Mr. Lu, please keep your animal character

Chapter 80 [President Cat] Mr. Cat can’t speak anymore

I haven't heard Lu Shengjing's voice for two or three days.

She swept midday to call her husband, not a cat!

"..." My heart suddenly stung for a moment, as if someone had pinched me.

In the past every month, Lu Shengjing would lose his temper because he had turned into a weird animal, would complain because his living and eating standards were too low, and would post on WeChat to show off his little daily routine of Mrs. Lu doting on him.

He would also unconsciously learn the sounds of animals. He said it was to respect the diversity of species, but Sweeping could tell that he sometimes made the sounds unconsciously, because sometimes he would make a surprised expression, and then become embarrassed. Tell a lie.

But no matter what, her Mr. Lu has not turned into a real animal. He can talk to make her happy, and she can hear his tired good night.

Her Mr. Lu is not a beast!
Day three.

Today is the third day that I haven’t heard Mr. Lu’s voice.

The Maine Coon cat went from walking proudly with its body up at the beginning of the month to now with all four legs on the ground, from only willing to eat dried fish that is exactly like itself to eating cat food, from resisting its own touch to actively sticking to it...

The images spliced ​​together like a movie in his mind, and he began to behave more and more like a real cat.

An inexplicable sense of crisis exploded in her mind, and she had a premonition that this Maine Coon cat would take Mr. Lu away from him forever.

She felt that her whole body was stiff and numb. She didn't know how she got into the car. A gust of cold wind outside the car blew against her calf, and the cold touch brought her back to her senses.

"..." Xi Roll raised his hand to close the car door, and took out his phone.

The light in the car was a little dark, the phone screen lit up, and the light shone on the sweeping face.

This time on the phone, Swallow suddenly became very slow. He didn't click on the contact, but pressed the string of numbers one by one and clicked to dial.

The call was quickly connected.

He answered the call from Swian Fan very quickly, so fast that Swian Fan couldn't think of what to say at the moment.

Or what he said first.

He shouted first... Juanjuan?
Volume volume.Wife.

There was a short silence on the phone.

"……Meow meow?"

The cat's voice sounded a little anxious.

Sweeping's heart suddenly sank to the deepest part of the valley, and it seemed that there was no bottom, and it kept falling.

Sweeping bit her lower lip, raised her face and looked up and down, she softly shouted: "...Shengjing?"

The Maine Coon cat still responded with a meow.

"...Husband?" Sweeping called him again.

The Maine Coon cat responded with two meows, which sounded a little excited and had a rustling sound. He should put his ear to the phone to listen, and there was a warm-sounding purr.

"..." Sweeping bit his lower lip hard, it hurt.

Sweeping calmed down quickly, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw two expired buns thrown in the car. He had put them there a long time ago and had forgotten to eat them.

"Shengjing, I'm going to buy some bread, the one I usually eat in the morning..." Sweeping his nose sniffed slightly:

"Hiss, I forgot what its packaging looks like. Can you take a photo for me now? I only like to eat that flavor and don't want to buy anything else."

The phone was not hung up, and Swian quietly listened to the voice on the other side.

The cat responded, picked up the phone in his mouth, ran to the carton of bread, took a recent photo and sent it to Swian, with the text: "Can you see clearly?"

"Meow meow." The message prompt was accompanied by a cat's meow. Swian glanced at it and replied:

"See clearly, I'll be back after I buy something." Sweeping said, "No, I'll be back right away." The other party meowed softly twice.

Fan Qian put the phone aside without hanging up and drove home.

The other party didn't hang up the phone either. You could vaguely hear the cat taking the phone back to the computer and starting to type on the keyboard.

Sweeping the car back to the parking lot of the community, he picked up two expired buns and picked up his mobile phone.

As soon as he unlocked the door and opened it, he saw the Maine Coon cat squatting not far behind the door, waiting for him to go home.

Cats also wag their tails when they see someone they like.

"Meow, meow." The Maine Coon cat began to purr, stood up, walked around to Sweeping's feet, rubbed against her calves, and welcomed her home.

Sweeping his head down at the clingy cat, he remembered what he and Xiao Chen had said about cats sooner or later.

"When I came back this time, my big red date kept sticking to my legs. Every time I called home before, it would meow obediently, as if it understood what I said, but I miss it so much."

"My cat was sent to my boyfriend's place, and I went to see it over the weekend. My boyfriend said that he knew I was going there, so he squatted behind the door waiting for me early."

"...my cat can barely speak."

"Juanjuan, wifey, what kind of kitten do you like?"

"...I don't like cats that can speak human language."

"..." Sweeping his eyes down at the cat, he frowned in disgust, "Hey, Lu Shengjing, why are you blocking my way home? I need to change my shoes."

The Maine Coon cat stepped aside, stretched out its paws, and pushed the most commonly worn pair of house shoes on the shoe rack in front of her.

Sweeping said "thank you" and changed his shoes.

The Maine Coon still raised its tail enthusiastically to welcome her home.

The Maine Coon cats haven't worn custom-made clothes in the past few days. They all pretend to go to sleep in the cat's nest. In the middle of the night, they go to sleep on the pillow next to the sweeper, and there are also mice who like to simulate.

Many of them are the habits of cats. After hesitating for a moment, Swallow put two small buns on the table and said, "I just bought two because I was afraid I wouldn't be able to finish them all."

The Maine Coon cat looked at her and smiled. She still had a lot of snacks in stock, the most abundant of which was bread like this, which can be opened and eaten immediately and feel full.

"Hiss," Swian glanced at him slightly, "What are you laughing at, fake cat."

"..." Sweeping her face turned immediately, she really hoped he was a fake cat.

Sweeping a piece of bread on the table, he went over to sit on the sofa, tore it open, and took a bite: "Mr. Lu, I went to play with red dates at noon today."

She chewed the bread and waited for the Maine Coon's reaction.

The Maine Coon cat was obviously a little unhappy. He jumped up on the sofa and began to smell her scent carefully with his nose.

"Big Red Date is a cat that you raise sooner or later," Swian lowered her head, and the cat sniffed at her elbow warily.

Sweeping took a bite of the bread and whispered, "Little tom, a very handsome little tom."

There was something mixed with black and green on his lips, which stuck together with the next bite of bread and was swallowed.

The cat stepped on Sweeping legs, still sniffing the smell of her clothes.

She felt that he had frowned in anger, and she really hoped that he would say something, say - "Mrs. Lu, don't forget, you are now my contractual wife."

The bread was so dry that it stuck to his throat, so he stuffed the rest into his mouth, "I like that cat."

"..." The cat continued to check the post, swept him away, and got up to drink water.

(End of this chapter)