Hundred Treasures of the Monster Tan: Meat Feed

"You cat!"

The floor was stained, Zong Jue lowered his face and put the fish back on the plate.

Mr. Tiger took the opportunity to run to the refrigerator, leaped forward, hooked his claws on the top handle, twisted his waist, and easily opened the refrigerator door.

It's a pity that he can only do this one step. In the next second, Zong Jue grabbed him by the neck and took him to the living room.

The Achilles' heel of cats is on the neck, and if the neck fur is caught, nothing can be done.

So even though Mr. Tiger twisted and twisted, there was nothing he could do.

He shouted angrily: "You hateful human being, if you dare to be rude to this beast, believe it or not, I will kill you with a lightning strike, oops!"

Before he could finish cursing, Zong Jue had already thrown him to the ground, and then he was expelled from the house when the door was closed.

"I'm going to kill you! If you don't, I'll take your surname!"

Forgive Mr. Tiger's IQ will drop when he is mad, he forgot that he has the same surname as Zong Jue.

He was alone... Well, a cat wandered around the door, saw the window next to it, and jumped onto the window sill.

Through the gauze curtain, he saw Zong Jue cleaned up all the food on the table, and went to the kitchen with the topical medicine prescribed by Dr. Lu.

Mr. Tiger remembered the medicine he gave Zong Jue, and Zong Jue was very happy to thank him at that time.

But what about medicine?Why is it gone?He wouldn't have lost it!

Mr. Tiger scanned the living room with his head. The place where the glass bottle was originally placed was empty. The medicine he boiled had a special smell, and Zong Jue would definitely smell it if he took it.

Fuck, it's rare for him to spend so long collecting herbs and boiling them, and even sent them to Zong Jue specially, who knew that he didn't take it seriously at all, thanked him superficially, but turned around and lost it, this hypocritical human being!

Mr. Tiger was furious at being treated like a donkey with good intentions, which annoyed him more than Zong Jue not giving him meat.

As soon as he got angry, he forgot about those taboos, cast a spirit spell and rushed into the house through the window.

Zong Jue was cleaning up in the kitchen, and the door was closed. Mr. Tiger was so angry that he had nowhere to vent his anger, and suddenly saw the newly bought wallet on the table.

He jumped over, put the wallet in his mouth and bit it a few times, and the outer skin of the wallet was successfully bitten to pieces.

Mr. Tiger was still angry, and ran out of Zong Jue's house with his wallet in his mouth, thinking angrily - I want to break up with this annoying person!Even if he knows how to cook meat again, I wouldn't mind it!

Mr. Tiger returned home, and his animal nature returned. He used his wallet as a cat stick to scratch and play.

After a while, the wallet became horrible, the corners were chewed to pieces, and the original appearance could not be seen.

"Pooh!"

Mr. Tiger spat out the scum in his mouth, kicked it out again, and the wallet was kicked into the corner.

Normally, after playing for so long, his anger should have subsided by now, but today was very strange. When he thought that Zong Jue didn't care about the medicine he had prepared, he was filled with displeasure.

Thinking of him chatting with Sun Xiaoyue made me even more upset. It had nothing to do with Sun Xiaoyue, but a certain name kept repeating and repeating, which was too harsh.

After being depressed for a while, Mr. Tiger suddenly recalled——

Why did Zong Jue take the initiative to have sex with him last night, because he was facing Chen Fengyang's face.

Zong Jue is not interested in women, but asked about Chen Fengyang several times, and still keeps photos with him, obviously he likes that guy.

Shit, this is the first time that he regards someone as more important than eating meat, but the other party treats him as a substitute.

As soon as he figured out the cause and effect, Mr. Tiger became furious and slapped the floor with his palm.

Just like before, at almost the same time, thunder exploded in the sky in the distance, which made him feel a little better, so he slapped it down with one palm after another.

The sky seemed to feel his anger, and suddenly the strong wind rolled up dark clouds, lightning flashed and thunder thundered in the sky, and it didn't take long for the downpour of rain to fall.

The night wind was blowing, and Mr. Tiger's face felt cool. When he came back to his senses, he found that the window was open and the rain was drifting in.

He hurried to close the window, and lay down against the wall by the way. The wallet that had been bitten beyond recognition was now useful, and it was just the right height to use as a pillow.

When the spirit of wine came up, Mr. Tiger lay down on the wallet and pillow, and sighed before falling asleep—it is indeed a high imitation, and it is so comfortable to use.

This sleep did not last long, and Mr. Tiger was woken up by a thunderstorm.

How dare he wake up his sweet dream, he was momentarily upset, but immediately realized that he made that thing by himself, he jumped up, opened the window and looked up at the sky.

Mr. said that you should not act willfully. If the heavy rain does not stop, it will easily cause natural disasters. If that is the case, he will be an evil beast!

But the problem is that he won't accept the thunder and stop the rain, those are the work of Lei Gong and Lei Po.

Fortunately for Mr. Tiger, the heavy rain had almost stopped while he was sleeping.

The thunder rolled away, and the fragrance of fragrant grasses wafted in the night wind, dispelling the original heat.

Mr. Tiger was relieved to see that the trouble he caused was eliminated naturally, and he had already recovered his human form while he was sleeping.

He clasped his hands together and said Amitabha following his example.

He didn't think about why he wanted to learn from Mr. after finishing the work. When he thought of Mr., he began to feel unhappy again.

The unhappiness then turned to Zong Jue, who invisibly conflated him with Mr.——

It's so late, that guy must have fallen asleep early, but he slept so soundly that he almost made a mistake!

Gollum...

His stomach growled, and Mr. Tiger rubbed his stomach. He didn't eat enough for dinner, and he used spiritual spells indiscriminately. He was hungry.

The hunger increased the unhappiness, and when he was unhappy, Mr. Tiger forgot those so-called taboos, and went directly to Zong Jue's house by performing spiritual spells.

Zong Jue fell asleep, the room was dark, Mr. Tiger relied on his good eyesight, went straight to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and saw the Dongpo meat in it at a glance.

He was overjoyed and took out the plate, but it was already cold.

Ever since eating Zong Jue's barbecue, Mr. Tiger's appetite has been whetted. He removed the plastic wrap to have a look, then frowned, and put the meat back in the refrigerator.

Forget it, eating meat is not as good as eating people, so he went to bed to eat.

Last night, I had a lingering night with Zong Jue, and the taste was not inferior to delicious food. When I thought of Zong Jue's fair skin and lewd behavior, Mr. Tiger's belly suddenly became hot.

He jumped up the stairs three times in one step and rushed into Zong Jue's bedroom.

The bedroom exuded a faint fragrance. As soon as Mr. Tiger entered, he heard Zong Jue's snoring. He seemed to be sleeping soundly, which made him even more upset——

It's unreasonable that you can sleep when I'm unhappy!