murder poppy

The old housekeeper waited for the strange guest who stayed at home for a long time, but he never waited for the master to come home.

The guest seemed to be in a bad mood, and the elegance engraved in his bones on weekdays was all forgotten, and the corners of his mouth that were always upturned were as flat as butter smeared by a delicate knife.

I haven't seen anyone at Mass for several days, and I feel uncomfortable in front of a strange old man with a beard all day long.

The moment Andre came home, it smelled the scent belonging to its owner, and rushed out meowing.

The several-month-old cat already had some appearance. When Andre caught a galloping ball of wool in the living room, he was really stunned for a moment.

Mass, who used to only occupy half of his arms, is now nestled in his arms, with his fluffy tail hanging down.

Andre thought about the excuses he made to Lyons, and suddenly felt a little hard to express.His family's Juan'er was obviously raised smooth and smooth, and he was not treated harshly at all, so he was "hungry".

Mass raised his head, asking Andre to scratch his chin and pat the top of his head.

"It's very sticky to you." The old butler was used to the white eyes of Mass, and was dumbfounded by the appearance of Juan Er, a little wife and good boy, and couldn't help but sigh.

Mass enjoyed the stroking, tilted his head and squinted at the butler, with a sense of nobility that looked down on inferior human beings.

"Thank you for taking care of him." Andre thanked the housekeeper, and then returned to his room.

The house has not been lived in for a long time, and there is a thin layer of dust on the ground, with several rows of cat paw prints on it.

Outsiders were not allowed to enter the house, and of course no one cleaned it. Andre put the mass on the coffin lid and tidied up the house simply.

"Mass," he called, stroking the few fine marks on the body of the coffin with his fingers.

Juan Er obediently squatted on the coffin lid, turned his head to look at its owner, "Meow!"

Andre confronted it for a long time, and finally lost the battle, "Forget it. It's a good thing there is nothing else in this house, otherwise you really want to tear down the house."

Andre pinched the back of Mass's neck, supported his lower body with one hand, and held the cat in his arms.

"Do you want to go back to the castle?" Andre asked suddenly. He looked around at Massa, who had smooth fur and a smooth body, and answered by himself, "It seems that you live better here."

"Some old people are back, and they are not very friendly." Andre moved the mass, "Derek is familiar with me, familiar with blood hunting, and even more familiar with human beings. He is an out-and-out lunatic, a few times more insane than Lyons Times. Teasing him is like messing with a sick dog."

Andre paused for a while, and then concluded with a smile towards the mass: "The terrible kind."

Mass couldn't understand Andre's concerns, he just licked his fingers, looked up his head, or found a place to step on the noble prince while Andre was holding him.

Juan Er's fearless appearance made Andre feel a little helpless.

"Boom, boom." There was a knock on the door.

"Sir, it's time for dinner at Mass." The old butler reminded outside.

Juan Er seemed to recognize the butler's voice, and rushed out without any attachment to Andre.

"..." Andre watched Misa skillfully jump up and pull the handle, opened the door and slipped out through the crack, not knowing how to feel for a while.

The housekeeper was flattered by Mass's warm embrace. Although he knew that it was only interested in eating, no one could dislike being hugged by a good-looking and fluffy cat.

So the old butler held the mass and met Andre who was still in a bad mood with a smile on his face.

Butler: "Would you like dinner?"

"No need." Andre looked at the excited Mass and said, "I'm going to bed first, please take care of Mass."

The old butler nodded, hugged Mass tightly, and thought about how to control Juan Er so that he would not disturb the rest of the guests.

Mass had already been blinded by the dinner, without any distress of being rejected by the master, and was waving his paws to urge the old housekeeper to serve the meal.

Andre was disgusted with Juan Er's appearance that he had never seen the world, so he resolutely closed the door and shut the housekeeper and cat out.

The stagnation of blood caused by the suppressor and the sleepiness caused by the solution made Andre actually very tired.

The creaking sound made by the moving coffin was especially noticeable in the quiet room, as if the devil was moving in the dark.

The quietness of the suburbs is comparable to the dense forest.

It's just that the scenery outside the house is not depressing, and the moonlight is just right.

The author says:

I'm busy three times today, and it happens to be a transitional chapter again, and there are some texts, so it's only so short!

It will be back to normal tomorrow!