The black cat decided to go to bed on the sofa early.

Ansbilis didn't rush it back to the bedroom, so he simply made a cup of black tea for himself, took a book, and read it leisurely across from it.

Whenever he lowered his head, the black cat would look up at him. When Ansbilis found out, he quickly lowered his head and pretended to sleep.

At twelve o'clock, Ansbilis suddenly changed his position and stared at the black cat like a sharp knife.

The black cat was sleeping in a daze, but when he stared at it, he had to wake up from his sleep.

Ansbilis looked at it with excitement: "It's twelve o'clock."

Black Cat: "…"

Ansbilis said: "Is this the condition for your transformation? Once a day?"

The black cat looked at him and lay down to continue sleeping. Since becoming a cat, it has strictly followed the cat's schedule and does not sleep at 10 o'clock in the evening. It is like taking sleeping pills during the day, and it must not be disturbed.

Ansbilis glared at it for a while, and made sure it was sleeping with determination. Finally, he gave up this one-sided "gaze", turned off the light, turned into a bat, lying behind the black cat, spreading its wings, and gently covering it. The black cat opened its eyes half asleep and half awake, looked at it, and its tail rolled up, hooking the bat's neck.

bat:"……"

Although the posture is weird, it is considered integrated.

The next day, it was dawn.

Ansbilis sat on the sofa, holding the black cat in his arms, staring at it without saying a word.

The black cat woke up and saw him. He stretched his waist, sat up, and prepared to run around the room to exercise his muscles. Yesterday's three meals were really full, and if he didn't exercise a little, it was afraid that it would become a fat cat.

As soon as its claws took a step, it smelled the bloody smell in the air.

Ansbilis took the dagger and casually cut his wrist.

"Is blood the source of your transformation?"

"Drink my blood."

He smiled docilely at it.

The black cat felt a chill that was seeping out of his heart.

How can I forget that no matter how much Ansbilis has changed over a hundred years, his essence is still Mikavey.

It jumped lightly onto the sofa, sticking out its tongue and licking the wound on his wrist.

Ansbilis looked down at it and licked it with his lips, but his tongue also left his wrist, and the blade of the dagger quickly slashed across the skin, and blood beads rushed out of the broken wound.

"Meow!" The black cat was furious and stared at the dagger in his hand nervously, as if it was its irreconcilable enemy.

Ansbilis looked at it for a while, smiled with his lips, put down the knife, picked it up, and rubbed his nose against the fur on the edge of its neck: "I miss you very much, I miss you very much."

The cat hair on his lips suddenly disappeared, turning into bare skin, with a familiar breath, instantly aroused all the emotions in his body. Missing, resentful, annoyed, and accommodating... He tightened his arms hard and locked the person in his arms, as if only this could make him sure-

His lover is back.
Chapter completed!