The cat master of this seat

His wet eyes met a small fish.

Further up are white and clean fingers twisting small dried fish.

Song Shiyue couldn't help reaching out and scratching his chin, his starry eyes turned slightly: "Little lazy cat, are you hungry?"

Yun Chi blinked, only Xiao Yugan was in his eyes.

He stretched out his head to get up to bite the dried fish.

Song Shiyue insisted on teasing him: "Miss me?"

What do you want or not!Speak well to this deity!

Yunchi only had Xiaoyugan in his eyes, and he didn't want to talk to Song Shiyue at all.

"Huh?" Song Shiyue continued to coax: "Screaming means thinking about it."

Yunchi waved his paws to reach for the dried fish.

"I'll give you the answer." Song Shiyue had full patience and asked again: "Do you want me?"

The farthest distance in the world is that the small dried fish is clearly in front of your eyes, but the cats can't eat it!

hateful!

What the hell kind of fun is this!Can ordinary cats understand?hold head high?Talking nonsense and bullying cats here!Yun Chi slandered.

Going through a psychological tug-of-war, um... lasted for about... as long as one, two or three fingers.

Life is precious, but dignity is more expensive. If it is for delicious food, both can be thrown away!

The cat that can bend and stretch bears the burden of humiliation: "Meow!"

"good."

Holding the delicious small dried fish in both hands, and enjoying the top belly massage provided by Mozun, Yunchi said: Cats are born to be happy!

I have never experienced such warmth before.

Ever since he could remember, he would suddenly turn into a cat every night until he was brought back by the old head of the Qingxu Northern Territory.The old master said that as long as he cultivates hard, he will be able to control his body stably at the age of 20.

So, during the day, he practiced with the disciples in the Qingxu Northern Territory, and when it got dark, he had to go back to the dormitory immediately and lock himself up so that no one else would find out.

So he didn't participate in all the activities held at night, and over time he distanced himself from other disciples, and many people said behind his back that he was pretending to be aloof.

That's why he never gets close to anyone.

Until that year, he became the youngest immortal in the cultivation world, and no one dared to criticize him again.

19 years old.He came back from work in the lower realm, and overheard the disciples discussing something during the interval of practice.

It seems to have something to do with the young disciples that the head of the sect helped him take in earlier.

"Does that kid think that he is great because he is the apprentice of the Immortal Venerable? Tiantian looks like he is arrogant, but the Immortal Venerable has no time to pay attention to him at all."

"That's right. And it was accepted by the head of the sect to help the immortal, I think the immortal is not happy at all."

"Hey, I heard that he is the child of the master and a girl from the lower world, so the master..."

"Really? Are you sure?"

The whispers became weaker and weaker, but with Ling Yun's ears, they could hear clearly, and a sense of irritability emerged spontaneously.

A cold voice interrupted them: "It seems that they are too idle."

Amidst the horrified eyes, the violent factor in Yunchi's body was restlessly agitated. He lowered his eyelids and said impatiently, "Practice the immortal technique taught today a hundred times, and you are not allowed to rest until you finish practicing."

After all, it was delayed for a while.The last ray of light in the sky was swallowed by darkness, he passed out under a bauhinia tree in Cihuang Palace, and when he woke up, he found himself hugged by someone.

Panic flashed in his eyes, and Yun Chi wanted to escape, but found that he had no strength at all.

"Don't be afraid. Be good..." stroking his head with warm palms, looking at him worriedly: "You are sick, let me take care of you, okay?"

Yun Chi saw clearly that the person in front of him was the apprentice who had lived in the same palace with him all along, but he had never paid much attention to him.

Song Shiyue.

He seemed to really have a fever. He was tired and didn't want to move, but he still stared at the child vigilantly for a long time with his body stretched.

But the child was very nervous, obviously didn't feel his distrust, only thought that he was afraid of strangers, and he was sick and uncomfortable, so he became more anxious, fed him water, and kept comforting him.

After making sure that the child didn't intend to hurt him, Yun Chi slowly relaxed.

It was late at night, and Song Shiyue held him in his arms, warming him with his fiery body temperature.

In the middle of the night, I woke up again and again, and didn't fall asleep until the eve of dawn.

At dawn, a soft ball rolled out of the child's neck.

Yun Chi left.

Yun Chi was meditating in the back mountain when he suddenly heard the sound of sobbing, his brows were slightly frowned, and he immediately thought of Song Shiyue.

He followed the sound, and sure enough, he saw Xiao Song Shiyue crying silently while pawing the grass.

As soon as the child woke up, he found that the cat was gone. He couldn't find it after searching in the house for a long time, so he had to go outside to look for it.

But he dared not open his mouth to call the cat, for fear of disturbing the master.

He lowered his head, wanting to see if the kitten hid secretly in the grass.Until a pair of immaculate white boots appeared in front of my eyes.

Looking up to meet Master's calm eyes, Song Shiyue's breath was stagnant, and he wiped his tears with his sleeve indiscriminately: "Master...Master."

The child's hair was disheveled, his eyes were red, and his half-shod feet were mottled with red marks cut by weeds. He was only wearing a middle coat, and he didn't even have time to put on a coat.

"Master... did I disturb you?" The child was crying.

Yun Chi looked down at him, but he didn't make a sound, so why bothered him?

If you want to blame, you can only blame your ears for being too sensitive to sound.

Yun Chi shook his head, and after a while, he tentatively asked, "What are you looking for?"

"No...no." The child said as if he was about to cry again, "It's nothing, Master."

The master stared at him, but the child refused to let go.

He nodded, and finally turned and walked away, but his brows were slightly frowned.

Yun Chi returned to the Tianchi Lake and closed his eyes to rest his mind, but the sound of suppressed sobbing kept coming from his ears.

Tsk.I cried so pitifully.

Song Shiyue found the dark from the day, and cried all his tears, leaving only his red nose still twitching.

He cried all day, and Yun Chi listened to him cry all day.

Tired of crying, the child slumped on the edge of the corridor.

The chubby little white ball hid in the corner and peeped for a while, finally ran over, and jumped into his arms the moment he heard the reputation.

Song Shiyue hugged him tightly, pursed his lips tightly, turned and ran into the house.

As soon as the door was closed, he burst into tears: "Where did you go? Woohoo! I thought... I thought..."

Xiao Song Shiyue stopped suddenly and tried to wipe away his tears, but the tears kept rolling down. He simply didn't wipe them away, but carefully checked Maomao's body, and found that there were no wounds on it, nor did it look like He was relieved to be weak yesterday.

Like a ghost, Yun Chi stretched out his paw to touch his face, and rubbed it hesitantly, trying to wipe away his tears.

But Xiao Song Shiyue cried even harder.

Immortal Lingyun: "..."

Why are children so difficult to coax?

Difficult.

……

At this moment, Yun Chi looked at the Mozun who was tirelessly scratching his belly, thought about it, turned over, put his chin on his thigh, put his paw on it lightly, and lazily said, "Meow~"

Song Shiyue's hand paused, and he pulled him into his arms.

Smelling the pleasant smell again, Yun Chi was satisfied with sniffing here and there, and the fluffy ears rubbed against the skin on the side of his neck from time to time.

Song Shiyue held the cat in one hand and weighed it, then lowered his head and rubbed the fluttering cat's ears: "I haven't seen you for two days, I'm getting fat. What did Xia Sheng give you?"

"??" Yun Chi froze for a moment.

"Heavier."

"..." Mao Mao slapped his neck fiercely, and jumped out of his arms, holding his fat... ah!The round and lovely body is gone.

Don't look back!

The author has something to say: October: If you call out, it means you miss me.

Maomao: I have to bark twice! (Akimbo jpg.)

October: It turns out that the cat misses me very much.

Maomao: ... Where's the face?