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Chapter 134 The Poor Cat Without Balls

Mei Short's little paws touched the cat stand again, and immediately made a cheerful purring sound. She turned her head to look at the little cat, and found that the little cat was lowering her head to teach her son, little milk cat, so she grabbed the hemp rope and jumped Going up, he ran to the top of the cat stand in a few steps, squatted on it and meowed, and didn't forget to lick his little paw.

The little cat raised its head and looked at Mei Short, who was scurrying around on the cat shelf, shook its beard disdainfully, raised a paw and patted Wang Jie's trousers, and called out to her.

Cat slave, Fatty Gray has been playing for a long time, let him down quickly!
The little cat said so.

Wang Jie looked at his phone, it was less than 3 minutes!
Wang Jie had no choice but to squat down, picked up the little cat, pointed his finger at its forehead and taught him a lesson, "Little stingy, I only played for 3 minutes, and you let him down?"

"3 minutes is a long time!" the little cat meowed and retorted, "I just played for a while!"

"No, no, I haven't had enough fun with Meikuan!" Wang Jie unceremoniously rejected the little cat's suggestion. The little cat screamed angrily, took a bite of Wang Jie's trousers, and ran to the cat rack , occupying a place, with a pair of eyes vigilantly looking at Mei Short on the upper floor, making a hissing threat.

Mei Duan pretended to be stupid, and curled up into a ball like a little cat, lying on the top of the cat stand, raised a pair of bright maroon eyes, and looked at the night sky.

The little cat is angry.

He jumped off the cat stand, ran to Wang Jie again, and grabbed his trousers with his paws, "The gray fat man hates it, he will learn from me!"

"Okay, okay, I know you just want dried fish." Wang Jie patted the little cat on the forehead helplessly, and waved at Meiduan. Meiduan timidly wanted to jump but didn't dare. Bring the ladder and carry it down.

The night was cold and windy, Xiang Ling sneezed, Wang Jie took off his shirt and put it on her shoulders, she smiled sweetly, "It's late, take me home!"

The two walked out side by side, the little cat quit, and hugged Wang Jie's thigh, meow, you promised me, the gray fat man will give me two bags of dried fish once he plays!
Too bad, this cheapskate is really serious about it!
Wang Jie had no choice but to turn on his mobile phone to shop for treasures. Under the supervision of Xiaohuamao, he bought two more bags of dried fish. Then Xiaohuamao licked his tongue, let out a meow, and showed Wang Jie a standard bewildered smile.

Is this a tricky smile?

Wang Jie shook his head helplessly, he has become his father's cat, and he is still so petty!

Early the next morning, the little cat squatted on the cat stand, with a pair of big eyes rolling around, watching every animal that passed under the cat stand.

The key monitoring object is still the U.S. short.

The little milk cat also ran over, looked up, looked at the cat father squatting on it, and made a baby-like pleading sound, meow, meow, meow, I want to go up and play!
The little cat jumped down, grabbed the nape of the little milk cat, swished a few times onto the cat stand, and put it on top.

The little milk cat tried to take two steps forward, feeling very smooth, looked down and looked down, it didn't matter, the little milk cat was so scared that it couldn't stand still, and almost didn't fall!
The little guy's two front paws were resting on one piece of wood, and his back paws were "hanging" on another piece of wood. His little white paws were pulling hard at the hemp rope on the wood, making a meowing sound for help.

"Father Cat, come and save little Miaomiao!" The little guy bared his white tiger teeth, and let out a shriller scream.

"Meow!" The little cat couldn't bear to see his son begging for help in such a posture. It shook its head helplessly, jumped up, grabbed the little guy's neck, and pulled it.

"Meow meow!" The little milk cat's four white paws clasped tightly on the hemp rope on the wood, for fear of accidentally falling off.

The little cat tugged again.

The little milk cat looked at the ground below in horror, no matter how the little cat tugged, it just refused to let go of its claws.

The little cat raised its paw, and patted the little milk cat's paw, feeling helpless in its heart, my dear son, you should let go of your paw!
On the contrary, the little milk cat's paws were even tighter.

"Meow..." The little cat was really angry. He opened his mouth and was about to teach the little cat a lesson, but saw that the little cat couldn't hold it steady for a while, and its body sank instantly, and then its whole body hung down at ninety degrees, leaving only two The claws dug deeply into the hemp rope, and raised his little head, looking innocently at the cat father who let go without authorization.

"Meow!" The little milk cat just let out a cry, loosened its paws, and fell on the grass with a smack, landed on its belly, lifted its little head, rolled its beautiful mandarin duck eyes, and let out a weak cry.

I hate Papa Cat!

The little cat jumped down with an apologetic face, picked up his son and wanted to jump on the cat stand again, but the little milk cat was frightened, twisting like a big loach, gesticulating in the air with its little paws, refusing to go up.

Xiaohuamao put down his son helplessly, and looked up again. At some time, Meituan had jumped onto the cat shelf, squatting on the top floor, licking the gray-white fur.

Ouch, I dare you, don't you!

The little cat was furious, and no longer cared about the arrogant son, he rushed up a few steps, and came to Mei Duan, with a hissing threat in his throat, and dared to come up if the two bags of small fish were dry?
"Meow meow!" Meituan saw the vicious society head cat in front of her, and hurriedly took a step back in fright, looking at it with flattering eyes.

The little cat was stunned.

It thought that Mei Short would not be afraid of the challenge and fight it for three hundred rounds, but it didn't expect this guy to give up before the fight.

Xiaohuamao shook his head helplessly. He didn't bother to punish the opponent who had already surrendered.

Little Huamao has never figured out that Meishou is so big, so fat, and has sharp teeth and claws, why doesn't she even have the courage to fight against me?

The little cat ran into the house with this question, plunged into the arms of Wang Jie who was sitting on the ground playing games with Xiang Ling, and asked why.

Wang Jie smiled, patted the cat's head and told it that Mei Duan had been neutered, so she would be much less courageous. It is already a disabled cat, so you can't bully it anymore!

"Meow!" The little cat held its two little paws and tilted its head, looking thoughtful.

After 3 minutes, the little cat seemed to have figured it out, ran to the storage room, pulled out a bag of dried fish, and ran into the back garden with its mouth in its mouth.

"This little thing has become generous today." Xiang Ling pasted a note on Wang Jie's forehead, patted it lightly, and said with a smile.

"Maomao is very kind!" Wang Jie said with a smile.

The little cat ran under the cat stand with the dried fish in its mouth, and yelled at Mei Short, who was still lying on it watching the scenery. Mei Short wanted to run but didn't have the guts. Cowardly, he climbed down and squatted in front of the little cat, his brown eyes flickering around, ready to run away at any time.

"Meow!" The little cat shook its beard, opened the packaging bag with its claws, dumped the dried fish on the ground, and pushed it in front of Mei Short.

Eat it, poor ballless cat!
There was a trace of sympathy in the little cat's eyes looking at Mei Duan.

　I wish you all a happy weekend, begging for tickets on behalf of His Majesty the little cat, begging for cuteness, and robbing tickets!
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