Not too many out of four

Leaning on the carpeted steps with her knees, Li Jia looked back, only then faintly afraid of rejoicing.

It was the first time she discovered that the stairs at home were so high, and if she fell down, she would probably get bruised all over her body.

Li Jia hugged the armrest in time, stabilized her body but did not stop her body from becoming weak and numb faster than her brain reacted. She slid down slowly and turned her head to the side: "Did it scare you?"

The little orange cat poking out from the corner of the stairs ran over in two or three steps, stood up and stepped on Li Jia's legs with its front paws, and looked up at her: "Meow?"

"It's okay." She turned pale, and hugged the little orange cat's body into her arms, "I'm my sister, and my sister is very powerful."

Li Jia rubbed close to the little orange cat's head, the fluffy and soft touch made the tense nerves relax a little, the little orange cat lay on its back, raised its tail and flicked it, revealing the white belly that usually didn't like to be shown to Li Jia.

"Meow, woof." The little orange cat flattened its body and turned its head, as if following her to reach out.

"...This is, let me touch it?" Li Jia was a little surprised and pleasantly surprised.

The abdomen is the weak point of all animals. It is soft and harmless and protects the important organs of the body. The four kittens in the family do not like to reveal this position to Li Jia.

The Zhongye cats at home can be touched, combed, and occasionally hugged, but their bellies will never be turned out for touching.

"Meow." The little orange cat looked at death like home, its body stretched into a straight line, and its tail flicked nervously.

Li Jia pursed her lips, amused and moved, carefully stroking the messy fur with the intention of not disappointing the little orange cat.

"Okay, my sister has touched it." She lowered her head and kissed the little orange cat's nose, smiling brightly, "Thank you, brother Zhongye."

The orange cat dumpling came over silently, jumped onto her shoulder lightly, the cat's whiskers licked Li Jia reassuringly, and the tail that had always been coiled around her side hung in the air and slowly landed behind Li Jia.

The hot, humid heat felt itchy on her temples and ears, itching so much that she wanted to laugh, just as Li Jia was about to raise her hand and put the kitty teaser stick in her hand, she took a few steps back and rolled her body.

"Mr. Zhongye, what's wrong?" She asked in a soft voice.

"... Meow." The little cat meowed in a muffled voice, completely different from the energetic look just now.

Li Jia tilted her head and stared at it quietly.

The kitten's tail was tightly attached to its body, and it shrank its feet in a cautious and low manner, and its four cat paws squeezed together.

Although she almost fell down the stairs, Li Jia quickly recovered and didn't think it was a big deal, but she didn't expect the cats in Zhongye to be so worried.

"Do you want to continue playing?" Li Jia didn't bring their names, but just shook the cat stick, shaking the fluffy and bright feathers to attract the attention of the cats.

The little cat lowered its head and stomped on its paws, then let out a muffled cry: "Meow."

The cat teasing stick that attracted it so much just now, and the bright feathers that attracted the kitten to fly around, can no longer arouse the slightest playfulness of it.

Different from the self-consciously ashamed, shy and self-closing way of shrinking its head, the little cat is now closer to guilt and sadness, stiff and sullen away from Lijia, and doesn't even plan to touch the cat teaser again.

Li Jia lowered her head to look at the cat teasing stick, and then at the feather that fell not far away and was ripped off: "Mr. Zhongye, can you help me get the feather back?"

The little cat with its head down shook its ears, and hurriedly ran down to give Li Jia the fallen feathers. Its wet little nose touched her hand inadvertently, and raised its head and whispered, "Meow."

"Thank you," Li Jia bent the corner of her mouth, stroked its head and put the feathers into the collar: "Let me do a magic trick for Mr. Zhongya."

"... Meow?" The little cat turned its head to look around, only to see a bright color flashing past in front of its eyes.

The feathers that would flutter as soon as it moved, the kitten couldn't catch up with it several times, and circled around a few times in doubt: "Meow meow?"

The feathers are light and fluffy, and it can be seen that they can't be grasped and are firmly pressed by the collar, and they follow the kitten's movements.

It wanted to ignore the feathers, but as a result, if there was any temptation, it always passed in front of the kitten.

The tail drooping down and close to the body couldn't help flicking up. The kitten chased it a few times and then kicked off the collar, facing the messy and curled up feathers: "Meow!"

"The magic I'm going to do for Mr. Zhongye is just starting now," Li Jia picked up the kitten's head and rubbed it, and pulled out the feather between his fingers, and opened it in the palm of his hand: "Look, it's the feather just now."

The little cat lowered its head and plucked the feathers in her palm: "Meow?"

Li Jia tapped its kitten paw, and after it retracted, he put his hands together and brought it to his mouth and blew: "Look, the feathers are gone."

Lan Youyou's cat's eyes were wide open, and her pupils enlarged and became round. The kitten lay in Li Jia's hands and sniffed and checked everywhere: "Meow? Meow! Meow!"

Li Jia smiled and shook her head: "The feather is gone, where did it go?"

The hands were checked over and over by the kitten, but the feathers that disappeared between the hands could not be found.

"Meow?" The orange cat dumpling squatting on the shoulders turned its ears and stared at Li Jia's hands: "...Meow."

The little orange cat lying on its back on Li Jia's lap turned over, stretched out its paw and patted her hand: "Meow!"

Bai Nen's slender fingers opened and turned over, Li Jiayu shook her head with a smile: "Not here either."

The strange feathers that disappeared from the cat's sight aroused the interest of the cats. They jumped down and circled around Li Jia's hands, flicking their tails lightly and slowly, as if they were caught in the game of looking for feathers.

The cuffs of the school uniform were pushed up to the elbows, the front and back of the hands were stretched and fingers were checked, and even the steps under their feet and the step where Li Jia sat were stood up for the Chuya cats to check.

But the missing feather is nowhere to be found.

"My sister's magic will not be so easy for kittens to see through," Li Jia raised her index finger in front of the cats, gathering their gazes, and the frequency and magnitude of tail wagging slowed down again and again.

"Three, two, one."

There was a crisp snap of fingers, and the pointed cat ears trembled.

Li Jia rested her chin, tilted her head and smiled slightly: "It has appeared, so Mr. Feather is on Mr. Zhongya's body."

"Meow?" The orange cat dumpling turned its head, a bright color flashed in front of its eyes, and the wagging tail stopped.

At some point, the feathers were transferred from "Nakaya-kun" collar and Rika's hands to "Mr. Nakaya" collar.

"It seems that Feather-kun also likes Mr. Chuya very much."

Tangerine Cat Tuanzi squatted and lifted its hind legs to kick the collar. The nails were slightly pierced and the collar moved a few times. The feathers were pressed by the collar on the back of the cat's neck, and finally turned to the front of the neck.

"Meow." With a low cry, the orange cat tuanzi pulled out the feather and placed it beside Li Jia.

"Thank you," she reached out and touched its head. The ears were pressed down and trembled softly in the palm of her hand. The blue cat's eyes covered with blue film made it hard to see the background color, and the meow was low and restrained.

"But Mr. Nakaya doesn't like Feather-kun?"

Compared with other Zhongye cats, "Mr. Chuya" is a very reserved cat. He never makes a comfortable and relaxed purr like other cats, nor does he easily reveal the weakness of his abdomen .

The tail is always coiled around the side of the body. The general method of judging the mood of cats by looking at the tail can hardly be applied to "Mr. Nakaya". Even the posture of lying down is to bend the legs and the back is facing upwards. It is rare to see him lying on his side .

It is also the white hair extending down from the neckline. When the cat is squatting, the two front paws will be placed in front of the body in an orderly manner.

With his fingers, he gently combed the hair on the back of the neck that Tango Tangzi couldn't reach. Li Jia pinched the cat's ears and rubbed them. The hair covering the back and outside of the ears was short and thin, and the inside of the ears felt warm.

"Meow, ouch." Tangerine cat tuanzi shook her ears, and her mangosteen-like cat's paw stomped on the back of her hand.

Li Jia withdrew her hand pinching her ears, and inadvertently looked up to see the time: "Oops, I forgot to prepare dinner."

When I came back to play with the cats for a while, I forgot the time. Tonight, my brother said that he would come back early.

"Sorry, I have to prepare dinner first." She hurriedly dropped the words, leaving behind the orange cat dumpling who raised its paw and was stunned.

Stepping on her slippers and running to the kitchen, Li Jia took out the ingredients for dinner: "Potatoes, carrots, onions..."

Fortunately, I have decided to eat curry tonight. If I just make curry, it should save a lot of time.

The little cat picked up the cat teasing stick and jumped down the stairs lightly: "Meow."

The meat pad fell on the ground and was perfectly silenced. The kitten took the cat teasing stick to the stairs and put it down, pushing its head inside and carefully hiding the cat teasing stick.

The tail was naturally raised and swayed, and it was satisfied and sure, turned and ran to the kitchen.

"...I forgot to defrost the meat." Li Jia looked distressed at the hard frozen meat in the freezer.

If you wait for the meat to thaw, it will be much later in the evening to prepare the curry.

A kitten wagging its tail and poking around the kitchen door, "Meow."

It turned its head to look in the direction of the door, its ears keenly caught the sound of keys colliding: "Meow!"

"Mr. Zhongye?" Li Jia asked in confusion.

The next moment, there was a sound of opening the door on the first floor.

"I'm back, Li Jia." "Sorry to bother you."

Li Jia was wearing an apron, and came out to have a look: "Welcome back, brother... and Lan Sang?"

Kudo Shinichi has known his childhood sweetheart since kindergarten, and is also the girl he likes, Mao Lilan. Her father is a former criminal police detective and her mother is a lawyer. Now the two are in the process of being separated.

"Well, Lan is also having dinner at our house tonight." Kudo Shin nodded.

"Sorry, I'm here to disturb you." Mao Lilan smiled apologetically, and said again: "Is it too sudden?"

Li Jia shook her head again and again, "No, no, I haven't started preparing dinner yet, it's just..."

She hesitated and said, "Lan Sang will eat with us, is it alright for Detective Maori to be alone?"

"Dad won't come back tonight because of work, so Xinyi invited me to have dinner together." Mao Lilan explained embarrassedly, her eyes fell on Li Jia's attire, she quickly said: "What is Li Jia going to do, can I help together? "

Li Jia nodded lightly and clasped her hands in front of her: "...curry, but I forgot to defrost the meat."

It's a shame to say that I was going to make a curry and forgot to thaw the meat ahead of time.

"It's okay, let's prepare other things first."