Chapter 36: 36
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When Niu Niu was put into a small transparent compartment specially opened for foster cats in the teahouse, she was the first guest to check in every day, and Wang Jiaqiu arrived later.
"Silver, I'm coming!" The first time she came in, she jumped at ginger in the cat group.
The pure white Persian cat, which was lying in the cat basin before, caught it. When it was pressed into its arms, it had been reflexively close to the ears of the plane. The next second, its hairy head was connected with several mouthfuls.
Until she was impatient with the kiss, jinjila pressed a meat pad on Wang Jialuo and pursed her kiss: "meow!" (that's about it, slave!)
The body language of the refusal can understand the meaning of the kitten even without translation.
"No, then." The young lady, who had always been naive and self-conscious, had no temper at all with the kitten. She held it and went in. She was tolerant and spoiled. "I'll comb your hair!"
Having combed silver for so many days, Miss Wang has already learned a lot about how to brush and shape a long haired cat. She even knows how to do the two or three styles without any teacher. She can't see how clumsy she is when she takes the brush on the first day.
Song Xinmin, who has watched the whole process: --
Although he has been working in this cat tea house for a while, he still can't understand the mentality of the cat slaves. He always feels that when the tea guests, including Miss Wang, see the cat, they feel like they have been bowed. No matter what temperament they usually have, the painting style changes greatly when they touch the cat, and there is no principle.
Every time he saw their performance, he thought that the joke that some meow people on the Internet wanted to rule the earth through human beings was not groundless.
Of course, the above is just in my mind, I will never say it.
Maybe it's because he watched for a long time. Wang Jiaqiu, who felt the sight, also looked back at him with his cat in his arms. His face, which was still smiling sweetly before, was immediately unhappy and said, "I think you're thinking about my bad words in your mind."
"No Song Xinmin immediately denied it, and picked up the mop in his hand and continued to clean it solemnly.
The young lady frowned and just wanted to say something more. Lin Lan had come out of the foster care room. When she saw Wang Jiatuo, she handed him a silicone brush: "today, there's a foster cat in the cubicle. Just pay a little attention to it."
Yes, the foster room is also a special place for grooming cats. Now it's winter, and it's still good. When it comes to the spring and autumn hair changing season, we don't want to groom the cats in isolation. I can't imagine what kind of flying hair disaster these ten cats will bring to the teahouse. See Miss Wang holding her heart to start routine service, Lin Lan will remind a little, after all, even if the girl is locked in a cage, not afraid of what will happen.
But she forgot if something might happen if two coquettish cats were in the same room.
In the small isolation room, the blue cat Niu Niu has been taken out of the narrow cat bag by Lin Lan and replaced with a comfortable big cat cage with upper and lower layers.
Just from the mouth of the human who can communicate with the cat, she learned that she was going to go out hunting this time and would not go home for three days. Niuniu had been shocked and in a trance.
In three days, he had never been separated from his family slave for so long.
I'm not used to it. I'm in a panic.
Slave, would you like to come back? If it's a big deal, you can put your hand in its stomach to keep warm. It's not good if it doesn't bite again.
Otherwise Next time you don't deliberately pull the things off the edge of the table?
And when it's called again, can it ignore people if it doesn't pretend to hear?
Niuniu is very flustered to learn that Qian Xuan has to go on a dangerous long-range hunting trip. If Lin Lan hadn't made sure that Qian Xuan would come back in three days, the blue cat would definitely be so anxious that it would turn around in the cage and try to escape from prison, instead of drooping in the cage and wagging its tail.
The simple kitten doesn't know that it looks like this. It has been recorded by insidious human secretly with a mobile phone and sent to its home excrement shoveling officer. When she is depressed, she sees a strange human carrying another strange cat into the room.
Through the gap of the cage, Niuniu clearly saw that the same kind was put on the cushion by the human, and then Lie down and comb.
Wang Jiayi's movements are gentle and skillful, and her cat swaying skills are no longer Xiaobai's level when she just appeared on the stage. She combs her hair and makes her lie down and pose. She touches her stomach and tail casually, and even spreads out her limbs in the shape of cat cake.
"Hululu..." The bubbly little snore has been playing for a long time.
When Wang Jiayi stops, the Persian cat even reaches out her little paw to take her hand and yells at her: "Mi Wu!" Don't stop, slave. Do it again
"Well, I'll comb it again for you." Miss Wang agreed without principle, and now she can't see the willful little indulgence that always appears when she treats people.
Head down very deep.
Outside the cage, one person and one cat rolled and one combed. Niu Niu, who had just left the dung shovel officer in the cage, was very upset when she saw this scene.
"Meow!" It stood up and called out of the cage.
Wang Jiaxiang, who is having a good time, remembers that manager Lin had said that there were other cats in the compartment before. It was only when she saw a blue cat in it that she realized that the empty cages in the room were not decoration."It's a blue cat..." She murmured.
"Meow!" In the cage, the blue cat is still yelling, and one paw is even hooked in the gap fence of the cage. (it's a bad technique. It can't be compared with my slave's way of serving!)
Wang Jiaxiang didn't know what the cat was calling, but he felt that the meow was not a good word from its condescending scorn eyes, which was the same as song Xinmin's appearance before. He couldn't get any substantial evidence. When he was confused, Bai Yin, who had been lying in front of him, suddenly got up with a grunt, raised his head and called at the blue cat.
At the beginning, the two cats were still pulling their throats, purring and growling, and then the sound became more and more gunpowder smell, and developed into a threat to each other.
Miss Wang, who had never met such a situation, was at a loss. Seeing that the two cats began to concentrate on fighting, she got up in a panic, pushed the door and ran out of the compartment to move the rescue soldiers.
"No, no, no!" Lin Lan, who stayed in the water bar and prepared today's share of cakes in advance, heard such a voice, "silver in the room and the foster blue cat are making trouble!"
Lin Lan immediately took off her gloves and went out of the water bar. She saw the young lady's face in panic and asked for help: "no, I don't know why, the two cats suddenly quarreled." She had no doubt that the two cats would fight now if there were no cages between them.
Over Wang Jiayi, Lin Lan quickly past, her cat has always been clever, take the initiative to pick things should be impossible, then the rest of the situation can only be Niu Niu's problem. Is it because I know that Qian Xuan is not around for three days and I'm in a panic that I start to make trouble? Or something else
"Meow, meow, meow!" My slave will not only brush my hair, but also serve me all kinds of dried fish snacks. If I drop her favorite cup, I won't give up beating me
"Woo, woo, woo!" (besides combing my hair, my slave will hold me and feed me every day. When I ride on her head, she will only be afraid that I will fall down. She will buy me whatever I want!)
"Hiss --" (my slave always warms my bed in winter!)
"Ha --" (my slave works as a human flesh cushion for me every day!)
Before the door was opened, Lin Lan heard the quarrel coming from the two cats with the ears of the plane. All kinds of elongated tones before the war were very harsh. It was especially frightening to human beings. It seemed that there was a fierce battle at any time.
But Lin Lan, who could understand cat language, had only a string of ellipsis to express her mood.
Cat owners are fighting for their own slaves' names. Should she interrupt or let it go?
After thinking for less than a second, manager Lin pushed the door directly into the room. She didn't stop moving. When she stepped in, she startled the two cats, which was also intentional.
"All right, all right, don't make any noise." Picking up the jinjila on the ground, Lin Lan said to the two cats helplessly, "what you have chosen are all good excrement shovelling officials. They love you all the time. They don't need to be high or low."
Jinjila in her arms immediately complained of her grievance, and her voice responded in a second: "Mi Wu!" (LAN LAN, this smelly cat says that my special slave's hair combing skill is not as good as that of his family. I'm so angry!)
"Then you can continue to teach. She comes every day and will soon learn how to take care of you." Lin Lan comforted him and looked up at the blue cat in the cage. "Niu Niu, don't lose your temper. I know you Miss Qian Xuan. I'll communicate with her at lunch and let you meet her then."
After a few words, the two cats calmed down. Lin Lan also walked out of the compartment and handed the Persian cat to Wang Jiaqiu, who had been waiting nervously.
"You scared the hell out of me." The young lady cherished the cat and rubbed her face. As she walked away, she said to the cat, "let's not fight with it. It's barbaric. We don't learn. We should be elegant..."
Let's not care whether the first lady's theory of elegance can be instilled into the Persian cat. Standing in the same place, Lin Lan looks at them and glances back at the compartment. He can't help laughing and shaking his head.
These two pussycats, who are always slaves, seem to ignore human beings. I didn't expect that there would be a day when they would fight to protect each other for their "slaves".
It's really That's lovely.
Since he can understand cat language, Lin Lan has discovered the hidden truth that many kittens seem to be cold and neurotic, but they are actually cute.
"Xiao Song, please take care of the guests. I'll go back to make cakes." After telling song Xinmin, Lin Lan goes back to the water bar and continues to be busy.
"Good manager." Song Xinmin immediately answered, his hand is holding his mobile phone, the screen is just a few photos taken.
In the lens, blue cat and jinjila confront each other in the transparent compartment. The two cats bow and their hair explodes. As they go up and down, they are gray and white. The needle peak when they face each other across the cage is relatively full of tension.
After staring at the screen for a while, song Xinmin finally turned back to the water bar and said, "manager, can I take my camera to the store and take pictures of the cats?"
Lin Lan, who is putting the egg liquid under the cooking machine, suddenly hears this request. He is stunned at first, and then blurts out: "of course you can! If you have a good-looking picture of a cat, please send it to me and let me paste it in the photo area on the shop wall! " At the end, she laughed.I almost forgot the long-term photographer's main business. People asked for it. Why didn't she agree?
Comrade Song, who got the approval, went on to work contentedly, but his eyes were already staring at the cat in the shop, all kinds of twists and turns, simulating and looking for the best shooting angle from time to time.
In the corner that they didn't notice, orange cat and cow cat, who were also locked in the cage but were put in the lobby to learn how to be cute, had a panoramic view of what had just happened.
The cow cat didn't respond very much, even yawned, complaining to the orange cat in the cage next door that there was a cat that kept making noise early in the morning, so that it didn't sleep well.
The orange cat gentleman was shaking his sharp ears without any feedback. Although he was also a farmer lying there, his eyes were wide open and full of spirit. He was also very clever to observe the people and cats, as if he was collecting some information.
Lin Lan thought that the episode in the morning was the highlight of the day, but she received another foster care order in the afternoon.
"Sister LAN, I have a holiday!" When Yu Lingling, a junior high school student living on the second floor, ran into the store with a smile, Lin Lan didn't remember something until the little girl said, "in three days, we'll go back to our hometown for the new year, and the little Kui in the family will also ask you this year!"
The author has something to say:
Lin Lan I almost forgot the parrot.
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When Niu Niu was put into a small transparent compartment specially opened for foster cats in the teahouse, she was the first guest to check in every day, and Wang Jiaqiu arrived later.
"Silver, I'm coming!" The first time she came in, she jumped at ginger in the cat group.
The pure white Persian cat, which was lying in the cat basin before, caught it. When it was pressed into its arms, it had been reflexively close to the ears of the plane. The next second, its hairy head was connected with several mouthfuls.
Until she was impatient with the kiss, jinjila pressed a meat pad on Wang Jialuo and pursed her kiss: "meow!" (that's about it, slave!)
The body language of the refusal can understand the meaning of the kitten even without translation.
"No, then." The young lady, who had always been naive and self-conscious, had no temper at all with the kitten. She held it and went in. She was tolerant and spoiled. "I'll comb your hair!"
Having combed silver for so many days, Miss Wang has already learned a lot about how to brush and shape a long haired cat. She even knows how to do the two or three styles without any teacher. She can't see how clumsy she is when she takes the brush on the first day.
Song Xinmin, who has watched the whole process: --
Although he has been working in this cat tea house for a while, he still can't understand the mentality of the cat slaves. He always feels that when the tea guests, including Miss Wang, see the cat, they feel like they have been bowed. No matter what temperament they usually have, the painting style changes greatly when they touch the cat, and there is no principle.
Every time he saw their performance, he thought that the joke that some meow people on the Internet wanted to rule the earth through human beings was not groundless.
Of course, the above is just in my mind, I will never say it.
Maybe it's because he watched for a long time. Wang Jiaqiu, who felt the sight, also looked back at him with his cat in his arms. His face, which was still smiling sweetly before, was immediately unhappy and said, "I think you're thinking about my bad words in your mind."
"No Song Xinmin immediately denied it, and picked up the mop in his hand and continued to clean it solemnly.
The young lady frowned and just wanted to say something more. Lin Lan had come out of the foster care room. When she saw Wang Jiatuo, she handed him a silicone brush: "today, there's a foster cat in the cubicle. Just pay a little attention to it."
Yes, the foster room is also a special place for grooming cats. Now it's winter, and it's still good. When it comes to the spring and autumn hair changing season, we don't want to groom the cats in isolation. I can't imagine what kind of flying hair disaster these ten cats will bring to the teahouse. See Miss Wang holding her heart to start routine service, Lin Lan will remind a little, after all, even if the girl is locked in a cage, not afraid of what will happen.
But she forgot if something might happen if two coquettish cats were in the same room.
In the small isolation room, the blue cat Niu Niu has been taken out of the narrow cat bag by Lin Lan and replaced with a comfortable big cat cage with upper and lower layers.
Just from the mouth of the human who can communicate with the cat, she learned that she was going to go out hunting this time and would not go home for three days. Niuniu had been shocked and in a trance.
In three days, he had never been separated from his family slave for so long.
I'm not used to it. I'm in a panic.
Slave, would you like to come back? If it's a big deal, you can put your hand in its stomach to keep warm. It's not good if it doesn't bite again.
Otherwise Next time you don't deliberately pull the things off the edge of the table?
And when it's called again, can it ignore people if it doesn't pretend to hear?
Niuniu is very flustered to learn that Qian Xuan has to go on a dangerous long-range hunting trip. If Lin Lan hadn't made sure that Qian Xuan would come back in three days, the blue cat would definitely be so anxious that it would turn around in the cage and try to escape from prison, instead of drooping in the cage and wagging its tail.
The simple kitten doesn't know that it looks like this. It has been recorded by insidious human secretly with a mobile phone and sent to its home excrement shoveling officer. When she is depressed, she sees a strange human carrying another strange cat into the room.
Through the gap of the cage, Niuniu clearly saw that the same kind was put on the cushion by the human, and then Lie down and comb.
Wang Jiayi's movements are gentle and skillful, and her cat swaying skills are no longer Xiaobai's level when she just appeared on the stage. She combs her hair and makes her lie down and pose. She touches her stomach and tail casually, and even spreads out her limbs in the shape of cat cake.
"Hululu..." The bubbly little snore has been playing for a long time.
When Wang Jiayi stops, the Persian cat even reaches out her little paw to take her hand and yells at her: "Mi Wu!" Don't stop, slave. Do it again
"Well, I'll comb it again for you." Miss Wang agreed without principle, and now she can't see the willful little indulgence that always appears when she treats people.
Head down very deep.
Outside the cage, one person and one cat rolled and one combed. Niu Niu, who had just left the dung shovel officer in the cage, was very upset when she saw this scene.
"Meow!" It stood up and called out of the cage.
Wang Jiaxiang, who is having a good time, remembers that manager Lin had said that there were other cats in the compartment before. It was only when she saw a blue cat in it that she realized that the empty cages in the room were not decoration."It's a blue cat..." She murmured.
"Meow!" In the cage, the blue cat is still yelling, and one paw is even hooked in the gap fence of the cage. (it's a bad technique. It can't be compared with my slave's way of serving!)
Wang Jiaxiang didn't know what the cat was calling, but he felt that the meow was not a good word from its condescending scorn eyes, which was the same as song Xinmin's appearance before. He couldn't get any substantial evidence. When he was confused, Bai Yin, who had been lying in front of him, suddenly got up with a grunt, raised his head and called at the blue cat.
At the beginning, the two cats were still pulling their throats, purring and growling, and then the sound became more and more gunpowder smell, and developed into a threat to each other.
Miss Wang, who had never met such a situation, was at a loss. Seeing that the two cats began to concentrate on fighting, she got up in a panic, pushed the door and ran out of the compartment to move the rescue soldiers.
"No, no, no!" Lin Lan, who stayed in the water bar and prepared today's share of cakes in advance, heard such a voice, "silver in the room and the foster blue cat are making trouble!"
Lin Lan immediately took off her gloves and went out of the water bar. She saw the young lady's face in panic and asked for help: "no, I don't know why, the two cats suddenly quarreled." She had no doubt that the two cats would fight now if there were no cages between them.
Over Wang Jiayi, Lin Lan quickly past, her cat has always been clever, take the initiative to pick things should be impossible, then the rest of the situation can only be Niu Niu's problem. Is it because I know that Qian Xuan is not around for three days and I'm in a panic that I start to make trouble? Or something else
"Meow, meow, meow!" My slave will not only brush my hair, but also serve me all kinds of dried fish snacks. If I drop her favorite cup, I won't give up beating me
"Woo, woo, woo!" (besides combing my hair, my slave will hold me and feed me every day. When I ride on her head, she will only be afraid that I will fall down. She will buy me whatever I want!)
"Hiss --" (my slave always warms my bed in winter!)
"Ha --" (my slave works as a human flesh cushion for me every day!)
Before the door was opened, Lin Lan heard the quarrel coming from the two cats with the ears of the plane. All kinds of elongated tones before the war were very harsh. It was especially frightening to human beings. It seemed that there was a fierce battle at any time.
But Lin Lan, who could understand cat language, had only a string of ellipsis to express her mood.
Cat owners are fighting for their own slaves' names. Should she interrupt or let it go?
After thinking for less than a second, manager Lin pushed the door directly into the room. She didn't stop moving. When she stepped in, she startled the two cats, which was also intentional.
"All right, all right, don't make any noise." Picking up the jinjila on the ground, Lin Lan said to the two cats helplessly, "what you have chosen are all good excrement shovelling officials. They love you all the time. They don't need to be high or low."
Jinjila in her arms immediately complained of her grievance, and her voice responded in a second: "Mi Wu!" (LAN LAN, this smelly cat says that my special slave's hair combing skill is not as good as that of his family. I'm so angry!)
"Then you can continue to teach. She comes every day and will soon learn how to take care of you." Lin Lan comforted him and looked up at the blue cat in the cage. "Niu Niu, don't lose your temper. I know you Miss Qian Xuan. I'll communicate with her at lunch and let you meet her then."
After a few words, the two cats calmed down. Lin Lan also walked out of the compartment and handed the Persian cat to Wang Jiaqiu, who had been waiting nervously.
"You scared the hell out of me." The young lady cherished the cat and rubbed her face. As she walked away, she said to the cat, "let's not fight with it. It's barbaric. We don't learn. We should be elegant..."
Let's not care whether the first lady's theory of elegance can be instilled into the Persian cat. Standing in the same place, Lin Lan looks at them and glances back at the compartment. He can't help laughing and shaking his head.
These two pussycats, who are always slaves, seem to ignore human beings. I didn't expect that there would be a day when they would fight to protect each other for their "slaves".
It's really That's lovely.
Since he can understand cat language, Lin Lan has discovered the hidden truth that many kittens seem to be cold and neurotic, but they are actually cute.
"Xiao Song, please take care of the guests. I'll go back to make cakes." After telling song Xinmin, Lin Lan goes back to the water bar and continues to be busy.
"Good manager." Song Xinmin immediately answered, his hand is holding his mobile phone, the screen is just a few photos taken.
In the lens, blue cat and jinjila confront each other in the transparent compartment. The two cats bow and their hair explodes. As they go up and down, they are gray and white. The needle peak when they face each other across the cage is relatively full of tension.
After staring at the screen for a while, song Xinmin finally turned back to the water bar and said, "manager, can I take my camera to the store and take pictures of the cats?"
Lin Lan, who is putting the egg liquid under the cooking machine, suddenly hears this request. He is stunned at first, and then blurts out: "of course you can! If you have a good-looking picture of a cat, please send it to me and let me paste it in the photo area on the shop wall! " At the end, she laughed.I almost forgot the long-term photographer's main business. People asked for it. Why didn't she agree?
Comrade Song, who got the approval, went on to work contentedly, but his eyes were already staring at the cat in the shop, all kinds of twists and turns, simulating and looking for the best shooting angle from time to time.
In the corner that they didn't notice, orange cat and cow cat, who were also locked in the cage but were put in the lobby to learn how to be cute, had a panoramic view of what had just happened.
The cow cat didn't respond very much, even yawned, complaining to the orange cat in the cage next door that there was a cat that kept making noise early in the morning, so that it didn't sleep well.
The orange cat gentleman was shaking his sharp ears without any feedback. Although he was also a farmer lying there, his eyes were wide open and full of spirit. He was also very clever to observe the people and cats, as if he was collecting some information.
Lin Lan thought that the episode in the morning was the highlight of the day, but she received another foster care order in the afternoon.
"Sister LAN, I have a holiday!" When Yu Lingling, a junior high school student living on the second floor, ran into the store with a smile, Lin Lan didn't remember something until the little girl said, "in three days, we'll go back to our hometown for the new year, and the little Kui in the family will also ask you this year!"
The author has something to say:
Lin Lan I almost forgot the parrot.
When Niu Niu was put into a small transparent compartment specially opened for foster cats in the teahouse, she was the first guest to check in every day, and Wang Jiaqiu arrived later. "Silver, I'm coming!" The first time she came in, she jumped at ginger in the cat group. The pure white Persian cat, which was lying in the cat basin before, caught it. When it was pressed into its arms, it had been reflexively close to the ears of the plane. The next second, its hairy head was connected with several mouthfuls. Until she was impatient with the kiss, jinjila pressed a meat pad on Wang Jialuo and pursed her kiss: "meow!" that's about it, slave! The body language of the refusal can understand the meaning of the kitten even without translation. "No, then." The young lady, who had always been naive and self-conscious, had no temper at all with the kitten. She held it and went in. She was tolerant and spoiled. "I'll comb your hair!" Having combed silver for so many days, Miss Wang has already learned a lot about how to brush and shape a long haired cat. She even knows how to do the two or three styles without any teacher. She can't see how clumsy she is when she takes the brush on the first day. Song Xinmin, who has watched the whole process: -- Although he has been working in this cat tea house for a while, he still can't understand the mentality of the cat slaves. He always feels that when the tea guests, including Miss Wang, see the cat, they feel like they have been bowed. No matter what temperament they usually have, the painting style changes greatly when they touch the cat, and there is no principle. Every time he saw their performance, he thought that the joke that some meow people on the Internet wanted to rule the earth through human beings was not groundless. Of course, the above is just in my mind, I will never say it. Maybe it's because he watched for a long time. Wang Jiaqiu, who felt the sight, also looked back at him with his cat in his arms. His face, which was still smiling sweetly before, was immediately unhappy and said, "I think you're thinking about my bad words in your mind." "No Song Xinmin immediately denied it, and picked up the mop in his hand and continued to clean it solemnly. The young lady frowned and just wanted to say something more. Lin Lan had come out of the foster care room. When she saw Wang Jiatuo, she handed him a silicone brush: "today, there's a foster cat in the cubicle. Just pay a little attention to it." Yes, the foster room is also a special place for grooming cats. Now it's winter, and it's still good. When it comes to the spring and autumn hair changing season, we don't want to groom the cats in isolation. I can't imagine what kind of flying hair disaster these ten cats will bring to the teahouse. See Miss Wang holding her heart to start routine service, Lin Lan will remind a little, after all, even if the girl is locked in a cage, not afraid of what will happen. But she forgot if something might happen if two coquettish cats were in the same room. In the small isolation room, the blue cat Niu Niu has been taken out of the narrow cat bag by Lin Lan and replaced with a comfortable big cat cage with upper and lower layers. Just from the mouth of the human who can communicate with the cat, she learned that she was going to go out hunting this time and would not go home for three days. Niuniu had been shocked and in a trance. In three days, he had never been separated from his family slave for so long. I'm not used to it. I'm in a panic. Slave, would you like to come back? If it's a big deal, you can put your hand in its stomach to keep warm. It's not good if it doesn't bite again. Otherwise Next time you don't deliberately pull the things off the edge of the table? And when it's called again, can it ignore people if it doesn't pretend to hear? Niuniu is very flustered to learn that Qian Xuan has to go on a dangerous long-range hunting trip. If Lin Lan hadn't made sure that Qian Xuan would come back in three days, the blue cat would definitely be so anxious that it would turn around in the cage and try to escape from prison, instead of drooping in the cage and wagging its tail. The simple kitten doesn't know that it looks like this. It has been recorded by insidious human secretly with a mobile phone and sent to its home excrement shoveling officer. When she is depressed, she sees a strange human carrying another strange cat into the room. Through the gap of the cage, Niuniu clearly saw that the same kind was put on the cushion by the human, and then Lie down and comb. Wang Jiayi's movements are gentle and skillful, and her cat swaying skills are no longer Xiaobai's level when she just appeared on the stage. She combs her hair and makes her lie down and pose. She touches her stomach and tail casually, and even spreads out her limbs in the shape of cat cake. "Hululu..." The bubbly little snore has been playing for a long time. When Wang Jiayi stops, the Persian cat even reaches out her little paw to take her hand and yells at her: "Mi Wu!" Don't stop, slave. Do it again "Well, I'll comb it again for you." Miss Wang agreed without principle, and now she can't see the willful little indulgence that always appears when she treats people. Head down very deep. Outside the cage, one person and one cat rolled and one combed. Niu Niu, who had just left the dung shovel officer in the cage, was very upset when she saw this scene. "Meow!" It stood up and called out of the cage. Wang Jiaxiang, who is having a good time, remembers that manager Lin had said that there were other cats in the compartment before. It was only when she saw a blue cat in it that she realized that the empty cages in the room were not decoration."It's a blue cat..." She murmured. "Meow!" In the cage, the blue cat is still yelling, and one paw is even hooked in the gap fence of the cage. it's a bad technique. It can't be compared with my slave's way of serving! Wang Jiaxiang didn't know what the cat was calling, but he felt that the meow was not a good word from its condescending scorn eyes, which was the same as song Xinmin's appearance before. He couldn't get any substantial evidence. When he was confused, Bai Yin, who had been lying in front of him, suddenly got up with a grunt, raised his head and called at the blue cat. At the beginning, the two cats were still pulling their throats, purring and growling, and then the sound became more and more gunpowder smell, and developed into a threat to each other. Miss Wang, who had never met such a situation, was at a loss. Seeing that the two cats began to concentrate on fighting, she got up in a panic, pushed the door and ran out of the compartment to move the rescue soldiers. "No, no, no!" Lin Lan, who stayed in the water bar and prepared today's share of cakes in advance, heard such a voice, "silver in the room and the foster blue cat are making trouble!" Lin Lan immediately took off her gloves and went out of the water bar. She saw the young lady's face in panic and asked for help: "no, I don't know why, the two cats suddenly quarreled." She had no doubt that the two cats would fight now if there were no cages between them. Over Wang Jiayi, Lin Lan quickly past, her cat has always been clever, take the initiative to pick things should be impossible, then the rest of the situation can only be Niu Niu's problem. Is it because I know that Qian Xuan is not around for three days and I'm in a panic that I start to make trouble? Or something else "Meow, meow, meow!" My slave will not only brush my hair, but also serve me all kinds of dried fish snacks. If I drop her favorite cup, I won't give up beating me "Woo, woo, woo!" besides combing my hair, my slave will hold me and feed me every day. When I ride on her head, she will only be afraid that I will fall down. She will buy me whatever I want! "Hiss --" my slave always warms my bed in winter! "Ha --" my slave works as a human flesh cushion for me every day! Before the door was opened, Lin Lan heard the quarrel coming from the two cats with the ears of the plane. All kinds of elongated tones before the war were very harsh. It was especially frightening to human beings. It seemed that there was a fierce battle at any time. But Lin Lan, who could understand cat language, had only a string of ellipsis to express her mood. Cat owners are fighting for their own slaves' names. Should she interrupt or let it go? After thinking for less than a second, manager Lin pushed the door directly into the room. She didn't stop moving. When she stepped in, she startled the two cats, which was also intentional. "All right, all right, don't make any noise." Picking up the jinjila on the ground, Lin Lan said to the two cats helplessly, "what you have chosen are all good excrement shovelling officials. They love you all the time. They don't need to be high or low." Jinjila in her arms immediately complained of her grievance, and her voice responded in a second: "Mi Wu!" LAN LAN, this smelly cat says that my special slave's hair combing skill is not as good as that of his family. I'm so angry! "Then you can continue to teach. She comes every day and will soon learn how to take care of you." Lin Lan comforted him and looked up at the blue cat in the cage. "Niu Niu, don't lose your temper. I know you Miss Qian Xuan. I'll communicate with her at lunch and let you meet her then." After a few words, the two cats calmed down. Lin Lan also walked out of the compartment and handed the Persian cat to Wang Jiaqiu, who had been waiting nervously. "You scared the hell out of me." The young lady cherished the cat and rubbed her face. As she walked away, she said to the cat, "let's not fight with it. It's barbaric. We don't learn. We should be elegant..." Let's not care whether the first lady's theory of elegance can be instilled into the Persian cat. Standing in the same place, Lin Lan looks at them and glances back at the compartment. He can't help laughing and shaking his head. These two pussycats, who are always slaves, seem to ignore human beings. I didn't expect that there would be a day when they would fight to protect each other for their "slaves". It's really That's lovely. Since he can understand cat language, Lin Lan has discovered the hidden truth that many kittens seem to be cold and neurotic, but they are actually cute. "Xiao Song, please take care of the guests. I'll go back to make cakes." After telling song Xinmin, Lin Lan goes back to the water bar and continues to be busy. "Good manager." Song Xinmin immediately answered, his hand is holding his mobile phone, the screen is just a few photos taken. In the lens, blue cat and jinjila confront each other in the transparent compartment. The two cats bow and their hair explodes. As they go up and down, they are gray and white. The needle peak when they face each other across the cage is relatively full of tension. After staring at the screen for a while, song Xinmin finally turned back to the water bar and said, "manager, can I take my camera to the store and take pictures of the cats?" Lin Lan, who is putting the egg liquid under the cooking machine, suddenly hears this request. He is stunned at first, and then blurts out: "of course you can! If you have a good-looking picture of a cat, please send it to me and let me paste it in the photo area on the shop wall! " At the end, she laughed.I almost forgot the long-term photographer's main business. People asked for it. Why didn't she agree? Comrade Song, who got the approval, went on to work contentedly, but his eyes were already staring at the cat in the shop, all kinds of twists and turns, simulating and looking for the best shooting angle from time to time. In the corner that they didn't notice, orange cat and cow cat, who were also locked in the cage but were put in the lobby to learn how to be cute, had a panoramic view of what had just happened. The cow cat didn't respond very much, even yawned, complaining to the orange cat in the cage next door that there was a cat that kept making noise early in the morning, so that it didn't sleep well. The orange cat gentleman was shaking his sharp ears without any feedback. Although he was also a farmer lying there, his eyes were wide open and full of spirit. He was also very clever to observe the people and cats, as if he was collecting some information. Lin Lan thought that the episode in the morning was the highlight of the day, but she received another foster care order in the afternoon. "Sister LAN, I have a holiday!" When Yu Lingling, a junior high school student living on the second floor, ran into the store with a smile, Lin Lan didn't remember something until the little girl said, "in three days, we'll go back to our hometown for the new year, and the little Kui in the family will also ask you this year!" The author has something to say: Lin Lan I almost forgot the parrot.
