Deeply rooted in your love [Fast Wear]

Chapter 129: Palm Pearl (14)

"How do you know he feels bad, have you touched it?" Silver Moon raised her head and asked curiously.
The tortoiseshell cat sat down leisurely when he heard this, licking his paws, quite a little tidy.
Zong Que looked at the young man's curious look, looked at the lively cat in front of him, and said: "His hair is more messy, and he loses a lot of hair in summer, and he doesn't feel as good as a long-haired cat..."
Before his words were finished, the cat squatting leisurely at the head of the wall exploded again: "You haven't touched how do you know that my hand feels inferior to the long-haired cat!"
"Then I still won't touch it." Silver Moon felt that what the boss said was very reasonable.
"Touch Lao Tzu!" The tortoiseshell cat patted the meat pad.
Silver Moon refused, "Still don't use it.
"Don't touch you today, don't think about leaving." The tortoiseshell cat is indignant and is about to earn back the name of the short-haired cat.
Silver Moon was surprised and mixed with a little confusion: "Well, okay then..."
He stretched out his hand, and the tortoiseshell cat took the initiative to show the most beautiful and softest back of his hair in front of the young man, and let those hands touch it: "How is it?"
"It's slippery." Silver Moon touched it repeatedly, making the smooth hair a little messy.
"When touching, touch in one direction!" The tortoiseshell cat looked at its messy fur, and for a moment felt like eating birds.
Silver Moon snorted and helped straighten out Mao: "It's still a little hard."
"I'm a carnivore, and of course my hair is much harder than a vegetarian." The tortoiseshell cat lay there, snoring slightly in its throat.
Cats lose their hair twice a year, once for half a year, especially in summer.
Silver Moon touched it, his hand was stained with a layer of fluff, he twisted the fine soft golden hair in front of his eyes and watched, his eyes instantly lit up, and the original touch also became a careful pull, which could be pulled down several at a time.
[Host, Lele is touching the ass of another goblin. 1314 said.
It's simply covered with green clouds, and even a man can't bear it.
[That's the back. Zong Que watched the young man's behavior of quietly collecting hair on his hands, and knew that this cat demon was just a cat in the eyes of the youth, or a nesting hair gainer.
"Hey, don't go too far!" The tortoiseshell cat stood up when it was pulled by the hair on its tail, and looked at the little bird with the cat's hair between its tails.
Silver Moon's behavior was discovered, and he quickly turned his hand holding the cat's hair behind his back, and hid next to Zong Que to look at the cat.
The tortoiseshell cat patted the paw pad, and still resisted the idea of catching the bird with two hairs at Shangzongque's gaze, but this was the first time someone dared to pull hair from his body: "What are you pulling my hair for?"
"The cushion nest..." said the Silver Moon probe.
This fur feels softer than the feathers of some birds, and can cushion the feathers of natural enemies in the nest, he is simply the best.
Tortoiseshell cat: "..." Cats
and birds really can't coexist!
The tortoiseshell cat stared at him for a while, then looked at Zong Que, jumped from the red wall to the tree, and said, "You can go to the cat café, where you can collect a lot of hair." What
about being protected by the big monster, when the nest is full of the smell of cats, he doesn't believe that the big monster can endure it.
"Oh? Are you sure?! Silver Moon watched the cat hide in the treetops, but his eyes lit up when he looked at Zong Que.
"Really want to go to a cat café?" Of course, Zong Que knew the cat's thoughts.
"Hmm." Silver Moon nodded heavily, her eyes full of expectation.
"There are at least dozens of cats there." Zong Que said.
Silver Moon hesitated.
Zong Que continued: "The largest is three times larger than the cat just now. Silver
Moon silently tightened his sleeves, such a big cat looked a little scary.
"Still going?" Zong Que looked at the cat hair on his sleeve.
"Not going." Silver Moon quickly shook her head.
Dozens of cats of this size rushed up, and he didn't have enough to score a bird.
"Good." Zong Que touched his head, twisted the cat hair on his sleeve, and put it in the young man's hand and said, "Take it." "Good
!" Silver Moon smiled and squeezed it into his hand, very satisfied with his results, when he went back one day, if he told the clansmen about today's deeds, they would definitely admire him very much!
The young man was very happy, but the small clump of cat hair did not hold on his hand for long, although it was a little cool after the rain, but such a small clump of hair in his hand was quite easy to sweat, not only looked wet, but also sticky all over his hands.
Silver Moon tried to put it in his pocket, but the sleeves of his pants were full of flying cat hair, and he wanted to twist it with his hand, but found that the more he twisted, the more sticky.
Zong Que noticed that the figure beside him stopped, and turned his eyes to the young man's crying eyes.
"What to do?" Silver Moon looked at the hairy road on his clothes, the bird's feathers would not have this situation at all.
"I'll take you to wash your hands." Zong Que pulled his arm and said.
Silver Moon obediently followed, entered a gate, honestly rinsed the cat hair on her hands by the washing station, twisted the cat hair on her body little by little, and muttered in a low voice: "I don't like cat hair."
"Cat hair is not suitable for nesting." Zong Que gestured for hand sanitizer.
Silver Moon pressed down, scrubbed his hands repeatedly, and rinsed the breath on it little by little.
1314 watched silently, always feeling that the host was intentional.
"What about dog hair?" Silver Moon is whimsical.
"The dog hair is the same, and the taste is very strong." Zong Que said.
"Then don't do it." Silver Moon instantly gave up another idea, feeling that his glorious deeds in the city had subtracted again.
......
Having been exposed to real cats and goblins, Silver Moon's fear of natural enemies has weakened a lot, which is manifested in the fact that when he encounters a dog led by his owner on the way to morning exercise, he will no longer jump on Zongque in fear, but will hide a little, and then look curiously at the wagging tail and the sausage that the dog owner bought for the dog.
Zong Que's longing look towards the young man took him to buy one after the dog owner led the dog away, and then the young man's mood was radiant that day.
"Xiangyang, the fried potatoes at that food stall are particularly delicious." Silver Moon recommended when he hung up with Xiangyang.
"Which one?" Xiang Yang was very interested.
"It seems to be called Hwaseong Street." Silver Moon glanced at Zong Que and affirmed after getting his sight, "Yes, it's called Hwaseong Street, and there is also fragrant fried tofu that is also delicious..."
"I've been to Hwaseong Street, and I don't know if we're eating the same house, but there are so many delicious places that I haven't finished shopping yet." Xiang Yang said, "Have you tasted the stinky tofu of the Yan family?
"Can you eat smelly too?" Silvermoon asked.
"Of course, smelling smell and eating fragrant, the stinky tofu in that house is particularly soft inside, and it is directly fragrant to the root of the tongue when you bite it down." Xiang Yang said.
"Then I'll try it next time." Silver Moon leaned forward and had already begun to think.
"Let's go together tomorrow and the weekend." Xiang Yang said, "I'm familiar with it. He
treasured snacks, and Silver Moon also listened carefully.
The flowers and birds chatted hotly, mixed with the names of the food, and over time, the sound of grumbling in the stomach was also mixed in.
"I'm hungry." Xiang Yang said.
"I'm hungry too." Silver Moon touched her stomach and wanted to touch the melon seeds on the table, but there was a bowl of slightly sweet porridge next to it.
"Eat less at night and go to bed right away." Zong Que said.
The leprechaun's stomach is not afraid of what to eat, but digesting food at night will affect sleep.
"Well, thank you Big Yokai." Silver Moon picked up the spoon and said with a smile.
"I'll go find some food too." Xiang Yang looked at the radiant appearance of his little friend, and felt that Xiao Yinyue, the master, was really good, worthy of being a specialty, and raising fairies was professional.
"Good." Silver Moon looked at the video and said, "You go quickly."
"See you tomorrow." Xiang Yang waved his hand, hung up the video and went into the kitchen to cook noodles, and added a poached egg to himself.
Although the soup is a bit vegetarian, it smells very fragrant, and the poached egg is still the perfect sugar heart.
Xiang Yang opened the kitchen door with satisfaction, but when he turned on the lamp on the dining table, he saw a figure standing on the side of the balcony, and the bowl almost turned over in an instant, and when he saw his boss, he quickly straightened his waist and said hello, and his tone was very reverent: "Boss,You haven't slept so late?
"Thought there were thieves in the house." A figure in the darkness walked over, and his eyes seemed to be a little heavy.
"This, this is the egg I bought." Xiang Yang put the bowl on the dining table.
It turned out that eating nutrient solution when making flowers was the need of flowers, and now to be a person, of course, you must strive to be self-reliant.
"I didn't say you stole it." Gu Changyang said.
"Oh..." Xiang Yang actually didn't want to live with the boss at all, but he was pinched by the handle, this boss who always seemed to look at him in the past not only forbade him to move out, but also forbade him to run to the flower shop, "Then do you want to eat something?" A
hard-working worker who has to be in the shadow of his boss even after work, he is really a leprechaun.
"Okay." Gu Changyang sat on the opposite side.
Xiang Yang's face froze for a moment, and he swallowed back the words that were just polite: "The chopsticks I have eaten have entered the soup bowl." Play
your hygiene.
"Don't you want me to eat?" Gu Changyang looked up and asked.
Xiang Yang: "... No, I'm afraid you're disgusted. His
noodles, his poached eggs... It's all the boss, why is it so different!
"Don't dislike it." Gu Changyang cut off his back path.
Xiang Yang silently went back to get the bowl, complaining a hundred times in his heart, and his heart was dripping blood when he split the poached egg in half.
No one can take food from the sunflowers, except the boss.
......
After eating a small bowl of red bean porridge in Yinyue, he went into the kitchen to wash and put it away, wiped the splash with a rag, washed his hands and left the kitchen, looked at the people in the bathroom, and squeezed with him: "I also want to brush my teeth."
"Hmm." Zong Que gave him some places.
Silver Moon took his toothbrush, first contained some water, spit it out, and asked, "Big monster, can I hang out with Xiangyang tomorrow?"
"Yes." Zong Que said.
"Really? I'm so happy. Silver Moon sent the toothbrush into her mouth, brushed out a mouth full of foam and muttered, "Xiangyang is more than nesting..."
"Brush your teeth well." Zong Que dried his hands and pressed the top of his head.
"Hmm..." Silver Moon's eyes widened.
"What's wrong?" Zong Que asked.
"Nest, nest swallowed..." Silver Moon spat foam, her speech was clearer, but there were tears in her eyes, "Am I going to die?"
Zong Que was silent for a moment, touched the ends of his hair and looked at the reddish eyes and soothed, "It's okay to swallow a little."
"Hmm..." Silver Moon blinked her moist eyes.
"But you can't swallow every day, and if you steal it, you will deduct your salary." Zong Que looked at the young man's eyes and thought carefully.
Silver Moon: "... I didn't think about it. The
mouth is very hard.