Trapping Fried-haired Kittens

"Ah I……"

Yuan Xiaoxiao bit her lip, glanced aside, "This is..."

There are too many things about the surname Emperor, and I always troubled him before.

"Yuan Xiaoxiao."

Gu Li smacked her lips, and returned to the previous topic, "Is that Emperor Xiu really a little mint? It's not true, you said you would come back after a while, you should come back sooner. I always feel...he is not a good person."

Ok?

Dixiu raised his eyebrows, raised his eyes, glanced at his phone with a half-smile, and then at Yuan Xiaoxiao who was sitting upright, curling his lips.

Leave for a while?

Also "go back"?

Dixiu twitched the corner of his mouth and smiled.

Yuan Xiaoxiao: "!!"

"fox!"

Yuan Xiao sat up straight, interrupted a certain fox to get angry, and cleared his throat, "Then what, Dixiu is—" Little Mint!

The voice was stopped abruptly, and Dixiu rubbed his fingertips against the young man's lips, his smile swishing coolly.

"Want to leave? When did it happen?"

Yuan Xiao: "!!"

Gu Li: "?!"

Wufu, the one surnamed Emperor is next to Yuan Xiaoxiao? !

Yuan Xiaoxiao opened her mouth, looked at Dixiu with round eyes, wanted to say something, her lips brushed against her fingertips, and she couldn't help pursing her lips.

A long time ago, when I wanted to get catnip.

Dixiu raised his eyebrows, glanced at the little kitten meaningfully, raised his hand a little upset.

Yuan Xiao twitched her head, bit God Xiu's finger, and quickly hung up the phone and put it back in the accompanying world.

Dixiu paused slightly, closed his eyes, and looked at the young boy who was biting his fingertips, his eyes were slightly darker.

Yuan Xiao put the fox aside, breathed a sigh of relief, and let go of Dixiu's fingers.

At first glance, there is already a shallow tooth mark on the fingertips.

Dixiu laughed, raised his hands and looked around, "Tsk, the kitten is so fierce."

"!!"

Yuan Xiaoxiao reacted belatedly, her face flushed, "No, no."

He had just recovered his memory, but for a while, he couldn't rub against the tree demon without any scruples and sharpen his claws like before, let alone treat himself like a milk cat with red ears like he didn't remember anything. , turned his head away, and froze.

Dixiu smiled lightly, guessing the reason, lowered his eyes, said nothing, and rubbed the boy's head soothingly.

"Last night, I just stared at me and didn't sleep much." Di Xiu said, "Sleep a little longer, I'll go get something to eat."

Yuan Xiao was taken aback for a moment, raised his half-drowned head, and looked up, "... Dixiu."

Found?

Too much time has passed, and he seems to feel that something is wrong no matter how he wants to get along with the dryad.

Always... a bit awkward.

Dixiu's eyes were dark and steady, he messed up his black hair, smiled, "Go to sleep, don't worry."

He has been looking for it for so many years, and now he has finally found it. The kitten is well in front of him, and it is already very good.

Don't be in a hurry.

Yuan Xiao was stuffed back into the quilt by Di Xiu, lying on his side, with half of his face retracted to the edge of the quilt, only a pair of round, black eyes were left to turn around, clean and agile, staring at Di Xiu's back as he left.

Di Xiu stopped and looked back.

The young man paused, then suddenly shrank down, only a little bit of his eyes were exposed, and he was still looking at him, looking obedient.

Dixiu smiled, turned and went out.

Yuan Xiao did not sleep last night, Dixiu was his Xiuxiu, his memory recovered, and the matter of Xiuxiu was settled.

Although he had a guess as to whether the black-hearted local tyrant was Xiuxiu or not, he would still be a little dazed when he really knew.

He stared at Dixiu all night yesterday, turning his head over and over again, the memories of the past and the present were mixed together, making him almost at a loss.

But okay.

Xiuxiu can always see through his emotions at a glance, and always take his thoughts into consideration.

The milky white boy huddled under the quilt, curled up, his nose was filled with the remnant breath of the dryad, he bit his lips, curled the corners of his lips, and closed his eyes.

Di Xiu stood by the door, took a look inside, and made sure that the kitten was asleep, so he went in silently, and pulled down the quilt for him, exposing his nose and mouth.

The little boy obediently nestled under the blanket, sleeping softly with his eyes closed, Dixiu tilted his head, his hands were itchy, smiled, and poked the boy's tender face with his fingertips.

Soft.

Once you poke a small hole, let go of your hand and it will bounce twice.

Dixiu pursed his lips and moved his hands wantonly, as if in play. He controlled his strength, pinched his earlobe for a while, scratched his chin for a while, and never tired of it.

Yuan Xiao felt a big mosquito flying on his face one by one, stinging one after another, behaving badly, making Maomao unbearable.

Yuan Xiaoxiao snorted hazily, raised her hand subconsciously, patted the back of Dixiu's hand, and pushed it away in disgust.

"Don't...don't bite." The boy muttered.

...You say no?

With a little smile in Dixiu's eyes, he stretched out his hand again, rubbing his fingertips against his small chin.

Meow, broken mosquito.

Yuan Xiao got annoyed, turned over directly, and lay face down under the quilt, trying to crush the mosquito to death with her head.

Di Xiu looked at his pressed hand and raised his eyebrows.The young man seemed to have noticed something, and was uncomfortable with that hand. He rubbed his head sullenly a few times, and put his chin into the palm of his hand.

Meow, comfortable...

The little milk cat didn't move anymore, lying on the bed and sleeping soundly, resting on the palm of his hand very vigorously, breathing long.

Dixiu couldn't pull his hand out, and wanted to laugh a little, then looked at the humanoid cat dumpling, his expression softened, he stopped making trouble with him, and watched quietly with a little smile.

Yuan Xiao woke up in the sweet smell of the room, nestled on the bed, her little nose moved, and then opened her eyes in a daze.

...What kind of smell, it smells so good.

It was getting dark outside, and the room was dark. The young man yawned sleepily and cutely, got up from the bed, and drifted over in search of the scent.

Meow.

What a taste, sweet.

Yuan Xiao followed the smell all the way to the kitchen, just in time to meet the tall and long-legged Dixiu coming out of it.

"Black-hearted local tyrant?"

Yuan Xiaoxiao blinked her eyes, her eyes still had the sparkle from yawning, her thin hair was messy on the top of her head, her hair was crooked, and she stared blankly at the human beings.

"what?"

Dixiu paused, leaning forward slightly with his slender and tall body, meeting the young man's staring gaze, "What did you call me...?"

Although he had heard the little kitty call before, but even when he made the little kitten blow up.

In such a peaceful state right now, it was the first time I heard this title.

The young boy was not sober, and his unfit loose pajamas were hanging on his body, revealing half of his shoulders. He touched his earlobe, "You black-hearted local tyrant."

"Yuan Xiaoxiao, you..." Dixiu leaned over and approached the boy, looking straight into those round eyes, "Little kitten, you won't keep calling me that, will you?"

"??"

"That's not true." Yuan Xiao woke up a little, but not too sober, and yawned, "Sometimes they are called black-hearted humans."

"Yuan Xiaoxiao."

On the side of the human voice, it was heavy.

"what?"

Yuan Xiaoxiao shuddered and woke up in an instant. Facing Dixiu who was very close, his eyes almost missed each other, and he leaned back, limply, "What's the matter, I shouted in front of you before."

Dixiu squinted his eyes and laughed, "I yelled when I exploded my hair."

It was the first time when I didn't blow my hair.

Yuan Xiaoxiao understood what the dryad meant, pursed her mouth, "Maomao is right."

Dryad black heart, human black heart.

all black.

Dixiu paused, his smile faded, and he looked at him with unclear meaning.

"..."

Yuan Xiaomao has become more courageous, so he smiled obediently at him, "It's not black, it's white, especially white."

"Dixiu Dixiu, what does this smell like? It smells so good." The kitten changed the subject, rubbed his belly, and said again, his eyes sparkling, "It smells so good."

Dixiu looked at him for a while, laughed, put his hand on his head and snored, "Eat, clean up, eat."

"okay!"

Yuan Xiaomao went excitedly, and reflected on himself on the way——

The cat eats and sleeps like this now, and eats and sleeps, it looks like a soft little milk cat, it is clearly a little milk pig.

Could it be that Yuan Xiaoxiao felt a bit of guilt, feeling that he had squeezed the tree demon too hard, and then when he returned to the table, he saw two small porcelain white bowls on the table, which contained round and not slippery autumn A few small dumplings, round and very cute.

There is hot air on the surface of the bowl, and the sweet and glutinous breath blows towards the face.

Yuan Xiaoxiao's eyes straightened.

Meow.

... Forget it, let's continue to squeeze, the dryad is such a good craft, it's a pity not to squeeze.

Things have been messed up recently, and before you know it, it's already the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the human world is busy, and Yuan Xiao has had a rough time during this period.

Yuan Xiao has never eaten weird human things, such as "Yuanxiao"... Although he knows it, he has never eaten it.

There were small round dumplings in the bowl, soaked in the clear soup, Yuan Xiao blinked and blinked, his expression was a bit unclear and complicated.

...Really, it seems.

When he slept in a ball in his original form, he was not much different from this ball.

The boy turned his head to look at the "human".

Dixiu smiled lowly, without looking at him, filled a spoon with a small Lantern Festival, and dipped it down in one bite, revealing the jet-black black sesame filling.

Fragrant.

Dixiu ate half of the Lantern Festival in a leisurely manner, looked at Shang Yuan Xiaoxiao in a gentle manner, and smiled.

"Little Yuanxiao is black-hearted, I don't know, what kind of heart is Yuan Xiaoxiao?"

Yuan Xiaoxiao: "??!"

Yuan Xiaoxiao looked at the half-bitten Yuan Xiao, with round eyes, always felt that the eyes of this real tree demon and fake human were very meaningful, so she swallowed with difficulty.

"White, white-hearted, cats and tree demons are the same, white-hearted."

Yuan kitten is cowardly.

What do these mean?

Want to cook cats? !

"Oh, white hearted."

Di Xiu pursed his lips, looked at the Yuanxiao in the porcelain spoon, thoughtfully, "Black Heart's Yuanxiao tastes good, I don't know how about Baixin's."

"?!!"

What do these mean? !

Yuan Xiaoxiao looked at Di Xiu in shock, "Bai Xin can't be cooked."

"Can't cook?"

Dixiu seemed puzzled, with a half-smile, "Why?"

Why else?

Yuan Xiaoxiao's eyes widened, looking at this malicious tree demon in disbelief, he could clearly see a bit of playfulness from the bottom of his eyes, and the hair on the top of his head was raised up.

OK, playing cats and cats.

Use the white-hearted cat as the white-hearted Lantern Festival?

Think beautifully.

Just Maomao's physique, this majestic figure, heh.

Yuan Xiao snorted, "Bai Xin is big, the small pot can't cook it."

Dixiu was silent for a moment, and then laughed out of embarrassment, the corners of his lips curled up.

"why are you laughing?!"

Yuan Xiaoxiao's face flushed, and her hair was soft and fried, "It was originally."

He went to the kitchen to see that the Lantern Festival was cooked in a separate small pot.

small!

"Okay, I can't cook it."

There was a sporadic smile in Dixiu's eyes, and he approached gently, pinched the young man's chin with his fingertips, and lifted it up a little.

Yuan Xiao reacted for a while before realizing how close the distance was, and was dumbfounded.

What are you doing?

Dixiu smiled lightly, rubbed his thumb against the young man's lips, and spoke slowly, with a smile on his face, "If you can't cook it, how about eating it raw?"

The author has something to say: Di Xiu (laughs): If you eat it raw, there is a lot of space, and the whole small building can be used.

Yuan Kitty: ? ? ! !