My Husband Turned into Garfield Before the Divorce

We talked in a low voice under the cover of boiling the potion. Xiao Lin said that Curly was like a playboy, but I think this is a rare good boy. Everyone came from the age of eighteen or nineteen. Boys of this age , who can sit still, must have some sincere admiration for profiteers.

Looking at his well-defined tendons, he doesn't look like a quiet master.

It's hard for him to calm down like this, only when the boss of the profiteer passed by, his eyes were glued to him,

Quiet, like a ghost behind the scenes.

The rest of the time I just stared at the computer, not knowing what I was looking at, sometimes frowning, sometimes full of approval.

After a long time, even Adrian jumped on his lap shamelessly and stared at the screen together.

I was very curious.

In the name of preparing lunch for Adrian, he sneaked closer.

Just listen to the little curly hair whispering in a low voice: "One rose means that you are my only one, two means that we will never be separated from each other, three means that I love you, and four means that we will never change..."

Seeing how he recited it earnestly, I kind of want to remind him that roses are also a very common potion material, usually used as the base of concentration potions, and giving roses to profiteers will most likely be thrown into the crucible.

Little Curly worked hard all afternoon, it's not surprising, people who fall in love are either lunatics or fools, but Adrian has been watching the computer with him, didn't even take a nap, took a few bites of lunch absent-mindedly, and then ran away Go back to someone's lap.

By the time I got off work, I had written hundreds of pages of Xiao Curly's love strategy.

"Little cat, do you think I can succeed?"

"Meow meow meow!"

"I see, you do too, brother!"

"Meow, meow!"

The good stupidity of those two brothers really broke through the sky.

Under the eyes of all of us, the director of the profiteer gave an awkward "hmm" to the little curly, and the silly boy was like a sled dog on steroids, whining, staring at the profiteer's ass like People are gone.

Looking at their backs, Adrian seemed a little melancholy. (Adrian: I haven't finished watching it yet...)

After everyone left, I locked the door and bent down to pick up Adrian and go home, but Garfield, who was still at my feet just now, was gone.

I looked around, but there was no sign of the big fat cat anywhere.

And from the time I came out of the research institute to locking the gate, it took only 2 minutes before and after, and no one passed by, so someone could not steal him, and Adrian is not a real cat, he can talk and shout.

Apparently he ran away by himself.

"Hey! Where are you? Ai... Mimi! Mimi!" I almost called out his name on the street.

"Mimi! Mimi!"

It gets dark early in winter, and although the commercial street is brightly lit, there are still places that cannot be illuminated. I light up the light with a magic wand, and look for those dark corners along the way home.

"Mimi...mi..."

"Who's Mimi?"

Finally saw that goddamned face behind a trash can on a corner.

"Where did you go?!"

He took a step aside, revealing a few red rose flowers hidden behind him.

"I see that flower is so beautiful..." He scrubbed his face with his paws uncomfortably, and his voice became smaller and smaller.

"Where did you get it?"

"...Just go through this alley and turn two corners to the courtyard with a half-dome."

As far as I know, it is the only nursery in the commercial street, and it is the only one that extravagantly uses magic circles to maintain the decorative lawn and flowers in the yard in such a cold season.

"Are you angry? Don't, I just want to..."

"Why can't I be angry, just because of these broken roses."

"Wait, what are you talking about, Chinese rose, isn't it a rose?"

Adrian widened his eyes in shock, and I gave him a look of whether you are blind: "For these broken roses, you suddenly disappeared in this current situation, Adrian, have you never seen me?" Thinking about other people’s feelings, your friends are investigating the truth for you every day under the pressure of public opinion, your parents are worried about you, and you just disappeared without saying a word. I thought you were discovered by the enemy and abducted by other people who didn’t know the truth. Go, or fall into some unknown danger, and all this is because of how many broken roses you have taken a fancy to?"

Adrian squeezed his ears cowardly in my arms, and after a long, long time, he mumbled "I'm sorry" when he was almost home.

He was in a bad mood and ate very little for dinner.

After a few hours, my anger has almost subsided, so I reflect on whether I have made a fuss over a molehill, maybe it is the cat part of his body that is causing trouble, and he can't control it.

After thinking about it for a long time, I stood up and went to Disney in the backyard. I chose a brightly colored flower that was non-toxic and harmless, cut it out and put it in front of him.

"Is this for me?"

I nodded.

He was revived with full blood in an instant, circling around with the flower in his mouth: "It's so beautiful, what kind of flower is this?"

"Huanglian."

"..."

He said he was disgusted, but he still played very carefully. Anyway, the next morning, I found a dewy rose next to the pillow, and the big fat cat in my arms purred and stuffed the cold nose into my armpit .