The person who is secretly in love turns into a cat and touches porcelain

Taking advantage of Cen Libai's afternoon nap, Xu Yuan sneaked into the study and closed the door. Ever since he saw the hang tag in the glass jar, he has been reading it all the time, and even the food is not delicious.

He jumped back and forth between whether the tag was his own or not, hating that he didn't take a second look to confirm it, and finally couldn't bear it until now.

The first thing Xu Yuan did after his transformation was to lock the door of the study, step lightly, hold his breath, walk to the bookcase, and carefully open the door.

yeah--

It's round!

The initials replaced by tulips, the familiar patterns, were designed by Xu Yuan himself, and only the bouquets he handles will be put in the hanging tags.

Xu Yuan smiled so much that he showed his pointed canine teeth, hugged the glass jar and walked to the desk, poured out the hang tags and counted them one by one.

He likes me, he doesn't like me,... well, he likes me!

Xu Yuan put the last two coins into the well-counted pile at the same time.

He likes me so much.

Xu Yuan grinned foolishly, turned into a kitten and rolled happily on the desk, the softly combed white fur exploded, like a large fluffy dandelion, scattered with the wind.

bump--

When it was over, Xu Yuan looked down at the pen holder lying on the ground, with golden tags scattered around it, his heart skipped a beat, he quickly picked it up and put it back where it was.

Before the pen container had time to clean up, Xu Yuan heard footsteps and hurriedly turned into a cat.

Cen Libai was awakened when he heard a bang in his sleep, he didn't have to think that it must be that stinky piggy, what was he playing with, it was such a big noise.

Xiaoguai was not seen in the living room, and Cen Libo found that the door of the study room was tightly closed, but he did not, and the suspect cat was probably inside.Cen Libo walked straight, seeing a mess in front of him, the cat was sitting with its legs together, its round and black eyes gleaming with delicacy, obediently waiting to be scolded.

Cen Libo was unmoved, he raised it with its armpit inserted, and shook it from side to side, making the kitten flutter in the air like a flag.

"You didn't lock the door for a day, and you came in to do bad things?"

"Miwu~" Xiaoguai yelled softly and slowly, with a lingering ending, like a little hook, which tickles people's hearts.

Is Cen Libai such an easy-to-buy person? He faced it coldly, picked up things on the ground with the little chubby cat in his arms, and cursed while picking up things: "You little bastard, you are more than successful than you are. Once you find it, when you take the initiative to find me, you are either hungry or have done something bad."

"Smelly cat, should you reflect on yourself?"

Xiaoguai's head got lower and lower, because of his fat neck and short neck, soon his chin touched the soft fur on his chest, it seemed that he knew he was wrong.

"Say you are still wronged?"

The little boy moved his wet nose, and rubbed his head against Cen Libai acting like a spoiled child, but he didn't rub so much that he meowed in a hurry.

Silly cat, so stupid that no one can criticize him harshly, Cen Libo was helpless, hugged the little chubby cat, and patted its thick back like loosening the cotton in the quilt: "Every time you make a mistake, you just hope to act coquettishly and get away with it. Think about what I will do if I don’t eat your set.”

Xiaoguai looked up, looking straight at him with moist black eyes, as if saying, I am such a cute kitten, who would not follow my routine.

No matter how old the routine is, it is enough for it to work. He is an experienced cat. Being a cat may seem like a layman, but when it comes to understanding humans, he said that he is second. No kitten can be called the first. 20 years of human experience is not enough blown.

Cen Libai nodded Xiaoguai's nose, and laughed and cursed: "Putting away your little tricks, you really should record them for other people in the community to see what kind of virtue an expert dog master usually has at home."

Xiaoguai patted his hand with the thick paw pad unhappily, and disagreed with his statement.

Cen Libai scratched on the paper to check whether the pen was broken, and said after being beaten: "I disagree, think about it and see if what I said makes sense."

He seemed a bit bored, chatting with a cat who could only meow, meow, meow, who knows if Xiao Guai understands his words.

Cen Libai chuckled, wrote "playing the piano to the cat" on the paper, and waved it in front of Xiaoguai's eyes for him to read.

Letting a cat understand Chinese characters is embarrassing it. Cen Libo kindly read it out: "I am playing the piano to the cat."

In fact, bully cats are uneducated and can't even understand, he is a little fool.

Little Guai spoke too late, then quickly, a cat's paw slapped the paper to the ground, and scratched it to pieces twice.

Cen Libo didn't understand how it could make such flexible movements with its chubby body, but he couldn't say that the little boy was puffy.

He knows exactly how much the little boy weighs. He can memorize the numbers after the decimal point on the weighing scale. It's all the weight of money, not less than a gram.

Cen Libo scratched the chubby cat's chin: "You don't know what kind of anger you are."

"understood?"

Xiao Guai hugged his hand and climbed onto his knees, the whole cat was pressed on Cen Libai's thigh, its snow-white tail swayed from side to side, sweeping across the hanging wrist.

Cen Libo was about to close his pen, when he saw this naughty kitten, he turned the nib back to the paper, and made three or two strokes in a clean corner, outlining a kitten holding a ball of yarn, with lively eyes and a cute nose.

Cen Libo knocked on the table, let the cat look over, and asked: "Little boy, do you look like you?"

Xiaoguai's neck was raised, and his upper body stood up and lay down on the table. Only then did Cen Libo realize that a kitten who is so fat also has a neck, but he usually doesn't bother to show it.

"Meow." Xiaoguai folded the paper in half, put it into his arms with his paws, and glanced at Cen Libai, as if to indicate that if he drew me, it would be mine, and the kitten also had the right to portrait.

Cen Libai bent his peach blossom eyes, as if they were filled with watery light, tender and affectionate.

"Take it away and put it away. You don't sleep in the cat's nest. You don't need me to put it on the pillow. You can crush it yourself."

"According to what I know about you, at that time, I will definitely not think that I messed up and want me to compensate you, right, little piggy?" Cen Libai tickled Xiaoguai's belly.

"Mi~" Xiaoguai narrowed his eyes slightly in comfort, and after a while he came back to his senses, the person in front of him was scolding it, shook his head, and grinded his small white teeth like rice grains in his tiger's mouth, as if threatening to say whether he would take it back If you don't accept it, I'm going to bite, I really want to bite, the teeth are very sharp!

Cen Libai patted it on the head, suppressed the runaway kitten, and said, "Okay, okay, I'll put it in a photo frame for you."

The little boy meowed in satisfaction, and put his paw in Cen Libai's hand, allowing him to pinch it as a reward.

Cen Libo took another look. The kitten he drew was messy. Although he had a bit of a cute charm, he was really ordinary. He was a little native cat who had never seen the world. When he saw a self-portrait, he regarded it as a treasure.

"Just this one?"

Xiaoguai licked her paw in satisfaction, and pushed the pen towards Cen Libai, there were not too many good things.

Cen Libai flicked its forehead: "Greedy."

Even though he said that, Cen Libai still drew a few more pictures for Xiaoguai. He had never learned how to draw, and the kittens he drew were all different, each with its own flaws, some with short beards, and some with short beards. Big and small eyes, some fierce like a bully.

But Xiaoguai was very satisfied with these, and the paw pads pressed on each painting, and its meaning was already obvious.

Cen Libai tentatively took out the inkpad, and sure enough, a snow-white chubby paw stretched out and landed on the red clay. After it was stained, he pressed it next to the painting, and a chubby little red plum was drawn.

Cen Libai laughed: "You didn't have enough fun last time."

"Meow!" Xiaoguai urged, holding up her red claws.

Cen Libai spread out the paper and pressed something to dry it, and replaced it to allow the kitten to continue its dream of being a painter.

Xiao Guai, Dad treats you well, he didn't send you to Kitten Kindergarten to force you to study, and implement happy education.

After Xiaoguai finished drawing, the paw pad slapped Cen Libai's white coat, so fast that Cen Libai didn't even have time to stop it, leaving a bright red paw print on the clothes, those who didn't know it thought they had strayed into the scene of a horror movie.

"Little boy—"

Cen Libo frowned, trying to catch the restless cat, is he sick, playing childish games with the cat, but in the end the victim was himself.

Xiaoguai rushed out and looked back, the cat kept slipping away without being caught by him.

Cen Libai saw a string of red footprints on the ground, his blood pressure soared, and he pressed his eyebrows.

Xiaoguai, you wait, don't get caught by me, what a broken cat.

Cen Libo couldn't catch the cat, and couldn't help him mop the floor if he caught it. In the end, he could only hold the mop by himself and rub against the red paw prints.After taking out the mop, within a short while, Cen Libai took advantage of the opportunity to clean the dead corners that he couldn't usually clean.

Cen Libai suddenly stopped his movements, bent down to pick up a hanging tag, with an inexplicable expression on his face.He opened the jar and counted the number inside again, confirming that this was the one.

He can guarantee that the tag in the glass jar has not been touched in the past two days, and it is impossible for a single one to fall out.

A magical idea rushed into his mind, Cen Libai's heartbeat was chaotic, is it possible for a person to become a cat?

Assuming Xiaoguai is Xu Yuan, everything makes sense.

The secret of the little boy's fat claw unlocking, Xu Yuan declined the invitation again and again, and finally came to visit, the little girl didn't see the cat, and went home with a round belly.

What's even more coincidental is that if you meet Xu Yuan outside, you will definitely see the kitten lying on the blanket at the door when you go home. The blanket was given to Xiao Guai by Xu Yuan.

One or two incidents are coincidences, and it is too coincidental that all kinds of incidents are put together.

Cen Libai rubbed the tag in his hand, unable to calm down for a long time, the details of being with Xu Yuan came to mind one by one.

On the day of Xiaoguai's estrus period, Xu Yuan micked at him, and Cen Libai thought he was dreaming. If the assumption was true, it would be the usual habit of pretending to be a cat, and he forgot to change his words in a daze.

Cen Libai thought of that soft and sticky cat meow, Xu Yuan with long cat ears appeared in his mind, he licked his paw and gave him a light mic... Cen Libai coughed solemnly, and the tips of his ears couldn't hide the redness .

Well, when I saw Xu Yuan in the morning, I said bad things about Xiaoguai, at that time Xu Yuan had a strange expression, he hesitated to speak.

There were more than one similar situation. In the past, when he mentioned Xiaoguai, especially when he spoke ill of him, Xu Yuan also behaved like this, and sometimes he would change the topic.

Once he thought that the two of them might be the same person, Cen Libo couldn't help but want to laugh, listening to others speak ill of the vest in person, it's hard to bear, you little villain. ?