Every time I go home my wife is in a different world

Spring passed quickly, and the vine roses on the branches withered almost in a blink of an eye. In addition to the sound of cicadas, the early summer also brought girls' skirts flying and nights that could not sleep easily.

This restlessness isn't limited to high-energy kittens, humans can't be quiet either, especially when you're an older bachelor and a lady moves in next door who's all about your aesthetic.

During the day, Mr. Mori installed a cat passage on the door for Dazai, and encouraged him to eat and drink next door, and then came to pick up the wounded with various small gifts full of apology.

Munchkin from Miss Rimbaud's house is really good at fighting, and Dazai is not his opponent at all. Every time he is beaten up, he will be taken home with tears all over his body - if there is no canned crab meat she used as an apology, Xiao Hei Cats have long since gone on strike.

"Dazai-kun, thanks to you, you are still Maine. You can't even beat a Manchiken. Such long legs are useless?" He was disgusted while bandaging the cat, and after helping him fix the bandage, he still paid the neighbors compensation The can was opened and placed in front of the cat: "Eat it, this is the can you earned from being beaten for your skills."

These days, the job of a doctor is not very easy to do. Mr. Sen is planning whether he should start a side job—the main job is a normal doctor, that’s right. Recently, there have been more and more medical troubles, and there are so many that he doesn’t want to do it anymore.

But he wanted to pursue Miss Rimbaud next door even more, even if it was just to make himself look more reliable, he couldn't resign easily.

Unless the next job has already been settled.

"Oh...it's really nerve-wracking."

……

Miss Lan Bo got up and stretched after grading the homework. The orange kitten curled up in the corner of the desk and accompanied him silently. hair.

"Meow~"

She hugged the cat into her arms and gently stroked him on the back: "The work is over, let's go play in the yard?"

The large vine roses have withered away, but the cat grass is very lush. Zhong also likes this man-made "forest" very much. Every day, he carefully patrols his small territory and drives away all possible threats.He's really good at fighting. It hasn't been long since he moved here. Regardless of domestic or wild cats within a radius of ten kilometers, all cats know that Yokohama has added a new boss who can't be messed with. Even the poor guy who rummages through the trash can will pay attention to bypassing this film community.

Miss Rimbaud stepped out of the French window and put the cat on the grass. The little orange cat immediately jumped into the flower pond and scurried around, watching everything that moved with its round and big blue eyes.There are always some winged "little guests" in the grass in summer, and Chuya had a great time playing with them, and soon a small mountain of prey was piled up at the feet of the shit shoveler.

She rolled up her hair and looked down. There were butterflies, grasshoppers, and beetles that hadn't escaped in time. Their round belly swung their limbs upwards, and they couldn't turn over no matter what.

At this time, there was a small whimpering sound from the flower wall separating the neighbor's yard. The little black cat with more and more bandages timidly sniffed and watched, got out from under the flower vines of Fujimoto rose, and walked crookedly to the young lady's feet, "Paji ’ and fell on her fluffy slippers.

ah!I was injured by a Twoleg, I have to be responsible!

That's what he said in his big iris-colored eyes, successfully making Miss Rimbaud laugh: "Little rascal."

Both are just two-month-old cats, and Dazai’s body is a bit larger (taller) than the medium ones. He is more like a breed from the north, with long legs and long hair, messy like seaweed soaked in seawater Same.

She turned around and leaned over to grab a comb from the carpet not far away, and held this coquettish spirit in her arms to tidy its hair.

Mr. Mori raised him very well, but as a man, he always feels that many details are unnecessary, so he neglects them, which is really worrying.

Dazai snored a little from being combed, and almost closed his eyes to sleep soundly.Of course, this is only almost, because this cheeky intruder was soon discovered.

Exploding hair, breathing, airplane ears, and the hammer fell on Dazai's hind legs. The black cat immediately felt wronged and hugged Miss Rimbaud's hand. Aww".

She hastily put down the comb and picked up the orange cats. She separated one from the other and deftly took out a pack of cat strips from her pocket and tore them open: "Half of each, stop beating!"

Having said that, I secretly fed the orange cat a few more eccentric mouthfuls—it was these crucial few mouthfuls that Dazai the Maine Coon barely survived from the claws of the Manchiken.

Every time this guy comes, he can get snacks that are not allowed to eat more, hum, it's not completely useless.

The black cat pretended not to see anything, and Jiao Didi turned its belly out with a "meow, ouch".

Mr. Mori said that this cat's digestion is not very good, and someone needs help rubbing his stomach after eating.She put her hand on his furry belly and rubbed it gently and slowly, squinting her eyes to watch her orange cat get into the flower pond again to find prey to "support the family".

The warm wind was blowing, and the cat's belly was soft and warm under her hands. It didn't take long for her to lean against the french door and hug the black cat, drowsy.

Mr. Sen, who came to pick up his cat son "by the way" to enhance the relationship with the neighbors, saw this picture - she sat on the grass and fell asleep like the Lin Ze fairy in Pan Shen's dream, layers of white gauze were blown by the wind The side is covered with hazy and trance soft light.

It seems so beautiful that it should not exist in the world.

Unable to bear to break this famous painting, he carefully sat not far from her... Just, just stay by the side, what if someone else sees her like this?There are so many perverts in this world, it's almost impossible to guard against them, and it's impossible not to be vigilant.

He tried to convince himself in this way, and sat blankly on the grass in the garden of the neighbor's lady's house, forgetting the passage of time.

If, he meant that one day, it would be nice to be able to sit closer to her.The french door is cold and hard, it must be uncomfortable to lean on it, he is willing to contribute his body wherever she leans on, he can definitely maintain a position for hours without moving so that she can sleep comfortably...

I'm still the color of integrity!real!

Miss Rimbaud woke up from her nap after the sun shifted from an angle, and the neighbor Mr. was sitting not far away and smiling at her with soft eyes: "I'm sorry, Dazai-kun, this child has caused you trouble."

He stretched out his hand, and the black cat dodged precisely as if he had turned on some switch before he touched the cat's fur.At some point, the sleeping orange cat squeezed into her arms and curled up into a ball, stretched out, kicked the black cat out with a jio, turned around and licked the owner's hand twice—this is my shit-shoveling officer, You all have to figure out your position first!

The man laughed helplessly: "Really, do you hate uncle that much?"

His self-deprecating teased the young lady with a mischievous smile in his bright brown eyes, and he handed her a white camellia: "What about you? Would you hate a cowardly uncle like me?"

His words were soft and earnest, but his eyes were not so gentle—they were uncharacteristically showing an inevitable strength that could not be refused or refuted.

Whatever you may think, I have made up my mind, and no one can disagree.All obstacles will be removed by me, that's all.

The young and beautiful lady was stunned. She blinked and understood what the man meant, and a playful smile slowly appeared on the corner of her lips: "So that's the case, no wonder."

No wonder this gentleman can never control his cat, just like he can't control his heart, it always floats into his yard with the wind and light.

She propped up one hand and leaned in his direction, and Mr. Mori thought it was too difficult—it was too difficult to keep calm and rational in her eyes.She looks at her like a lover who is dependent on life and death. No matter how determined a person is, she will be shaken. No matter what she asks for, it must be fulfilled. No matter how willful she is, she must be forgiven. The attack is just as terrifying, but just being looked at like this, he has been defeated and surrendered.

"Miss Rimbaud~"

The old man whimpered and his lethality increased exponentially. The cunning witch withdrew the temptation spell and took the white camellia he offered, and sat back to her original position to tease the cat on her lap with flowers.Regardless of whether it is black or orange, the two kittens spread their paws and tried hard to pounce on the new toy, trying to grab it under the paws and step on it to try the feeling.

I didn't get an answer, but I wasn't rejected either. It was like being scratched by a cat's paws on my heart, hanging up and down in mid-air and not knowing what to do—if you would have mercy on me.

But the young lady was unwilling to allow the man to come and go in and out of her garden as freely as his cat did so soon. After 10 minutes, he walked out of her fence with the cat and cans in his arms. He smiled and nodded when he saw the other neighbors. You are laughing."

Whether it is the neighbor who is a tailor, a neighbor who is in finance, or a neighbor who also moved from abroad, the eyes on him are not very kind at the moment-this annoying guy uses the convenience of the neighbors and cats to draw the lady into the sphere of influence No one is allowed to take a second look inside, it's really hateful!

The days passed slowly with a daily white camellia in the mailbox. Other residents in the community thought that Miss Rimbaud was falling in love with Mr. Mori next door. The "wild wolf" who tried to get close to her, if it wasn't for the lovers who fell in love, didn't have to be like this at all.

Until one day, a man holding a large bouquet of fiery red roses stood outside the door of Miss Rimbaud's house and called out affectionately.The neighbors were so curious that they hugged the melons in their hands and found a good angle in their yard to wait for the good show to take place.

"Attila! Attila!! Please forgive me, Attila!" Like singing a poem, the man repeatedly confessed outside the door, praying for his former lover to change his mind.

Miss Rimbaud opened the French door and stood behind the fence looking at him, her beautiful eyes narrowed into slender ones.Holding the little orange cat in her arms, she abandoned the defeated dogs outside like a shoe.

Such a movement naturally alarmed Mr. Mori, who was always paying attention to the neighbor's movements. He opened the door and walked to the side of the rose flower wall and asked her, "Do you need my help?"

His garden area is very large, more than enough to bury a person.

"Mr. Sen?" She called out, "Please come closer."

He immediately appeared on the other side of the flower wall to look over.The young lady walked over, smiled, reached out and grabbed the man's tie, pulled him over from the flower wall, and kissed him in front of everyone, then pushed away the stupid Mr. Sen and said to the man outside: "See, this It's my new lover."

Mr. Sen: "..."

neighbors:"……"

Lost dog: "..."

Only the little black cat let out a long "meow~" in satisfaction, and the unlimited cans are here.

作者有话要说：邻居们纷纷表示柠檬脱销感谢在2020-04-0709:00:00~2020-04-0811:51:41期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigated the nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Ajiu and Hanqi; 9 bottles of Ligui; 5 bottles of Qimeng and Sang Moli; 1 bottle of Gucheng and Ji who tried to cultivate immortality;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!