. At this time, he didn't see anyone else. Meng Zhe thought Turning around, I suddenly wondered if the priest was ill again.

He knocked on the door, "Master?"

Chang Xiao's face was buried in the quilt, and he didn't dare to speak for a while.

Meng Zhe was even more worried. He thought, could it be that the cold wind was forced out by him yesterday, and Daozhi passed out?Feeling guilty for a moment, he couldn't help tugging on the door lock, and said loudly, "Master Chang Xiao?"

Chang Xiao was afraid that he would break into the door, so he made a gasp in desperation, buried under the quilt and muttered, "Well, I... I'm still sleeping, I haven't woken up."

Meng Zhe couldn't help laughing, thinking that this glamorous Taoist leader was also lying in bed, he just wanted to say you should go to sleep, but suddenly stopped.

Recalling Chang Xiao's tone of voice, I don't think it was the sound of lying in bed, but it seemed to be extremely uncomfortable.

Meng Zhe couldn't help but wondered, "Are you okay?"

He didn't expose it either, but just suggested, "Didn't you say that your legs were uncomfortable yesterday, I'll call a doctor to show you?"

Chang Xiao pretended both things. On the one hand, he felt that it was against the style of a gentleman, and on the other hand, he was afraid of being exposed, so he hurriedly said, "I'm really fine."

Meng Zhe stopped at the door, afraid that he really had something to do, but because he didn't trust the doctors under Mozun's subordinates, or because of other things, he avoided medical treatment, which really delayed the treatment time. If something happened, Meng Zhe would definitely feel guilty, so he took a step back , persuaded, "I'm not sticking to you, if you feel uncomfortable, go find a doctor in Fanjiang City by yourself, and I will leave some money for you later."

He looked back at the dining table, and found that the flavors were all Mozun's favorite, not light, so he asked again, "Can I order you a bowl of clear porridge?"

Chang Xiao buried his face in the quilt and didn't know how to reply for a moment.

——It's too appropriate.

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I have been waiting for a long time, and the end of the class suddenly becomes busy (ㄒoㄒ).