Hundred Treasures of the Monster Tan: Meat Feed

Zong Jue picked up the wine glass and was about to drink when the doorbell rang. He went out for a while and came back with a box.

"Who is it?"

"It's a courier. My wallet was bitten by an animal when I went out to play two days ago, so I bought a new one."

Oh, that's his masterpiece.

Mr. Tiger apologized for a few seconds, looked at the box in Zongjue's hand, and said, "Open it and see what it looks like?"

There were guests, Zong Jue didn't want to open at first, but Mr. Tiger's face was full of enthusiasm, he was a little dumbfounded.

Zongkui's aura gave him a strong sense of oppression when he first met him. To be honest, he was a little afraid of him, but in the short contact with him, he found that Zongkui's personality was like a child's, with a strong thirst for knowledge and curiosity. He is much cuter than those classmates who do one thing in person and another in the other's back.

Zong Jue opened the courier box, and inside was a beautifully packaged box.

There is a new toy. Mr. Tiger put down his delicious food and asked, "Can I open it? I like to open boxes the most."

"Give you."

Zong Jue handed him the box, and Mr. Tiger tore open the wrapping paper, revealing the inner box.

He opened the inner box, and there was berluti printed on the wrapping paper. He didn't understand the brand, so he ignored it and took out the wallet inside.

The design of the wallet is exquisite, and the leather texture is also very good.

Mr. Tiger recalled the conversation between Xiaodong and the others, and said, "Is the quality of high imitations so good now?"

Zong Jue was taken aback, then smiled, took it over and looked at it, and said, "It feels pretty good."

After Mr. Tiger finished speaking, he realized that his words had a language problem, so he hurriedly made up for it.

"I'm sorry, I'm not looking down on you for buying fakes, I often buy fakes for use, anyway, I can't tell if I look at them, right?"

"Let's eat."

Zong Jue sat down to eat, Mr. Tiger peeked at him, and asked in a low voice, "Are you angry?"

"No, I'll let you eat."

Zong Jue thought it was funny when a tall and rough man acted like a little daughter-in-law, and was about to help him with food when his phone rang.

It was Sun Xiaoyue's call. He looked at Mr. Tiger and got up to answer the phone.

Although Mr. Tiger couldn't see who was calling, he had good ears and heard Sun Xiaoyue's voice from a long distance away, and he was immediately upset.

After a night of spring dinner, in Mr. Tiger's heart, Zong Jue's identity is not just a human being who provides delicious food.

They have had sex before, at least they are considered spouses, how can the person he likes allow others to hook up, one will kill the other, and the two will split a pair!

It's really rare, there are delicious food in front of him, but Mr. Tiger is not thinking about eating.

He put down his chopsticks, rubbed his fists, and was thinking about how to deal with that uninterested woman, but he suddenly fainted before his eyes.

Oops, he's going to transform!

Mr. Tiger also had the same experience in the morning, so he knew something was wrong with the spirit art again.

Probably because he used too much spiritual power today to gather medicine or something, and the human form could no longer be maintained.

Fortunately, Zong Jue was answering the phone and didn't pay attention to his actions. Mr. Tiger only felt that his eyes were shaking more and more.

He didn't dare to stay any longer, and ran out without looking back after saying something to do.

"Zong Kui..."

When Zong Jue turned his head, Mr. Tiger had already run away, and he saw a figure whooshed to the door with a whizzing sound. It was unusually fast, and when he wanted to take a closer look, the figure had already disappeared.

"Hello? Are you listening?"

Sun Xiaoyue's inquiry came from the phone, Zong Jue came back to his senses and said, "I'm listening."

"Have you seen a doctor? I called you this afternoon, but you didn't answer."

"I'm sorry, I've been busy with the shop this afternoon, so I didn't bother to look at my phone. I'm going to get a rabies vaccination. The doctor said it's nothing serious, so don't worry."

In fact, he was busy preparing dinner, Zong Jue was a little funny when he thought of being stalked by the neighbor next door for no reason, and suddenly felt that everything in this world is based on face,

If Zong Kui wasn't the type he likes, he probably wouldn't bother preparing so much.

But this man is too weird, he has a very dangerous aura, if you get too close to him, something will happen sooner or later...

Fortunately for Mr. Tiger, he transformed as soon as he ran out of the door. Fortunately, there was no light in the yard, and no one saw the terrifying scene of a man turning into a cat.

Fortunately, his spiritual power was still enough to keep the clothes hidden. He ran out with the clothes all the way, then jumped up the second floor along the outer wall of the rented house, and jumped into the room through the open window.

When everything was done, Mr. Tiger was too tired to get up, lying on the floor and not wanting to get up.

Why is this happening?

The reason is simple. He drank a lot of wine just now, so he would suddenly transform. In addition to excessive use of spiritual power, drinking is also one of the problems.

However, he really can't be blamed for this. Eating meat and drinking in big bowls is his goal in life.

In particular, it was Zong Jue who persuaded him to drink, how could he refuse?

Mr. Tiger hugged his clothes on the floor for a long time, and found that he couldn't change back to his human form, which made him even more depressed.

He's only half full after eating, how can he sleep tonight in this situation?

No, he has to eat the rest. If the human form doesn't work, then use the cat form. Zong Jue likes his cat form anyway.

After the calculation was made, Mr. Tiger recovered blood in a second.

He threw away his clothes, jumped out of the window, ran back along the way back, and ran into Zong Jue's house in one breath.

Zong Jue was still talking on the phone with Sun Xiaoyue, but he didn't notice him coming in. Mr. Tiger was alone...

Uh, no, now it should be said that a cat walked back and forth twice at the foot of the table, hearing their topic keep going around Chen Fengyang, and mentioning it several times, Mr. Tiger got annoyed.

That kind of uncomfortable feeling is like some girls scolding their boyfriends - I am right in front of you, you dare to look at other women, you are getting impatient, right?

So Mr. Tiger also cursed, slapped the ground, and yelled——

"Meow!"

Zong Jue turned his head, saw a cat under the table, and saw the presence of the Chinese character Wang on the cat's forehead, he smiled.

The meow was so loud that even Sun Xiaoyue heard it and asked, "Do you have a cat?"

"It's not mine, it's from the neighbor's next door. It's urging for food. Let's stop talking, let's do this first."

Zong Jue said good night, hung up the phone, came over and squatted down.

The kitten looked up at him, its moist pupils were so cute, and he wanted to touch it again, but when he stretched his hand halfway, he thought about being caught, so he had to hold back.

Ask: "Where is your master?"

"Meow~"

Mr. Tiger is the best at pretending to be confused. He often watches TV with his mother-in-law. He knows that there is a class of people in modern society called cat slaves, and he should look like Zong Sui.

He purposely leaned over and rubbed his chubby forehead against his leg, once and for all, with a long and soft cry, telling him with practical actions——

Touch you, touch you, don't worry, I swear I won't scratch you again!

"It's so cute, have you been running around outside and haven't eaten yet?"

Mr. Tiger ran away in a hurry just now and rubbed hay on his head. Zong Jue took the grass off and said, "I'll get you food."

He stood up to go to the kitchen, Mr. Tiger jumped onto the table with ease, and went straight to the plate of Dongpo meat.

Seeing that a piece of meat was about to be put into his mouth, Mr. Tiger's eyes flickered.

For a moment he thought that he was going to transform again, but immediately realized that he was just picked up and put back on the ground.

He raised his head, and Zong Jue said, "Cats can't eat meat, and it's such greasy meat. Just wait, I'll get your meal."

——No, no, please don't worry about me. I just look at animals that look like cats but have nothing to do with cats. If I don't eat meat, I will die.

Seeing Zong Jue pick up the plate, Mr. Tiger became anxious, straightened up and explained loudly, but unfortunately the words turned into a series of meows.

Zong Jue looked at the kitten with a smile, and said, "That's good, I'll bring it right away, don't worry."

He left and took the meat too. Mr. Tiger couldn't bear it anymore and chased him to the kitchen.

I saw him cover the plate with plastic wrap, put it in the refrigerator, find another small plate, put the food in it, and put it in front of him.

"The fish I bought today is very fresh, you must like it."

Mr. Tiger saw that there were two small fishes on the plate, which he and Zong Jue bought at the vegetable market... No, they were not bought, they were given away for free!

It is unreasonable to fool him with free fish instead of giving him meat!

Mr. Tiger got angry, and with a slap of the cat's paw, the dish was overturned, and the little fish turned around in the air and flew to the ground.