I who pretended to be a bully have feline sequelae

It didn't take long for the car to arrive at Song Qiulin's house.

Wen Yu was familiar with this room, but she still had to pretend that she had never been here before, sitting cautiously by the sofa, sipping the hot tea Song Qiulin gave her.

Ruan Ruan wakes up in the morning and finds that his master has disappeared, not to mention how depressed he is. Coupled with the misunderstanding last night, he really thinks that Song Qiulin doesn't want him anymore, and wants to leave him and leave.

The poor little fat cat whined loudly and waited for a long time at the gate, finally hoping for someone to come back, only to find that Song Qiulin had brought an outsider back.

It still knows this person. It saw it in the mirror when it changed its body a few days ago. Isn't this face the body it occupies?

Cats are extremely possessive of their owners, and it is in their nature to compete for favor.

"Meow meow!" It rushed to the coffee table, arched its back, and growled at Wen Yu who was drinking tea.

Wen Yu is as familiar with it as he is with his own body, so how could he not know its malice towards him.

"Little heartless thing, your master and I can go out and buy things all morning because of you." Wen Yu tapped the tip of its nose.

"Meow!" Don't touch me!

Of course Ruan Ruan can understand her words. After exchanging bodies with Wen Yu before, she seems to have learned the complex language of human beings without a teacher.

Song Qiulin heard the cat meowing from afar, walked over and picked it up with one hand, and rubbed his head familiarly, "What's wrong? Why are you losing your temper?"

Wen Yu watched her interacting with the cat from the sidelines. Previously, No.1 said that she didn't feel it when interacting with her from the perspective. Now, as a bystander, Song Qiulin's doting expression is quite different from the normal meow.

What Zhang Youyuan said is right, this is not raising a cat, this is obviously raising a princess.

It's a pity that even the princess has to take a bath. Thinking of the tragedy of being trapped in the bathroom forcibly cleaning a few days ago, Wen Yu's whole body has a thick layer of goose bumps.

"Meow woo woo woo." The little fat cat kicked his legs and buried himself in front of her, sobbing softly, looking pitiful.

"The cat is quite possessive towards its owner, so it probably thinks that I am competing with her for favor." Wen Yu saw through its petty thoughts at a glance.

There's no way, after all, she also has a similar feeling, but at least she can suppress it rationally. The cat's temperament is equivalent to that of a human child at the age of five or six, so it's not surprising that it is more clingy.

Ruan Ruan, who was throbbing vigorously, heard her words, raised his ears, turned his eyes with a vicious look, and then raised his eyes to look at Song Qiulin resentfully, with his little face drooping, extremely aggrieved.

Song Qiulin raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, it seemed that it really meant what Wen Yu said.

She has always felt that it is soft and obedient and docile, but she never thought that it would think like a human being.

"Really?" She hooked her soft nose with her index finger.

The cat purred softly, as if answering her words.

"By the way." Song Qiulin took out Wen Yu's phone, "Return you."

"Almost forgot." Wen Yu took it over, but found that the screen was black.

"When I found it, I found it was out of battery," Song Qiulin said.

"It's okay." This is even better, she doesn't have to worry about whether Song Qiulin saw the message from Li Yanran.

Thinking that it is normal for the mobile phone to be on standby at school all day during the day, and it will automatically shut down at night, Wen Yu did not become suspicious.

"Meow!" The little fat cat suddenly reached out and grabbed Wen Yu.

It was because when Wen Yu stretched out his hand, he revealed the watch of the same style as Song Qiulin on his wrist. It couldn't distinguish between brown and black, and Wen Yu had a strong smell from Song Qiulin, making it think that Wen Yu stole Song Qiulin's things. .

Although Song Qiulin cut the cat's nails diligently, he couldn't help but scratched violently. Wen Yu was also delicate, and a mark appeared on the back of his hand instantly.

"Hey! You little bad cat." Wen Yu retracted his hand and threw the phone aside.

"I read."

Before he could take a look at the broken hand, Song Qiulin grabbed it and held it in his hand.

There is no flesh on Wen Yu's hands, the skin is white, the wound is not deep, but the skin is slightly torn, but because of Wen Yu's easily injured body, the broken skin is a little red.

Song Qiulin frowned, and blew lightly on her behalf, "Does it hurt?"

Wen Yu's fingers trembled, and the cool wind blowing from the back of her hand seemed to penetrate her skin and blow into her body, and her lower back felt numb for a while.

"It doesn't hurt much." Wen Yu quickly retracted it, "If you don't see blood, you shouldn't need to get vaccinated."

"Just to be on the safe side, I'll have the doctor come over later." Song Qiulin stood up, "Now we need to disinfect first. You sit while I go upstairs to get the medicine box."

Song Qiulin's serious look seemed to have infected the little fat cat. It realized that it had done something wrong, shrunk its head, and meowed softly.

"Go, go, I still can't subdue a cat." Wen Yu rolled up his sleeves, hugged his soft palms against its cheeks and rubbed it, squeezing its face into a ball for a while, pinching and pulling it for a while Kai, staring at it with both eyes, began to reason, "You are not a good boy to catch people like this, do you know what bad boys will end up in the end?"

The little fat cat shook its two front paws to push her, but its hands were too short to touch her at all, because Song Qiulin didn't dare to stretch out his paws just now, so he could only meow and meow by Wen Yu. .

Wen Yu wrinkled his face and made a fierce expression to scare it, "The bad boys were eventually sold to the cat coffee shop for prostitution work, do you want to go too?"

The little fat cat twitched its nose, with tears in its eyes, and gave Song Qiulin a look for help, but the master who loved him like a treasure in the past didn't lend a helping hand this time.

Song Qiulin trusted Wen Yu very much, knowing that she would not hurt Ruanruan, he stood up and said "I'll get down later" and really left.

Wen Yu thought he understood the cat's habits, picked a cat teaser with light blue feathers from the bag according to his own vision, and shook it back and forth in front of it.

"Hey, little fat cat, take a hop."

"Meow meow!" Nope!

The little fat cat raised its chin up, but its small eyes couldn't stop looking up. It couldn't be helped, the blue color was too conspicuous, and the way the feathers danced lightly with the swing also scratched its heart.

Ahhhhh!I really want to jump on it!

"It's okay." Wen Yu took out another item from the bag, which was a snack carefully selected by Song Qiulin according to its taste. Wen Yu held the packaging bag and teased it with a smile, "How about I give you a bite for every dance you do?" .”

Mao Ruanruan reluctantly turned around, "Meow..."

As soon as Wen Yu lifted her wrist, it immediately jumped forward, clasping its front paws together to catch the feather. She laughed cheerfully, her plan succeeded, she picked up the cat and stuffed it into her arms, and imitated Song Qiulin's technique , give her a smooth hair.

"Meow... Meow..." Mao Ruanruan originally wanted to resist, but Wen Yu's gentle strength stroked her back as if the master was pampering her.

So comfortable... Huh...

With a smile on Wen Yu's face, he was amused by the duplicity of the little fat cat. Seeing that it had narrowed its eyes comfortably and relaxed its vigilance, he stretched out his claws towards its soft belly.

Wow, she has wanted to do this for a long time. This piece looks very good in the hand. When she was a cat before, she didn't feel the pleasure of being pleasing at all. Today she needs to touch it enough.

"Meow!" When the most insecure place was touched, the cat subconsciously kicked its legs, but soon let down its vigilance again, tilted its head and started snoring in Wen Yu's arms.

Wen Yu's hands were sore from rubbing, so he leaned on the sofa and changed his position to continue.

When Song Qiulin came down with the medicine box, he saw a man and a cat falling asleep on the sofa.

Wen Yu lay curled up on her side, with a ball-like cat in her arms, and the slender eyelashes on her cheeks made her sleeping face look defenseless and quiet—if there was no cat If the paw is on it.

Song Qiulin shook his head, and moved his paw away from Wen Yu's cheek, probably only when Wen Yu was asleep, Mao Ruanruan could do such mischief on her face.

"Meow?" The cat noticed her, opened its eyes a little, realized that it was the owner, and fell asleep peacefully.

Song Qiulin gently hugged it away, leaned into its ear and said, "Don't bully your sister."

"Meow..." Got it.

Song Qiulin didn't wake her up, squatted down, and disinfected her with a cotton swab dipped in alcohol.

Touched by the cold alcohol, Wen Yu moved his fingers sensitively, Song Qiulin stopped to look at her, did not open his eyes, probably unconsciously, so he continued to deal with it with confidence.

After disinfection, some ointment was applied.

She closed the box, bent down, put her arms through Wen Yu's legs, stroked his back, and picked him up.

The body suddenly flew into the air, and the centrifugal force made Wen Yu a little uneasy. He twisted his body to break free, Song Qiulin stopped, leaned her head on his shoulder, and said softly, "It's me, go to sleep, I'll carry you to the bed."

Wen Yu fell asleep in a daze, and in a trance, he recognized this as Wen Ziyang, wrapped his arms around him immediately, and rubbed against her, "It's better than my sister, it's fragrant and soft, so comfortable to hug, don't be fooled by that big vixen." Lied to."

Sister fox spirit: ...

If the cat on the sofa opened its eyes and saw Ruan Ruan at this time, it would definitely whine aggrievedly: "What about me, do you just leave me alone?"

Song Qiulin carried him into the master bedroom, took off his shoes and coat, and helped cover him with a quilt.

The heating was turned on in the room, and the more Wen Yu slept, the warmer it became. His frown relaxed, and his face sank into the soft pillow, which was very comfortable.

Surrounded by familiar smells, the sense of security made her relax her body vigilance.

Song Qiulin found a book, put on his glasses, and leaned on a chair to read slowly.

Tired of watching, I squeezed the space between my eyebrows, looked up at the person who was sleeping soundly, and my heart seemed to soften immediately.

She smiled faintly, and couldn't help but took out her phone to take another photo.

……

When it was almost time for dinner, Wen Yu finally had the intention of waking up.

"I fell asleep?" Wen Yu rubbed his head, sat up with his hands on his hands, "What time is it?"

Cats are lethargic, and it is not uncommon for cats to sleep for fifteen hours a day, so she is also affected. Recently, the sleep time has been extended in various ways, and she can snooze for a while at random.

"Meal time." Song Qiulin stood up and answered.

She changed into home clothes, and she still wore metal-rimmed glasses. The abstinence style was tightly fastened, and today the buttons were unbuttoned below the collarbone for the first time, and opened generously as she leaned over.

"Why is your face so red? Do you have a fever?" Song Qiulin said, pressing the back of his hand to her forehead.

Wen Yu blinked, and suddenly felt his nose itch.

"Don't move." Song Qiulin held down her hand that was about to rub her nose, and took two tissues from the bedside.

There were a few spots of blood in the wiped tissue.

Nosebleed.

"No, I'm not hot." Her voice was very hoarse, as if she was swallowing sand, "Maybe... the air conditioner is turned on too dry, it happens occasionally, I'm used to it."

She found a reason for herself, the weather was dry, and the heating was turned on, so she had a nosebleed.

Except for these two reasons, it has nothing to do with anything else!