"The original intention of us renting a house is so that we can play games all night long without having to charge the battery, not to give these birds and beasts in the city a home. Do you understand?"
Fang Huaiye sat in the mess with a cat in his arms, listening to his roommate's accusations in silence.
He was also very innocent. As soon as he entered the door, he saw a strange cat licking its paws leisurely among a pile of glass rags. The rental house also changed from the nostalgic style of the 1990s to the Syrian war-damaged style. Fang Huaiye, who was so angry that he couldn't do anything, picked up the culprit.
Um? This pretty little bastard has taken good care of himself, so he's so impressive.
Forget it, he didn't remember the kitten's fault and took it in generously.
The more beautiful something is, the more dangerous it is. Sure enough, such a beautiful kitten has an enemy. But every injustice has its own owner, and every debt has its own owner. What's going on with you coming at me? Fang Huaiye lived in Bengbu.
What did you do to me? How did I... Turn into a bird?
Amidst the chaos again, Fang Huaiye watched helplessly as the kitten he had taken in walked over with eager eyes.
I warn you not to retaliate with kindness!
"Kitten" licked his lips and sighed: "Follow me."
No? Why didn't you tell me earlier that you could speak human language?
Well, not only does the little bastard speak human language, he's also a big shot in the dark.
Fortunately, this boss still had a conscience, and he dutifully dug in to pave the way for his benefactor who was innocently implicated.
Ask for leave? Can. Practice? For you.
Fang Huaiye was a little embarrassed.
How can I repay you for being so kind to me?
Can you give me one of your flying feathers?
Note:
1. He
2. Don't bring it into reality
Purpose: Love life, love life
