If the Cat Dies

It's just that this lovely and lingering spring rain fell for too long and too softly. It not only woke up everything that had been sleeping throughout the winter, but also aroused the excitement of spring that was about to start. It was just a white cat that had just transformed into a human form. When it encountered puberty for the first time, it followed its instinctive lead and strayed into the place of human sensuality. In that room mixed with sweet smell, reflecting the dim and ambiguous light of the lamp, I got on a big bed filled with pure desire. The white cat tasted the first sweetness after turning into a human form. He remembered the sweet and greasy smell that filled the air in the room that day, and also recognized the unique smell of the strange man on his body. *Xiao Shou is a cat/slightly erotic/HE *Click on the author's column to read other articles on childbirth =3= Intention: