Not too many out of four

After a lapse of 73 days, Nakahara finally cleaned his current cat's body.

It's just that he didn't wash it himself, but the little girl from Kudou's family helped him rub a circle of bubbles to clean it from head to toe, and took a deworming medicinal bath with a bitter taste that cats don't like.

But think of him going out from time to time, taking advantage of the light and thin body of the cat to walk wherever he can, and returning with a lot of dust invisibly, there may be mites and a lot of dirty things, the deworming medicinal bath is still very necessary .

Dazzling with a little scorching sun spreading across the floor-to-ceiling windows on the half-dry cat fur, the whole body was warmed and drowsy. Zhong Yuanzhong also yawned, stretched his body and stretched his five claws, waiting for a while When you are satisfied with the sun, you can lazily turn over to the other side.

It's great that the Kudo family's villa has more than one floor-to-ceiling window, so that four cats don't have to squeeze together to bask in the sun.

Tail patted the carpet leisurely and comfortably, Nakahara Zhongya opened his mouth wide and yawned, if there was a glass of sober red wine in front of him, he would drink it without hesitation.

When you are not busy at work the next day, drinking a glass of wine before going to bed is a very pleasant thing to think about.

The warm heat made Zhongyuan Zhong feel drowsy. He slowly closed his beautiful cobalt blue cat eyes, and patted the tip of his tail rhythmically. His thoughts slowed down and he calmed down. His ears captured the sounds of the outside world as if covered with a veil. , Dim and distant does not affect the cat's drowsiness, and even faintly urges him to sleep.

The sound of the roaring car engine passed downstairs, Nakahara Nakaya didn't even open his eyes but shook his ears.

"...Mr. Yusaku Kudo's courier, please sign for it..."

"Okay, I'm going to get the seal now."

There was a conversation between Li Jia and the courier downstairs, and Zhong Yuan Zhong was also confused and sleepy.

Yusaku Kudo... ah, it's that boy Kudo's father, the owner of the villa...

Yusaku Kudo, who went on a trip with his wife to gather scenery, left his son and niece to look after the house, and didn't come back once in a few months...

The courier sent to him was actually delivered to his home, and he didn't know how many months it would be before he came back to receive it.

The car engine rang again, and drove away with a bang, Chuya Nakahara's consciousness sank, sank...

"Huh? It's actually the red wine sent to Uncle Kudo?" Li Jia's puzzled and whispered soliloquy was clearly heard by Nakahara Chuya.

"But, there doesn't seem to be a wine cabinet for keeping red wine at home." She carried the red wine box distressedly and walked to the study on the first floor. The slightly heavy wooden box made a slight sound when it was placed on the desk.

Zhong Yuanzhong also turned his ears, opened his eyes and raised his head: "Meow."

Li Jia put a bottle of red wine in the study on the first floor, a bottle of red wine sent to Yusaku Kudo.

The orange-white hair is fluffy and soft, with a clean smell. The body is lying on the dark red carpet without moving, but the head is raised and the eyes are round, and the ears are erect to pay attention to the movement downstairs. The tail patted the carpet leisurely.

The body, the mind and the tail seem to be divided into three parts. The body still wants to stay in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows to bask in the sun and sleep, and the mind can't help but think about the bottle of red wine as for the tail...

It doesn't matter whether you sleep in the sun or drink red wine secretly, as long as you have fun, you can get up.

Zhong Yuanzhong also turned over and rolled, bent his cat's claws and popped his nails to clasp the carpet and stretched his body. His nails scratched the carpet and made noises. He raised his lower body and tail to loosen his muscles and bones.

"Meow!" He walked towards the study on the first floor with his head held high.

It's not that he really wants to drink secretly, the cat's body probably can't accept red wine, he's just a little curious about what Li Jia will do with the bottle of red wine, since there is no wine cabinet to properly store red wine at home.

It would be too wasteful to put it outside casually.

He was just a little worried that Lijia couldn't keep the red wine at a suitable temperature and environment, and would put the wine in the kitchen or study room.

"...Yes, a bottle of red wine has been sent home." Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Zhongyuan Zhong also walk in. Li Jia gestured to him for silence and then pointed to the landline phone: "May I ask how to deal with this?" How about a bottle of red wine?"

He didn't intend to interrupt her phone call, but just wandered over to take a look.

Zhongyuan Zhong also walked over with his tail swaying, lowered his body weight, jumped up like a spring and landed on the desk easily, rubbing his body around the rectangular wooden box with sharp edges and corners.

He leaned over and sniffed it, and there was a very fragrant smell of wine on the wine box, but the red wine inside was well sealed, and even with the cat's superior sense of smell, he couldn't even smell the smell inside.

I also wanted to find out what kind of red wine it was by smell, but unfortunately I didn't smell the real red wine inside the wooden box.

"...Is this all right?" Li Jia asked in a low voice, holding the receiver.

Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't even tell what he was paying attention to on the phone. The rich aroma of wine on the wine box had already made him a little drunk, and his head leaned over and repeatedly rubbed against the corners of the rectangular wooden box to get the smell.

The cat's body has not been trained with a little alcohol, but the cat is a bit drunk when it comes to sniffing.

Zhongyuan Zhong is also in this state of being excited, drunk but energetic and not wanting to sleep.

He didn't even know when Li Jia hung up the phone, he was hugged by her and left near the wine box in a daze, if it wasn't for the cat fur covering his skin, he might have looked half-drunk red.

"Meow, meow!" he stammered.

Raising its claws and waving towards the wine box that was gradually moving away, the cat's whiskers trembled excitedly, "Meow! Meow! Meow!"

The over-excited appearance of wanting to get close to the red wine made Li Jia wonder: "Brother Zhongye likes the taste of red wine?"

Zhong Yuan Zhong Yekong kicked his hind legs, raised his head and shouted loudly: "Meow woof! woof! woof!"

The cobalt blue cat eyes are fixed on the red wine on the table, and the body is moved and hugged in any direction, and the eyeballs will be fixed on the red wine on the table.

"But kittens are not allowed to drink, no matter how much Brother Zhongye likes them." Li Jia shook her head and coaxed, "Shall I open a can for Brother Zhongye? Or freeze-dried delicious cat strips?"

The canned cat strips that cats love most are freeze-dried, and now they are not as attractive as the red wine on the desk.

Even if it is not a particularly rare and expensive red wine, Zhongyuanzhong, who was forced to abstain from drinking for several months, has reached the point where he can't move his legs when he smells red wine.

He was intoxicated and writhing and struggling. It was remarkable that his drunken brain could remember not to stick out his nails and hurt Li Jia.

"Meow, woof—" "Meow, woof!"

When he was very drunk, even his barking became more like a dog. Meow, meow, and woof barked protractedly with drunkenness, which made Li Jia suddenly think that Zhongyuan Zhong was originally a barking little orange cat.

Obviously, Li Jia had hugged him away from the side of the wine box, but the drunkenness still enveloped his brain, making the voices from the outside world blurred and intermittent.

The body slumped down like running water, hanging limply in the crook of her arms, and Zhong Yuanzhong also moved his limbs forward with half-opened eyes.

"...I really can't do anything about you." Li Jia hugged Nakahara Nakaya back as if he was compromising, but he didn't put it down against the red wine box, but put it on the only chair in the huge study.

"Can you smell it in this position?" She looked back, helplessly and funny.

Zhong Yuanzhong also smacked his lips, feeling drowsy and drunk at the same time, and the rich and wonderful smell of red wine attracted him not far away.

"Brother Zhongye is really an extraordinary cat." Normally, cats don't respond to the smell of wine, nor are they attracted by the smell of wine: "It's rare to see a cat that likes red wine, right?"

Cats who not only like red wine, but also get drunk after sniffing are rare.

Central Plains is also dreaming.

He was sure he was dreaming.

After all, no cat would hold a bottle of wine and pour tons of tons of it down. After drinking it, it would proudly wipe the cat's mouth and shout: "One more bottle meow!"

There is a billiard table in the small dark bar, and three or five cats are sitting in front of the bar with whiskey and Icelandic long tea and other drinks, talking in meows that sound like human words.

The cat's round paws held the wine glass, and the pads of meat were tightly attached to the glass. The cat at the bar opened its mouth wide and stretched out its tongue to drink. Most of the gulp downed from the mouth behind the grin leaked out and landed on the fur collar on the chest. .

There are also cats who hold up the wine glass and lean down to lick the wine bit by bit. The tongue rolls up and the wine slides down its throat, and when it drinks eagerly, it bounces the wine and splashes it on the face.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also dumbfounded, even though he knew he was in a dream, he still felt incredible.

The cat is drinking, the cat is playing billiards, the cat is playing drunk...

"Brother Zhongye, what do you want to drink?" A little black cat jumped in front of him, obediently tilting its head.

Zhong Yuanzhong also heard the familiar voice, hesitantly said: "...Are you Li Jia?"

"Yes, meow," the little black cat nodded, "So what do you want to drink?"

"For red wine, is there any here?" If this place is really his dream...

The little black cat shook his head: "No way, kittens can't drink, meow."

Zhong Yuanzhong was also stunned, and suddenly turned his head to look at the drinking cat: "Aren't they drinking?!"

Why can't he drink in his dreams!

"Because brother Zhongye is still a minor cat." Li Jia's soft and honest voice echoed in his mind several times.

Ah, he is still a minor cat...

teenage cats...

Cat……

He was in a trance and drowsy in a drunken dream, and he couldn't even hear the sound of wine glasses splashing on the table, as if his ears had returned to the human age, and he no longer paid attention to all the small and insignificant sounds .

Zhongyuan Zhong also opened his eyes and raised his head in confusion, and found that his body was heavy: "Meow?"

The orange-white cats are squeezed together and sleep in a ball on top of each other. The cat's whiskers tremble and snore lightly. The cat's front paws and hind legs are kicking, kicking, stepping, stepping and stretching around. It is the smallest cat that is pressing on him "Mr. Zhongye."

With his hind legs resting on his body, the orange kitten was lying on his back with his upper body stretched out, revealing his snow-white and soft belly, sleeping soundly.

"Are you awake?" Li Jia bent down and tapped the tip of his nose.

"Mr. Zhongye and the others are the same as Brother Zhongye. They smelled the smell and ran over and fell drunk next to the red wine." She whispered helplessly with the corners of her mouth raised.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also stunned, that's why he woke up with a group of drunk cats on his body.

"Brother Zhongye has slept for six hours, and it is already seven o'clock in the evening. It's time for dinner." But none of the cats at home woke up, lying drunk next to the red wine and planning to hug them Just struggling to move around.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also surprised that he had slept for so long.

Obviously he just sniffed the smell of red wine.

The expression under the cat's face was faint and dignified. I didn't expect the cat's body to be so sensitive to alcohol, and it would get drunk just by sniffing.