The daily life of cats and foxes [entertainment]

Seeing that she failed to escape, the little milk cat simply rolled herself into a ball and shrank into the arms of her fox. The inhuman state made her feel full of security.

"Here." Qin Moran stretched out his hand, and put it in front of Xiaobai Tuanzi in his arms.

"Meow?" The little milk cat tilted its head, staring at Qin Moran with confused eyes.

Qin Moran moved his hand a little closer, and the soft whiskers brushed against the back of his hand, itching.

The little milk cat didn't understand, raised its paw and put it on her fox's hand, carefully pushed it away, fearing that the cat's whiskers would make her fox uncomfortable, then continued to look at her fox, softly He yelled loudly: "Meow?"

"Little stupid cat, didn't you say that I was too much, I will scratch you and bite you to vent my anger, but you are not allowed to run around." Qin Moran said gently and seriously.

Qing Mao Mao Yu glanced at the hand stretched out in front of her, then raised her head and glanced at her fox, as if silently evaluating.

After looking back and forth for a while, the little milk cat opened its mouth and bit her fox's hand, stayed for a while symbolically, let go of its mouth and patted the back of the hand twice with its cat's claw, the cat's face was full of satisfaction, and the milk sound Said milkily: "Okay, relieve your anger."

Qin Moran was stunned for a moment, then suddenly moved closer to the little milk cat in his arms, rubbed it happily, and murmured: "It's so cute, I can't do it anymore, I really want to hide you, only I can see it alone."

"Meow~" Qing Mao Mao Yu was taken aback by her fox's sudden movement, and dissatisfiedly pushed her paw towards her face, "Go away, I'm still angry."

The corners of Qin Moran's mouth kept rising, and he held the little milk cat's paw and put it on his arm, coaxing in a low voice: "Huh? My baby is still angry, it's my fault, my fault, let me vent my anger."

The sharp claws protruded from the furry claws, and the little kitten raised its claws to scratch a bloody mark. When it fell, the sharp claws suddenly retracted, and the little kitten slapped its face angrily. Turning around, the milky voice said softly: "Hmph, you've got it right, I can't bear it."

Qin Moran smiled lowly and stretched out his hand to scratch the little milk cat's chin, and waited until the comfortable cat purr came, and then said softly: "My dear, you'll be back soon, let's pick out clothes for tomorrow's catwalk."

"Hmph, I think the one I tried just now is pretty good, let's count it into the catwalk." The little milk cat turned her head to the other side angrily, and raised her paw to press the hand scratching her chin.

"No, no, this one doesn't count. I can only see how you look like this!" Qin Moran immediately objected repeatedly, and finally explained in a low voice, "I just look at this one... it can more intuitively reflect the effect of lip prints... You see, this is not the plan for tomorrow."

The little milk cat jumped up suddenly as if its tail had been stepped on. Qin Moran caught it in a fright and hugged him tightly. Even so, the little milk cat was still struggling.

"No, I don't want it!" Qing·Mao·Yu Jian couldn't break free, so he could only refuse angrily, and his legs went limp when he recalled the scene just now.

"Good boy, I promise I won't kiss on the legs tomorrow! At most, it's only on the exposed skin." Qin Moran probably guessed the reason for her kitten's jumping feet, and promised again and again.

"Then...then...that's fine." The little milk cat looked at her fox suspiciously for a while, and agreed hesitantly, then raised the cat's paw and patted the arm that was hugging her, "let go Leave me, turn around, I want to get dressed!"

After a rustling sound of getting dressed, Qing Yu put back on her original clothes, unwilling to stay in the dressing room for a moment, and quickly tugged at Qin Moran's fingertips, whose back was facing her, and urged: "We get out."

"Okay." Qin Moran sensitively grasped the extended hand and walked out while leading it.

Qingyu glanced at his glasses for the last time, tugged at the collar, and while secretly rejoicing that the collar he was wearing today was relatively high, he wiped his neck with a tissue at random, and tidied up the collar at the last second when he walked out of the dressing room. Plain and comfortable.

"Honey, that..." Qin Moran's eyes lit up, looking at her kitten expectantly.

Qingyu glanced at the direction her fox pointed at, and immediately locked on one of them. She slandered secretly in her heart, and said flatly: "Well, if you want to try it, it will count as tomorrow's..."

"Well, I don't think this one is suitable for you. Look at it another way..." Qin Moran's expression changed, and he quickly changed his words.

Qing Yu was not surprised by this at all, and snorted softly, and a very thin voice floated out, piercing into Qin Moran's ears.

"I really want to scratch you to death (σ｀д′)σ!"

"Go back and scratch it for you~" Qin Moran responded softly, with an unknown light shining in his eyes.

As soon as the words were finished, Qin Moran witnessed the light pink color quickly spread over the tips of her kitten's ears, she immediately laughed lowly, raised Qing Yu's chin, and her words were full of determination.

"What is the little dirty cat thinking? Huh?"

"No...it's nothing..." Qing Yu stammered and replied, his eyes were full of guilt, and his cheeks were suspiciously rosy.

After constant matching attempts, Qing Yu and Qin Moran selected a variety of different styles.

"I still have to screen out a total of twenty sets, how do I choose..." Qin Moran was in a dilemma, at a loss for the various combinations in front of him.

Qingyu glanced at the dark sky outside, thinking about the plan formed in his mind when he arrived, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he said softly: "Let's do this first, we will see the specific situation tomorrow and pick from the inside, it's better to keep more options. "

"Well—it makes sense, let's do this first, it's a bit late, I'm so hungry." Qin Moran stretched his waist, hugged Qing Yu beside him, smiling, "Baby, where to eat?" I will leave it to you to solve it, I want to eat delicious food, otherwise..."

"Well, what else?" Qing Yu waited for a while, seeing that her fox did not continue, she couldn't help her inner curiosity, and asked.

"Otherwise, I'll eat that disobedient little cat at home, let me think about what to do..." Qin Moran stuck to Qing Yu's ear, pretending to think.

"The restaurant I'm looking for will be delicious!" Qing Yu promised first.

"Then it's settled. If it's not delicious, stew it in braised sauce, fry it in soy sauce, or eat it raw~" Qin Moran stared at her kitten maliciously.

"Okay, no problem." For the first time, Qing Yu was not shy, but agreed, then took Qin Moran's hand and walked out.

"Honestly speaking, are you thinking about how to get rid of it?" Qin Moran asked, looking suspiciously at her kitten's facial expression.

"No, I just have confidence in that restaurant." Qing Yu's eyes were full of calm, and his words were full of confidence.

Three hours later, Qing Yu and Qin Moran slowly walked out of a restaurant.

"It's good, let's go back to the hotel..." Qin Moran rubbed his stomach, a little more troubled between his brows and eyes.

"Sleep after eating..." Qingyu turned her head towards her fox, with little smiles in her eyes, and teased, "Could it be that this one in my family is not a fox?"

"You scold me!" Qin Moran immediately understood the implication of her kitten's words, and complained softly.

Qing Yu's bright eyes widened slightly, staring at her fox innocently.

"How about we go to a fun place?" Qing Yu glanced at the time and asked suddenly.

"Okay, okay, where are you going?" Qin Moran's sleepiness disappeared, and he suddenly became interested and curious.

"You'll know when we get there." Qing Yu smiled softly, put on a show, and reached out to stop a taxi.

Fluent French came out of Qing Yu's mouth, and the taxi galloped to the destination.

#@%#&! ?A series of words that could not be interpreted by the brain came to the ear along with the familiar voice, Qin Moran was stunned for a while, and when she heard her kitten and the taxi driver greeted without hindrance, she suddenly realized that she Kittens seem to speak French? !

"Huh? Baby, do you know French?" Qin Moran unconsciously expressed his inner guess, and asked her kitten for proof.

"A little bit." Qing Yu nodded and admitted modestly.

"It's really only a little bit?" Qin Moran showed doubts on his face.

"Emmm... just a little bit more, let's be able to communicate normally." Qingyu confessed honestly, telling the whole story, "I took French as an elective in college."

"I never knew..." Qin Moran stretched out his arms and hugged her kitten as if he had discovered a new continent, with a strong desire to find out on his face, he asked Qingyu with great interest, "Where is my treasured milk cat?" What will happen?"

"Huh? I know everything you like. If not, I'll learn." With a gentle smile on his face, Qing Yu stared at Qin Moran with affection in his eyes.

Qin Moran's whole body exudes the joy of being smoothed, leaning on her kitten, holding the arms that encircle her, his eyebrows and eyes are full of lingering.

The taxi stopped slowly, the iconic red windmill, the eye-catching neon lights were colorful, the crowds flowed under the deep sky, and the ambiguity and night were intertwined, Moulin Rouge.

"This is—" Qin Moran pushed open the car door, looked carefully for a while, and recognized it, "Moulin Rouge?"

In the words, Qin Moran was half puzzled, half sure, the Moulin Rouge in Paris was really too famous, even if he had never been there before, the moment the highly recognizable building came into view, the place name was ready to come out, but her kitten took her Coming here was completely unexpected.

"Merci." Qingyu thanked the taxi driver, got out of the car after paying the bill, held her fox's hand firmly, and responded, "Yes, I booked the ticket in advance, and the time is right now, I Guess you'll enjoy the show here."

"When did you buy the ticket? Why didn't I know?" Qin Moran suddenly looked at her kitten, with joy in his eyes, and asked repeatedly.She really wanted to see a performance of the Moulin Rouge. She checked it in the afternoon, but found that the tickets for the singing and dancing show had already been sold out. She didn't expect her kitten to prepare such a surprise in a silent manner.