Is Mr. Huo Narcissistic Today?

[There is a big orange inside, cats are welcome =w=] [Gong, the narcissist and charlatan CEO with great beauty] Huo Xiuyu: This person didn't bow down under my suit pants when he saw my great beauty. He probably has prosopagnosia. Rong Yan: This person has a popular face and is still posing every day. He is probably a narcissist. The two looked at each other and both felt that this person was probably sick. Until the two got acquainted. Huo Xiuyu: I am a narcissist. What's wrong? Rong Yan: I have prosopagnosia. Do you have any opinions? Small Theater 1 Afternoon. Rong Yan gave the orange cat Huo Xiaobao, who was lying on the sofa, a full-body SPA. Huo Xiaobao's eyes narrowed in comfort, and the tip of his tail was still a little bit. Huo Xiuyu, who always wears a shirt and tie even at home, sat aside, holding a book in his hand, and read in a rhythm: "... Don't worry about being few but worrying about inequality, don't worry about poverty but worrying about insecurity. There is no poverty in everyone, there is no widow in harmony, there is no inclination..." "Huo Dabao, speak human language." Rong Yan narrowed his eyes and interrupted. "Ahem, Huo Xiaobao has enjoyed it for a long time, is it my turn?" "Okay." When Huo Xiuyu heard this, he loosened his tie calmly and raised the corners of his lips slightly. Rong Yan stopped what he was doing and slowly took out a shiny scalpel from under the coffee table: "It got this treatment with OO, do you want to get it too?" "..." Small Theater 2(Victim Cat's Perspective) I am an orange cat, my nickname is Huo Xiaobao, my nickname is Love in the Time of Cholera. I have two dads, both of whom are not normal people. In order to get closer to my second father, my eldest father asked me to pretend to be sick and act stupid every day. I ate, drank, and lived in my second father's house, and finally let him sneak into the house. I thought my second father was a good man. After all, the cat rice he made was so spicy and his cat petting techniques were so good. But later I found out that he was the "O-cutting hand" that made all the cats in the neighborhood fearful... I hate it! Every time the cat girl next door flirts with me, I can only look at my empty vagina and cry. It's so hard for me. (Wiping tears with paws) Concept: sweet and silly