Chapter Three Hundred and Seventy Five - Good Girl and Street Fighter
When Xu Qiaoqiao woke up, as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw those emotionless eyes.
"Meow!"
She yelled, then jumped away, looking at Miao Yuanyuan warily, what was going on with this guy, his expression was weird.
Seeing Xu Qiaoqiao's covering action, Miao Yuanyuan couldn't help but narrowed her eyes. She leaned forward and hugged the kitten tightly that wanted to escape.
"Meow~"
Xu Qiaoqiao cried out weakly, what's wrong with this shit shoveler, he dared to look at her like this!
Miao Yuanyuan smiled. She held the kitten in her arms and stroked it a few times. Thinking of the scene when the neighbor came to the house today, her face flushed.
You girl, you dare to drink, how brave you are!
After Xu Qiaoqiao woke up, she did feel a little dizzy. She remembered that she seemed to have secretly drank the male protagonist's wine before she fainted.
Thinking of this, Xu Qiaoqiao glanced weakly at Miao Yuanyuan and saw her smiling brightly. The sunlight outside shone on her face, but she felt an inexplicable gloominess.
Because of this incident, Xu Qiaoqiao found that the shit-sweeper was even more clinging to her. He also threw away all the alcoholic beverages at home and had to cling to her even when working.
Xu Qiaoqiao was unhappy. She was standing on the desk where the shit shoveler was working. At this moment, he was still immersed in drawing a manuscript. The door was locked. With her height, she couldn't even reach the door handle.
Because there have been cases before.
So Miao Yuanyuan simply locked the door when she was with the kitten, and removed all the things nearby that the kitten could climb on, otherwise the little guy would still climb up.
Then open the door.
"Meow~"
Xu Qiaoqiao called out, her voice was so soft that the shit shovel officer didn't hear it.
It's really boring.
It would be great if Junjun was here. If Junjun was here, then she and Junjun could play together, no matter how bored they were, but now Junjun is not here.
Thinking of this, Xu Qiaoqiao couldn't help but start thinking about other things, such as what kind of animal Junjun is, where is Junjun now, and if she meets Junjun, can she let him live with her?
I wonder if Miao Yuanyuan would like to have an extra mouth in the family when the time comes?
If you don't want to, go work and make money by yourself, so that you can support Junjun.
What can cats do if they work part-time?
Xu Qiaoqiao began to think about this issue seriously.
If there is really a job that requires cats, they must sell their looks.
Xu Qiaoqiao jumped onto the dressing table and looked at herself in the mirror. Her round head, round body, and round eyes were all round, just like a ball of flesh. She looked extremely cute.
It's so cute.
A furry dumpling squatted there.
Since Miao Yuanyuan and Jiang Siyu met that day, they have not met again. Xu Qiaoqiao thought that they would have no other interactions. However, after eating every day, she and the shit shovel took a walk outside. When they came back, they found the shit shovel fighting.
game.
Moreover, the audio was turned on, and the male voice coming from the other side was very familiar.
The voice is low and soft, with a lazy feeling, but it is very comfortable to listen to. The owner of the voice is currently comforting his shit shovel.
Seeing the two people getting along harmoniously, Xu Qiaoqiao just nestled there quietly, listening to their conversation. Sure enough, she thought they had stopped interacting, but she didn't expect that they had hooked up a long time ago.
But I have to say, Jiang Siyu’s voice is really nice.
Xu Qiaoqiao sighed in her heart, holding her little face with her two front paws, sitting on the cushions on the sofa, looking at the starry sky outside, the moon was hanging high in the sky, and the stars were playing.
But the shit shoveling officer is still playing games.
The fight was going on vigorously, both of them were very homely, and one could stay up late better than the other. Now that Junjun was not around, Xu Qiaoqiao’s daily pleasure was to see how far the relationship between the couple was going.
Being together is considered a match, and no one affects the other.
Xu Qiaoqiao yawned, forget it, go to bed first.
Try to do something else tomorrow.
With this thought in mind, Xu Qiaoqiao walked to her den, curled herself up in a circle, and soon fell asleep.
It was July when Xu Qiaoqiao first came to this world. The weather was very hot in summer. In a blink of an eye, it was the end of autumn, and all the leaves on the branches of the trees fell off.
Every morning when you wake up, you will see the ground covered with a thick layer of fallen leaves. When the golden sunlight shines on the ground, the fog in the air begins to dissipate, and everything seems so quiet.
As a painting master, Miao Yuanyuan also has some gay friends in related fields, and they sometimes interact on live broadcasts.
Just like now.
Xu Qiaoqiao looked at Miao Yuanyuan's suddenly softer voice and the camera that was on, and knew that the other party was live broadcasting.
"Meow~"
A grandma's cat meowing sounded.
Miao Yuanyuan's speaking voice stopped, and even the voice speaking across from her stopped.
The barrage on the screen suddenly decreased a lot.
"Meow?" Xu Qiaoqiao looked at the scavenger who suddenly stopped there, and called again. This time the volume was much louder than last time, allowing Miao Yuanyuan's microphone to record it more clearly.
A few seconds later, the person on the other side began to cry crazily: "Ahhhhh! Ahhhh! Cat, I heard the voice of the cat. Yuanyuan, you actually secretly raised a cat!!!"
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"Cat, cat, cat, ahhh!"
Xu Qiaoqiao was frightened by the sound. The frantic shouting from the other side continued for several minutes. When her throat became dry, it slowly stopped.
Miao Yuanyuan couldn't help but burst into laughter. She reached out and held the kitten in her arms. The camera happened to be facing her, and then Xu Qiaoqiao appeared clearly in the camera.
This is a good opportunity. After all, cats want to make money, and there are very few opportunities, so they have to become famous. There is a saying that goes: become famous early.
A snow-white kitten appeared on the screen. She blinked her big clear eyes and stayed obediently in the arms of her shit-sweeper. She didn't look around casually.
"Meow~"
Xu Qiaoqiao waved her paws towards the camera, then tilted her head.
In an instant, the blood tank that saw this scene was empty.
Seeing those barrages, Xu Qiaoqiao felt much happier. Sure enough, he had to become famous, and then it would be much easier to make money.
Xu Qiaoqiao hasn't given up on this plan yet. If the shit shovel can't accept Junjun by then, she will have to earn the ransom money herself.
Alas, it is too difficult to make money with cats.
Poor Miao Yuanyuan had no idea that her kitten was already planning to leave at a later stage.