The reborn meow master, I want to pamper pet pet!

Autumn goes to winter, the wind is cold, the snowflakes are flying, and the shadow follows the wind and snow, stepping on the path that is inaccessible.

In severe cold weather, snowflakes scattered and wet clothes, but Yingsui didn't feel the cold at all, but wrapped tightly the shivering cat in his arms, with a slightly anxious look on his face, he never expected to usher In such a blizzard, wouldn't my master be frozen to death?

Lan Ziyu curled up, and kept burrowing into Ying Sui's warm embrace, damn it, why is it so cold, this gray cat of unknown breed has grown so much hair, it can't keep warm at all.

After complaining, I recalled the past years. When I was a human in those years, when did I have such a biting cold feeling? Sure enough, this person turned into a cat, and his ability to resist the cold was greatly reduced.

Yingsui is very sad, there is no store in front and the village in the back, what should I do?If this goes on like this, how will the Lord's body suffer!

Suddenly, the pupils full of sorrow magnified brightly, and there seemed to be a small town in front of him. Ying Sui felt joy in his heart, and quickened his pace. If there is a small town, there must be an inn, and if there is an inn, everything will be easy .

The small town covered in snow is extraordinarily quiet, giving people a strange feeling of sparsely populated, but after thinking about it carefully, everything is normal. Who will come out for activities in this vast snow!

Stopping in front of a hotel called Youpeng Inn, I saw that the door was closed tightly, and the front door was bleak, it seemed that I hadn’t done business for a long time, Yingsui frowned immediately, but still went forward with hope. knocked the door.

After not seeing a response for a long time, Shadow Follower couldn't help feeling a little worried. This seemed to be the only inn in this small town. If he couldn't stay there, wouldn't even this only hope be shattered.

bump bump! "Is anyone there!" No, I must not let the master freeze!Yingsui knocked on the door vigorously, if there was no one else, he would break in. It is better to have a place to shelter from the wind and snow than to brave the wind and snow outside.

"Who?" Yingsui didn't give Yingsui such a chance to break through the door, after knocking a few times, there was a slight hesitant sound from inside.

"Guests passing by, stay here!" Suppressing the fire in my heart, a calm voice sounded, followed by displeasure, there were obviously some people but they didn't open the door, there were several meanings.

There was a pause inside for a moment, and there was a rustling sound, and the door opened after a long, long time, and a white-haired old man leaning on a cane came into view, and the shadow follower was choked, and the fire in his heart disappeared. It is no wonder that such an old man who is nearly ninety years old is so slow.

He never thought he was a kind person, but he would not be embarrassed with an old man either.

Entering the inn, the old tables and chairs were covered with layers of dust, and there were more spider webs on the sides. As a dark guard, Shadow Follower gave priority to observing, and a sense of decay and decay came over his face. An impulse to leave in a hurry, wouldn't living in such a place wrong the master.

However, compared to the blizzard outside, the harsh environment in front of him was obviously better. He seemed to have no choice but to wrong the Lord.

The body trembled, Lan Ziyu was already too cold, his eyes drooped listlessly, his nose was red, and a pair of cat ears were up and down. This pitiful cat looks like a cat, and the image is tight at will. The pain is not what it feels like, when did his Patriarch suffer this kind of pain!

Moment Yingsui asked for a room without any hesitation, asked the old man to boil some hot water, and hurried upstairs.

Lan Ziyu huddled into a ball and nestled under the quilt, with her cat ears drooping, trembling, oh my god, what kind of quilt is this, it's damp, it's not warm at all.

When Yingsui opened the door and came in, what he saw was the little kitten wrapped in the blanket, but it was still shivering, as pitiful as it could be.

Meow!There was a weak sound, quite weak, Lan Ziyu tilted his head to look at Yingsui, his big cat eyes contained some crystal clear water, and complained aggrievedly: Yingsui, cold!

Ying Sui walked a few steps quickly, ignoring the polite greetings, and quickly lay down on the bed, unbuttoned her underwear, put Lan Ziyu's kitten on her heart, and warmed him with her own body temperature.

What touched the skin was a piece of ice, Yingsui didn't feel the cold at all, his heart felt bad, he felt pain and regret at the same time, the pain was for letting the Lord suffer such a great sin, and the regret was for not being able to take good care of the Lord.

What touched was a piece of warmth, Lan Ziyu stretched his front legs, and pressed his whole body against Yingsui's chest, rubbing the cat's head from time to time, absorbing the heat from Yingsui with peace of mind.

Gradually, her body warmed up, and she stopped shaking. She was tired, exhausted, and a familiar breath filled the air. Lan Ziyu hummed peacefully and fell asleep.

Yingsui looked down at the kitten lying on his chest, the tenderness in his eyes could not be concealed, and a pitiful smile could not help but appear on his lips, my lord, I have made you suffer!

The wind and snow are raging outside, and the house is as warm as spring. This is Lan Ziyu's feeling of waking up. Looking away, the charcoal fire is burning, full of warmth. In such a dilapidated inn, I don't know where Ying Sui went to get the brazier .

Look again, under a candle, there is a shadow with a gentle face, leaning slightly, holding a needle and thread in his hand, knitting something non-stop, under the eyes of Lan Ziyu, it is a picture of a good wife and mother .

Shaking her body, Lan Ziyu got out of the bed, jumped off the bed, moved her limbs, and ran to Ying Follower.

When Fang saw that Qingying was holding a leather jacket in his hand, and his hands were moving flexibly, there was a hint of tenderness in the depths of Lan Ziyu's eyes. The little leather jacket was for whom. made.

Meow!Ying Sui's earnest look at sewing is really pretty, as expected of him, he can go up to the hall and down to the kitchen, even the needlework is so good, Lan Ziyu looked up and couldn't help being proud .

"My lord!" Ying Sui gently picked up the cat and stroked his soft fur, "Why did you get out of bed, are you still cold?"

With an aggrieved face, Lan Ziyu licked Yingsui's palm, shook his sharp claws, and hooked the leather jacket lying on Yingsui's lap at the moment.

"This, it was made by the subordinates for the master, I hope the master will not dislike it!" The tacit understanding between so many celestial beings and cats is not cultivated in vain, Lan Ziyu's action, Ying casually understood the meaning of this , explained lowly.

Meow!It's too late for me to like it, how can I dislike it, Lan Ziyu is happy in her heart, her voice is loud and clear, and she doesn't have the slightest feeling of being sick from the cold a while ago.

The candlelight was bright, and the shadows followed her face softly, with a faint shadow under her eyes. Lan Ziyu squatted quietly in his arms, slightly raised her neck, looked at him quietly, watching him knitting a fur coat for herself, I am very happy in my heart, his family shadow is awesome.