Are All Cats This Clingy?

Nice! The clingy kitten is so cute. I really like Wu Mao, who is ignorant and super clingy. Their past and present life are also very good, there is nothing annoying, the atmosphere is very soft, the relationship is very warm, and the kitten and cat also get what they want, it is really good!

It's too difficult to get along here without signing a contract. Is it okay to make up for it here? In the room where the room temperature was just right, Song Yu suddenly felt a burning sensation, and the source of the heat came from his back. The hot palm was still moving on his lower abdomen, and the heat source behind him was getting closer and closer, as if it was about to touch his back. Song Yu frowned, unsure whether to question the materialism he had believed in for more than 20 years, or to be indignant at property profiteers. The so-called strict anti-theft measures could allow unknown people to sneak into the house silently. The palms placed on his thighs were clenched tightly, and Song Yu was thinking about the angle at which to deliver a fatal blow to the thing behind him. However, before he could make a move, something behind him had completely pressed against his back, and a soft object pressed against his neck. His body trembled reflexively, Song Yu gritted his teeth, and felt nausea in his stomach. He stood up suddenly, pinched the back of the person behind him, locked his waist with his left leg, quickly held the person's right arm with his right hand, and then moved behind him, leaving no room for struggle. When Song Yu pressed the back of his neck and pressed his cheek against the table, Song Yu realized that this man's skin was very delicate. He moved his eyes to look at the man's face and found that the other person was also looking at him. His eyes were round and not aggressive at all, but made him feel very familiar. The man's mouth moved, as if he wanted to explain something. Song Yu leaned closer to listen, but his eyesight went dark and he couldn't see anything. The darkness seemed to blink for just a moment. The forehead against his arm was slowly raised, and Song Yu blinked. He moved his hands that were numb from the pillow, frowned and looked around. The screen on the computer is still playing, and the content has looped back to the time when the protagonist and the neighbor first met. The headphones were randomly scattered on the table. There was no trace of being disturbed in the room, and the bedroom door was half open. Song Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, stood up quietly, picked up the newly bought electric mosquito swatter on the table, and walked lightly out of the bedroom door. There was nothing strange in the living room, and there were no other unknown sounds. Song Yu began to wonder if the memory just now was his dream. When we finally reached the kitchen, there was a small sound. Song Yu held the electric mosquito swatter tightly and waited outside the door, ready to strike when someone came out. About three minutes later, the kitchen door finally opened a small gap, and then the gap became wider and wider... There was no movement behind the door. Song Yu, who was leaning against the wall, leaned forward slightly and pushed the door to a wider angle for observation. The kitchen was in full view, and there was no sign of anyone. What's going on? Just as he was about to take a step, he felt a familiar touch on his calf. "Meow~" Song Yu lowered his head and saw the kitten's tail wrapped around his ankle, and it was pulling his trousers with its claws. Song Yu lowered his body and picked Wu Mao into his arms, and rubbed its head. "Wumao is good, don't bark yet." Song Yu said softly. He held the cat and walked around the room again to make sure there were no traces left by other strangers. ——Maybe it really is a dream... Song Yu could only think so. Wu Mao was not secure in his arms. From time to time, he had the idea of ​​jumping to the ground. When he saw that he couldn't break free, he started to nibble on Song Yu's fingers. After confirming that all rooms were safe, Song Yu noticed Wu Mao's strange behavior. "What's wrong? Are you hungry?" Song Yu took out his fingers and walked to the kitchen while holding the cat. Just now, he didn't look carefully because he was worried about the safety of his home. When Song Yu walked into the kitchen, he realized that the sound he heard just now should be the sound of Wu Mao stealing cat food. The cat food bag he had placed on the table had been forcibly broken open, and pieces of it were scattered on the table and the ground. Wu Mao had always been well-behaved before, and Song Yu had never experienced the series of problems that other shit-sweeping officers had because of raising cats. Facing such a situation for the first time, Song Yu smiled instead of getting angry. He flicked his little head and said "naughty boy" before putting the cat down and letting it clean up the mess. After the kitten received the owner's permission, it relaxed and started eating. The movements of its little mouth reminded Song Yu of when the kitten first arrived. Song Yu smiled and looked at it for a while, then couldn't help but frown. He remembered that he seemed to have been fed a meal in the morning? Why did Wu Mao's appetite suddenly become so large? Song Yu quickly put the unanswerable question behind him. The chaotic and inexplicable afternoon came to an end after Song Yu turned off the computer, made the bed, and washed his face again. He attributed his hormone imbalance in the past two days to his laziness in physical activities after raising a cat. After the kitten was full, she ran to the cat's nest to catch up on her sleep. Song Yu cleaned the kitchen, then put on sportswear and went out. Song Yu doesn't like to exercise much, but as an office worker, he can obviously feel that his physical fitness is gradually declining, so he still takes one or two days a week to go to the gym to do some strength training and running. He didn't have a personal trainer or make any friends. He just completed his exercise plan according to the procedure, then washed away the sweat, changed clothes and left. After venting my energy, my body felt a little more relaxed. When passing a certain street corner, Song Yu suddenly remembered the eyes in his dream, then after turning the corner, he smiled and shook his head, forgetting about it. He then thought of Wu Mao at home. Wu Mao had been very lethargic recently and usually always rolled around at his feet. Now he spent a long time in his little nest, curling up and sleeping. Song Yu sighed, always feeling that he had fallen out of favor... What is said on the Internet is still correct: whether you have money or not, cats will ignore you.

Looks good

I've tried it again. The cat is so cute.

I finished reading it in one sitting. It's great! If I didn't follow the tag, I thought it was just an ordinary cookie at first, but it turned out to be so cute.

Seriously reflect on whether I am a BT, otherwise why would I be so excited?

Woohoo, kitty, kitty is so sweet!

Like it so much?!!!!!

Check in. Very cute text~

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