meow meow what do you think

10

Mr. Lin didn't seem to notice Miao Miao's small movements, he was silent for a while, and said concisely: "My name is Lin Han."

Miao Miao, who miscalled the name of the future patron, panicked, "Mr. Lin Han! I... I... you are responsible!"

Lin Han digested the tricky situation in front of him with his amazing thinking ability, "How do you want me to be responsible?"

Miao weakly begged: "Raise... raise me."

Lin Han asked flatly, "How did you get in?"

Miao Miao pointed to the small balcony.

Lin Han glanced at the lush camphor trees outside the railing, and nodded slightly, "Oh, yes, cats are very good at climbing trees." Then he glanced at the snack bag on the ground and the empty bowl on the coffee table, and asked without emotion: "I'm hungry, so you came in to find something to eat?"

Miao Miao gave a "hmm" without confidence, then shook her head vigorously, her tone was aggrieved: "You have ignored me these days."

Lin Han nodded slightly, "Don't you hate me?"

Miao Miao said softly: "...I don't hate it, actually I like... like... I like it."

The indifference on Lin Han's face seemed to melt a bit, "What do you like about me?"

Miao Miao thought for a while, "Wh-I like everything." Then she added sincerely: "Really, I like everything you do."

Lin Han glanced at the drool that was about to flow to his bare chest, "...Anyway, let's find you a suit first."

11

In fact, Miao Miao can conjure up many different styles of clothing with his demon power, from classical and elegant Hanfu to graceful and luxurious Tang suit, from cute and cute baseball uniform to sexy and cutting-edge fashion clothing, but he wants to wear clothes full of Mr. Lin Han's unique style. Scented clothes.

So, he obediently took Lin Han's sweater and slacks from the bottom of the cabinet, and when he took the dried white underwear, his cheeks blushed suspiciously.

Pfft!

After putting on the clothes, Miao Miao took a closer look in front of the full-length mirror, and felt that they fit well. Fireworks exploded in her heart, and she turned around in excitement.

Lin Han held his chin aside, "It's a bit big, I'll knit a sweater for you later."

Miao Miao turned around more excitedly.

12

Lin Han came back suddenly because he left something in the morning.He went to the study to get the documents, and told Miao Miao: "I still have to go out to work, you stay at home, don't run around, I will come back in the evening. If you are hungry, there is something to eat in the refrigerator."

Miao Miao felt that Mr. Lin was so handsome when he said these words with a cold and handsome face.

In this way, the nurturing contract is established, right?

Right, right?

As long as Mr. Lin Han avoided him because he mistakenly thought he hated him, Miao Miao was so happy that she wanted to go downstairs for a run, but she had already promised Mr. Lin Han to stay at home.

Well, at home.

……Family.

13

At dusk, Miao Miao sat at the dining table, looking sad at a plate of delicious braised fish.Regardless of the thin skin and tender flesh of his hands and well-proportioned phalanges, his slender fingers are not dexterous at all, and he can't do anything with two slender bamboo sticks.

"Don't you know how to use chopsticks?" Lin Han pondered, "I'll teach you."

This can be wronged chopsticks.

I don't know how many times I fell, and before the chopsticks were about to break, Lin Han finally stopped teaching, "No hurry, take your time, I will teach you tomorrow."

Miao Miao looked at the fresh fish in front of her with teary eyes.

Lin Han easily picked up a piece of fish, handed it to his mouth, and signaled with a blank expression: "Ah."

"!" Miao Miao was overwhelmed by the flattery. Before Lin Han had time to see how he got here, the fish on the chopsticks had disappeared.

"Eat slowly, be careful of fishbone." After finishing speaking, Lin Han said again: "Forget that you are a cat, not afraid of fishbone."

Miao Miao devoured a piece of fish like a gulp, and at the end, stretched out her flexible tongue and licked around her beautiful lips, even the juice could taste the deliciousness of the fish, woo!

14

After dinner, Miao Miao imitated Lin Han and sat upright on the sofa, learning in style.

The understanding of electrical appliances is not comprehensive enough. After the news broadcast started, Miao Miao pointed to the two hosts in the square box in fear, "He...how did they get in? Is it a spell?"

"This is a TV." After explaining, Lin Han asked, "Spells? Can you change them?" It sounded a little interested.

Miao Miao nodded and said, "Of course I can, I'm a monster." After saying this, he remembered that he hadn't introduced himself, "My name is Miao Miao, and I just turned 1800 this year." Lin Han looked at the nondescript self indifferently, and asked curiously, "Aren't you afraid of monsters?"

Lin Han said that he is a fairy tale writer.

Miao Miao doesn't understand, what is a fairy tale?

"Story." Lin Han was silent for a moment, then slowly said, in those stories, there are often many kind and lovely elves, just like...

"Like what?"

Lin Han stopped talking.

Before going to bed, Lin Han called Miao Miao to take a bath.

Like many cats, Miao Miao doesn't like bathing.

After Lin Han adjusted the water temperature, he asked Miao Miao, who was on the side with a coy expression, "Can you use a shower head?"

Miao Miao lowered her head and fiddled with her fingers, "I don't want to wash, is that okay?"

Lin Han had expected it a long time ago, "After you take a shower, I'll tell you what those elves look like."

Miao Miao swallowed her saliva, and said shamelessly: "Then, that... you wash it for me..."

Lin Han: "..."

Miao Miao pointed to the shower head in Lin Han's hand, with an innocent face, "I don't know how to use that thing."

Lin Hanyuan wanted to say "I'll teach you", but when he thought about the tragic experience of those chopsticks, he swallowed back the words rolling on the tip of his tongue, "Okay, I'll wash it for you."

The tone was calm, without ups and downs, but it made Miao Miao, who was still pretending to be calm just now, blush.

But he thought too much, he was the only one who was naked, Lin Han just slightly rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, revealing a small forearm with smooth muscles.

Miao Miao was not without disappointment.

Promise!

The warm water wet his silver hair and skin, which felt uncomfortable, but the place where Lin Han's warm hands touched was especially ironed.The smooth shower gel melted into white foam during rubbing, and diffused Lin Han's unique and pleasant smell.

Miao Miao secretly glanced at Lin Han's expressionless face, then at the back of his hand where the veins were exposed, and then her eyes fell on Lin Han's wet cuff inadvertently.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration appeared, and Miao Miao struggled violently on purpose.Water splashes and bubbles splashed everywhere in an instant.

"Don't make trouble."

Miao Miao stopped making trouble, and with a face that was getting redder and redder, she looked up at the dense water mist under the Yuba, and glanced furtively at Lin Han from time to time.

Mr. Lin Han took off his shirt.

Miao Miao retracted her previous disappointment: (≧ω≦).

Mr. Lin Han untied the belt.

Miao Miao swallowed: (/ω＼).

Mr. Lin Han also took off his trousers.

Seeing the white underwear again, and it was still the sexy underwear worn by Mr. Lin, Miao Miao's nose became hot, and some kind of dark red liquid snaked down.

"You have a nosebleed."

Miao Miao conditioned reflex: "It's a bit hot."

"En." Lin Han replied flatly, and was about to push open the bathroom door.

Miao Miao hurriedly grabbed him and asked if he wanted to wash.

Lin Han said, "You're bleeding, anyway, let's stop the bleeding first."

Miao Miao shook her head straight: "I'm a monster, so this blood is fine. Let's... go on, go on."

"Didn't you hate taking a bath before?"

Miao Miao lowered her head and drew circles, "...I don't hate it, I just... don't hate it..." Yuanyang Yule (/ω＼).

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The two of them met each other frankly, they watched everything they should and should not see, and sleeping in a single bed was not so...

No.

Miao Miao's face was burning, and her heart was like a rabbit, jumping noisily.

He tugged the quilt to cover his head, and immediately, his nose was filled with the smell of Lin Han's body.

Miao Miao: (/ω＼).I tugged on the quilt again, longing for more and more...

"Miao Miao, if you pull again, there will be no quilt on my side."

Miao Miao slowly poked her head out of the quilt, and returned part of the quilt in shame.

Cats have amazing night vision.

Miao Miao saw Mr. Lin Han closing his eyes leisurely, the moonlight streaming in from the window condensed on his slender eyelashes that trembled slightly with the ups and downs of breathing.

"Let me tell you a bedtime story," he said.

The usually cold voice became a little lazy because of the drowsiness.

Miao Miao pricked up her ears and listened carefully, but she was too serious and soon fell asleep.

He knew that Mr. Lin was telling a fairy tale because there was a cute elf in the story.

In a daze, it seemed that Mr. Lin said softly: "That mysterious elf is just like you."

16

There is one more person in the family, oh no, it is a cat, Lin Han is busier than before——

Woke up lightly in the morning, tucked up the quilt for Miao Miao, and went to the kitchen to warm up canned fish.After get off work in the evening, I took a detour to a nearby supermarket to buy some fresh fish.

This kind of busyness, with a bit of leisurely comfort, accumulated the tiredness of the whole day instead of increasing.

In the evening, turning into the alley, the bright lights in the depths of the alley illuminated everything very warmly.

Miao Miao, who lives in Mr. Lin's house, is much more fulfilled than before.

In the past, what he did every day was nothing more than wandering around the neighborhood with nothing to do. When he met a little girl carrying a bag of snacks, he stepped forward and smiled at them.

Now, in order to become a more competent diner, Miao Miao and Mr. Tong Lin are working hard to learn housework.

Mr. Lin said that when the weather is fine, hang the quilt out to dry in the sun, and it will be particularly pleasant to sleep at night.

Miao Miao nodded solemnly, expressing that she remembered, and put the crumpled quilt by him on the railing the next day, and then took out the white underwear from the closet and hung it on the clothes rail.

It will be very fragrant to wear...

Miao Miao thought so.

When Mr. Lin came back, he saw the quilt on the railing and asked him, "Why don't you take the quilt back?"

Miao Miao was stunned, licked her lips and said, "Still...you want to take it back?"

"An hour in the sun is enough," Mr. Lin stroked the not-so-flat quilt. "Now that the sun has set, the quilt is already a bit cold to the touch."

Miao Miao bowed her head and circled guiltily.

"However, if you cover it at night, it will warm you up again."

Miao Miao's uneasy heart suddenly became calm, and she suddenly raised her head to look for Mr. Lin's expression when he said this, only to see that Mr. Lin also raised his head, looking at the piece of clothing hanging in the air with neither joy nor anger. In the white underwear, he asked thoughtfully, "Have you washed your underwear yet?"

Miao Miao silently raised a hand and stuffed her paw into her mouth: ...

Doing housework is a science.

And it's a big question.

Miao Miao was probably born with a lack of genes for housework, which is also normal, as cats themselves don't need this skill.

Fortunately, Mr. Lin is very patient with everything. After half a month, Miao Miao finally knew that when drying the quilt, he should flatten the quilt and dry it for half an hour before turning it aside.

The ancients have a saying: teaching helps each other.

During this period, Miao Miao, a student in the housework enlightenment class, also taught Mr. Lin how to try to smile.

"Mr. Lin Han," Miao Miao drew several round faces on a piece of white paper, "Look at this face, the eyebrows are hanging upside down, the eyelids are drooping, the corners of the mouth are drooping, and it looks listless, which means that he is very sad. "

"Look at this face again," Miao Miao bit the barrel of the pencil, "the eyebrows are erected, the eyes are wide open, the nostrils are upturned, it looks fierce, and he is very angry."

Miao Miao glanced at Lin Han, who was seriously looking at the last round face, and took a deep breath, "This is a smiling face, the eyebrows are raised naturally, the eyes are radiant with joy in the heart, the corners of the mouth are raised, and the lips are curled up. Slightly open, revealing moon-white teeth."

"Mr. Lin," Miao Miao picked up a pair of chopsticks that he hadn't learned how to use in each hand, gently pressed against the smiling muscles on both sides of Lin Han's mouth, and exerted a little force, "Do you feel it? Those two muscles are Lift it up."

Lin Han paused for breath, then nodded slowly.Miao Miao's explanation was not professional, and she didn't even mention the scientific name of those two muscles in medicine, but somehow, she felt that she had learned how to smile.

Miao Miao stared at him for a long time, without blinking, Lin Han could see his faint virtual image in his sea-blue pupils.

In Miao Miao's eyes, there is actually nothing else, they are full of nympho that Lin Han mistaken for: (=￣ω￣=).

After a while, Lin Han felt that his muscles were really sore. He unnaturally pulled the corner of his mouth that was fixed by Miao Miao, and asked Miao Miao who was staring at his face "deeply" with difficulty: "I, is there something on my face?"

Miao Miao nodded vigorously, as if she had discovered a new continent, and said, "Yes, Mr. Lin, there is a small dimple on your left!"

The author has something to say: don't mind if I write a little longer...

I originally planned to write within 1W words, but the number of words exploded as soon as I wrote it. What is the easiest thing in the world to explode? - word count.I wrote another short story with more than 1W, which is really not tasteful. If I write 2W words, I feel that unless I write a special episode, I will fall.After this article is finished, I may feel itchy and want to write another similar article, which is a monster, and a longer article.

Compared with Chapter 1, this chapter has gone warm (￣︶￣)↗, the next chapter is ahem, in short, I am very sure that Butterfly will appear (I finally broke my promise, sorry. —— 2016.11.11).

Finally, I would like to thank my friend who read the article, Bihat.