Su Wanxing is a top fan of Xie Qingci.
After Xie Qingci's concert, Su Wanxing picked up an unusual cat on the way home: it would use its paws to pull the dishes and chopsticks when eating, and it would cover itself with pillows and quilts when sleeping. The most outrageous thing is that she even caught the cat surfing the Internet...
Su Wanxing pinched the pink and white "mangosteen" on the keyboard, looked fierce and inwardly angry, and asked loudly: "Kitty cat, are your cats 612 going to attack the earth?"
The cats have a deeper conspiracy——
The cat is gone, but there is a boy with cat ears on the bed.
She is exactly the same as her idol.
Su Wanxing's eyes were filled with tears, and two nosebleeds appeared on the spot. She swallowed her saliva restrainedly: "Qiuqiu, even if I am crazy about Xie Qingci, you don't have to be a substitute for me!"
"Change back quickly, I like you no matter what you are!"
Poof——
Cat ears retracted
Ji——
cat tail retracted
Isn't this... The top of the line?
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Xie Qingci has always been distant and cold. Fans say that he is like a handful of snow on the top of Mount Kilimanjaro, aloof and cold. Even if he accidentally turned into a cat and was picked up and brought home, he still maintained his usual aloof persona.
Xie Qingci put on his white-velvet cat face:
Woman, where do you put your hands?
Wait a minute, you're kissing me so hard that I can hardly breathe!!!
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From having no love in life to lying down and letting you fuck, all you need is some skillful cat petting skills.
Su Wanxing found that although the cat at home was slow to warm up to him at first, once he got to know him, he became clingy and coquettish. Such a cute kitten, of course I have to kiss it!
So when the cat-eared boy came over, she subconsciously smacked his face...
Su Wanxing looked at someone's poster in the room, the surroundings on the bookshelf, and the endorsements on the floor. She couldn't believe it, her pupils were shaking: What have I done to my idol? !
Idou Bendou, the top streamer - Xie Qingci - accepted the cat ears
The man with a frosty temperament turned red at the base of his ears and urged in a low voice: Meow, meow, meow!
Intention: Dear world, don't wither!
