In his sleep, Mr. Tong felt his body was cold. As he was tossing and turning, a kitten suddenly got into his arms. It was quite warm to the touch, so he hugged him firmly and never let go. The next day, Mr. Tong opened his eyes and felt that the atmosphere was a bit strange, so he quickly closed them again. My nose felt a little itchy, so I forced myself to open my eyes again and met a pair of tightly closed eyes. He slowly turned his head, his eyes quickly adapted to the light in the room, and found that he was hugging the person in front of him tightly. A message came from the body under the quilt. He used his hands and feet in a domineering posture to tightly trap the person in front of him in his arms, unable to move. Oh, what a terrible morning!