The coach is sweet and innocent [E-sports]

My name is Nan Xiaohei, my name is a bit long, but it is awesome.From two men who mean a lot to me.

The first one called me Xiao Heiye, a very beautiful young man, so beautiful that he was even more beautiful than any kittens I had ever met before.

At that time, I was hiding in a hole in the green belt. The man spotted me with sharp eyes and squatted down beside me. He smiled and said, "Where is the little dirty cat?"

You are dirty!You all are dirty!

Young master, I obviously lick my fur every day, once in the morning and once in the evening, I don’t know how many times cleaner Mao Mao is than the wild dog opposite!

The man has a nice smell of meat, which is very similar to the smell of the canned food that I like the most later on, let's call him canned food.

"Don't touch it, wild dogs are not clean!"

Behind the can was a man in a suit and leather shoes. The man looked at me condescendingly. The man had no expression on his face, but I knew he disliked me.Coincidentally, I don't like him either.

Fortunately, the canned food didn't listen to that man, and found an old box from somewhere and put me in it.

In addition to the smell of meat, the canned food also has a faint aroma.I like the smell very much, and I turned my head and rubbed it on the hand of the can.

Can Can raised his eyebrows: "This little guy is not afraid of people."

After that, the cans were canned for the rest of my life.

My canned family lives in a very big house, but the sleeping place is very small.Canned is very busy every day. When he is not around, I jump on a big boxy monster in the room, and when I step on the small white square, it will make a ding-ding-dong-dong sound, which is very fun.

There are other people in the house. The one I saw the most was a human boy with a golden hair. Every time this guy saw me, he smiled ferociously, and he opened his mouth with five fingers and said "Xiao Hei~" .Is it the kind of kitten that people can touch casually?This guy hasn't even touched my tail hair.

There were many other people in the big house, and Can seemed to have a high status among them.Occasionally, when the canned food is not walking around the big house, I can always harvest a lot of delicious food.

There is only one exception.

The man is tall, maybe a little bit taller than the can. It is said that his appearance ranks second in the whole big house, but he is not as beautiful as my can. I don’t know how to describe it], humans call this handsome, but I love the look of my canned food more.The people in the house called him Captain.

The first time this guy saw me, he wrote the word dislike on his face.

Coincidentally, I hate him too.

By the way, the first word in my name is what this guy put on me a long time later while the can was away!

The people in the house said that he doesn't like my canned food, and every time he talks to my canned food, he has a bad face.

But I feel... like not.

Although this guy didn't say anything nice, he didn't show any disgust when he looked at my canned food.

There is even a feeling of... a wolf looking at food, it must be my eyes.

The relationship between him and my canned food is getting better and better, and I am more and more worried. There is always an illusion that my canned food will be eaten by others.

If I could speak human language, I would definitely keep my canned food away from this guy as soon as possible.

But needless to say, this guy's skill in serving cats is much better than my canned food.

This includes preparing food, grooming, and cutting nails.

It would be a disaster for my family to get canned food, but that boy is handy.

So although the two of us dislike each other, I can still lie in my arms and enjoy his services as a matter of course.

Very harmonious!

The young man trimmed my nails with a blank expression, and suddenly said: "You and your father are carved out of the same mold."

My father refers to canned food. Ever since the name Xiao Hei Ye was spread, he began to call me his son. Human beings are so fickle!

The boy gathered the clipped nails into a pile, and I lazily rolled over and got off him. Before I took two steps, I was grabbed by my tail.

The corner of the boy's lips twitched: "Call me Grandpa?"

Young Master, I gave him a supercilious look on the spot: "You're thinking of farting! Grandson!"