Quick time travel to my 'system' husband

Chapter 727 Little Monk VS Cat Clan Princess (20)

If the body is itchy, I will use my round fingertips to scratch its back; if the water temperature is low, I will add more hot water;

When the white cat takes a bath, it has all kinds of demands, and if it doesn't satisfy it, it will make troubles. There is no other way, so it has to obediently obey.

After washing and washing, Yizhu really regarded it as a cat. At first, he was shy and cautious, but slowly let go, and cleaned every corner of his body very seriously.

After washing the white cat, the original clear water turned into a basin of sewage. Yizhu washed the white cat with water two or three times before rinsing it clean. Yizhu took a dry towel and wiped the water on the white cat.

"Cat, how long has it been since I took a bath, little monk? In order to bathe you, I gave you all the hot water in a copper pot."

"Not much, just three days."

It's just that when she came here, she climbed over mountains and ridges along the way, so how could she not be dirty?

"Then what, I know, you must have gone to the back yam pool for fun and got dirty along the way."

"Meow-"

All right, he can say whatever he likes.

Wipe off the water on the white cat's body, looked down and found that the white cat had already slept soundly, hugged it and put it on his mattress, afraid that it would catch cold, took his monk's robe to cover it, and then He boiled a pot of hot water, scrubbed his body clean, changed his clothes, and went to bed, while the white cat was placed by his feet.

The next morning at Yinshi, Yizhu felt in a haze that there was a fluffy and fleshy thing beside him. He opened his eyes immediately in fright, turned his head and lifted the quilt, and the white cat curled up in his arms and slept soundly. The sound of purring is very cute. Looking at its appearance, Yizhu couldn't help but raise his hand to touch its head. The white cat arched its head in his hand, and continued to snore in a comfortable position. sleep.

Although Yizhu didn't want to wake up the cat who was still sleeping, but seeing that it was getting late outside, he tilted his head and pushed the white cat lying on him. When I woke up, looking at the confused eyes of the cat, the voice was very gentle.

"Mao'er, it's time to get up. I'm going to do morning exercises, so I'll send you to the back mountain first."

The white cat raised its tail, leaned against its body, looked up lazily at the dark sky outside, closed its unopened eyes again, and threw down the word "No .”

What time is it? It’s not even dawn yet. It’s probably only around four o’clock. What’s Yizhu doing so early? Isn’t he sleepy? There is no energy in doing anything!

Looking at the white cat lying on the bed confidently, Yizhu stretched out two hands to pull its squinting eyes.

"Yesterday you said that you need to work harder. You asked the little monk to get up early and send you to the Houyam Pond so that you can recover from your injuries as soon as possible. You forgot about this? It takes at least half a stick of incense to go back and forth from here to the back mountain. Delaying my morning practice, I can only get up earlier and send you there."

The white cat was stunned for two seconds, but it really remembered what he had said. When he mentioned the matter of exercise and healing, he became more energetic in an instant, stretched a lot, got off Yizhu, and walked to the bedside.

Seeing that it was so self-conscious, Yizhu felt a little relieved, got up to wash, cleaned up, closed the door, stuffed the white cat into his wide sleeve, and left the temple with the lamp in his hand to go to the back mountain.

It was pitch black outside, and the moon hanging in the sky had lost its brilliance, leaving only a vague shadow. Now it was autumn, and the cool wind from the mountains was blowing with chills, which still made people tremble. Swaying in the wind, it can only illuminate the ground that is only a few steps away from him. He is walking carefully and steadily, and is somewhat familiar with the back mountain. Although the steps under his feet look slow, they are quite fast.

(End of this chapter)