I open a cat cafe in Interstellar

Under Su He's anxious eyes, Alves continued to add: "Ordinary cats can't bear the breath of this transformation, and the body mechanism will adjust to a dormant state to get through this period of discomfort."

In fact, Alves is right to say so.

Ordinary cats will fall into lethargy and adjust to dormancy when they encounter this kind of transformed breath, and in the worst case, they will lose their mind and completely go into a state of madness.

But Nuomizi is no ordinary cat.

When Alves put his hand on its neck just now, he clearly felt the coercion of the bloodline.

This kind of coercion will be restrained when there is a normal state, but it cannot be controlled when he is in a coma.

Alves couldn't describe this feeling at all, he just felt that he couldn't help but want to surrender when he touched the glutinous rice.

This is not a psychological effect, but a physiological instinct.

Alves' cat ears trembled, and he looked at Helan beside him. For no reason, he felt that Helan knew the truth.

Helan just returned him a gentle smile, and his attitude was not as cruel as yesterday.

But also because of this, Alves understands that Nuomizi's identity is more like an unspeakable taboo.

Although Su He listened to Alves' explanation, he was still slightly worried, "Then what should I do now?"

Alves pursed his lips slightly, right now Nuomizi is not simply affected by his transformation breath, but has already vaguely foreshadowed the transformation.

It was as if the chains that had held his shape had loosened slightly.

Alves: "It's good to let it rest during this period of time. You can feed it some water and nutrients. You don't need to do anything else. It will wake up by itself after its body adjusts."

Hearing what he said, Su He gently hugged Nuomi Zi, and stroked the soft hair with his fingers, "Okay, you have to take good care of your body, I'll wait for you to wake up."

Alves was relieved to see that Su He had no other questions.

In fact, he can't tell what kind of changes Nuomizi will have after he wakes up. It is even possible for him to change form in a coma.

The inherited memory tells Alves that Nuomizi's affected state is actually very variable, and it is almost impossible to determine what changes have occurred in him.

But since Nuomizi's identity cannot be disclosed to Su He, then there is no need to discuss this matter with Su He.

Even if you say it, you can't take precautions, it will only increase Su He's meaningless thoughts.

Helan closed his eyes and smiled lightly when he saw that Alves answered without revealing anything.

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It was late at night.

Mei Qingchi didn't give himself and his subordinates any time to rest. All he could think about was how to quickly complete Helan's instructions.

That man was truly terrifying.

If he really wanted to dawdle for a while, he was really afraid that the man would dislike them for being too slow and punish them together in the end.

Miao Lulu did not live in the home of the benefactor, because the benefactor has a wife, so she has been living in a villa that the benefactor gave her as a treasure house.

This also facilitated Mei Qingchi's attack.

After all, the security of this villa is definitely not as strict as that of the patron.

They skillfully used means to break through the security around the villa, and then quietly sneaked into Miao Lulu's bedroom.

Mei Qingchi held the spray bottle in her hand, and still felt a bit difficult.

He remembered that Helan's request was to make Miao Lulu's life worse than death. Killing someone was not difficult for him, but it was a bit difficult for him to make a person's life worse than death.

Mei Qingchi thought about it carefully, what is the most important thing to Miao Lulu?

Not money or power.

Undoubtedly, what Miao Lulu cared most about was her pretty appearance.

Only by having such a good appearance can one seduce the financial backer and have the possibility of a big hit in filming.

Thinking of this, Mei Qingchi made a decisive decision immediately.

He carefully took the spray with a cotton swab, and then applied it on her cheeks very gently...

……

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

In the early morning when it was still daylight, heart-piercing howls came from Miao Lulu's room.

Miao Lulu was wearing silk pajamas with her fragrant shoulders exposed, holding a cosmetic mirror in her hand and looking at herself in the mirror in disbelief.

At this moment, a large area of ​​erythema was mottled on the originally white and smooth skin, as if it had been burned, and it was painful to touch, which made her almost faint the moment she saw it.

"Nightmare... This must be a nightmare..." Miao Lulu shook her head in panic, and twisted her thighs vigorously with her fingers.

But no matter how much she twisted, she couldn't escape from this absurd reality.

Miao Lulu didn't even bother to put on her coat, she ran downstairs in a panic, and yelled at the security guards: "Where are people! Where are they all dead!"

Hearing her roar, the security guard rushed over immediately, seeing her wearing a short silk skirt, her fine body contours were all highlighted by the folds, and she couldn't help but look a little more charming.

But when he lifted his head up again and saw her terrifying face at the moment, all ambiguous thoughts disappeared immediately.

The security guard didn't dare to look at her, so he just lowered his head and asked, "What are your orders, miss?"

Miao Lulu was very angry, "Why are you so blind! Go and call me a private doctor!"

At this moment, she was pinching her waist, and her rude actions combined with her words looked like a shrew cursing the street.

Beautiful people can often commit crimes based on their beauty, and people tend to be more tolerant of people with good looks.

Even no matter what these beauties do, they can be as beautiful as a painting.

This is also the reason why Miao Lulu has a bad temper but is favored by the patron.

She is pretty enough and knows how to style. As for these tempers coupled with her sentimental face, the benefactor finds it interesting.

But it's different now, she has such a bad temper with a frightening face, she looks like a yaksha...

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