I am 28 years old, single from birth, I have been on dates 100 times, and all of them are scumbags.
Until my cat started talking——
"Twoleg, you're cursed."
That night, the black cat turned into a man in a black shirt, put his fingers on my eyebrows, and said in a low voice:
"Do you want to... Let those scumbags go crazy for you?"
From then on, I became a heartthrob.
A cold doctor, a top actor, an e-sports dog, a domineering CEO... They are all crazy.
But my cat owner is squatting on the sofa, waving his tail like a whip:
"I asked you to choose people, not to open a harem."
I looked at his out-of-control tail and smiled: "Shen Yan, you are jealous."
He pushed me against the wall and held my neck with his teeth: "Cats are not jealous. Cats can only... Mark."
——After my cat became a sperm, he tore apart 108 of my blind dates and even tore himself into my husband.
