MtaurNovel Chapter 22 Two hair balls
Chapter 22 Two hair balls
Mao Tuanzi didn't know Xiang Ru's thoughts at all, he slept too soundly, and vaguely felt the man coming back, but his thinking was completely muddled, and he couldn't open his eyelids at all.
The man is back...well, back...
snoring snoring...
The little white hairball was put in the cat's litter, and it was so comfortable that it made a gurgling sound in its throat, completely unaware that it had forgotten a very important thing.
……
The water in the bathroom was steaming, the lights were dimmed, and the water temperature was a little high, which made people feel a little irritable.
Xiang Ru reached out to adjust the water temperature to a suitable temperature, and the hot water slid down the smooth back, leaving nothing but water marks.
He rinsed briefly, took the towel to dry his body, only wrapped around his waist, and left the bathroom.
In the corner of the bedroom, the milk cat was sleeping sprawled in the cat's nest. Xiang Ru covered his dripping head with a towel, and then sat on the bed, wondering what to think.
The hour hand of the alarm clock passed one frame after another, the minute hand turned around and around, and the unattended hair was completely dry before the man took off the towel and showed a cold look.
He looked at the snowball in the cat nest, and after a long time, he changed into his pajamas and lay down on the bed.
But he didn't dream of that blue-eyed young man tonight, his eyes were full of horror, he seemed to be asleep, wrapped in the sticky blood, unable to struggle, almost suffocated.
So I opened my eyes and fell asleep without closing them again...
Xiang Ru found that he seemed to be addicted to that young man.
In the past, there were no youths, and he was used to having weird dreams every night, but today the youth did not enter his dreams, and he couldn't bear it anymore if he returned to the previous state.
The whole night, he lay on the bed without any sleepiness, only the young man in his mind.
The way he smiled, the way he was angry, the way he acted like a baby...
so stark.
His heart was beating non-stop, and he sat up, slowly placing a hand on his chest.
"Maybe you dreamed about that person because you liked that cat so much."
no... not...
Xiang Ru grabbed the bed sheet with his fingers, his joints tensed, and he refuted in his mind.
He didn't dream about that man because he liked cats.
he is...is...
A pair of blue eyes flashed through his mind, Xiang Ru's fingers froze, and then slowly loosened, his eyes were full of disbelief.
He kept a cat because he liked that person...
It was because of the cat, which had blue eyes similar to that of the man, that he raised it.
The night was dark, and the sound of pattering rain came from outside the window. Xiang Ru sat on the bed and sat there all night.
Does he like that person?
……
In the morning, the rain had stopped, only the wet ground and drops of water on the leaves reminded people that it had rained last night.
Xiang Ru got up and got out of bed, his eyes stayed on the white cat in the cat's nest for a long time before going to the kitchen.
"Crack..."
The egg shell is broken, and the egg white and egg yolk fall into the pan. Meeting the hot oil, the egg white quickly solidifies into white. When the slight burnt aroma comes out, turn it over and continue frying until both sides are golden.
Xiang Ru didn't add salt and put the fried eggs in the cat bowl.
At this time, Mao Tuanzi raised his head from the cat's nest, closed his eyes and sniffed the air, yawned a lot, stood up unsteadily, smelled the smell and went to the kitchen.
A tall man stood in the kitchen, staring earnestly at the pot.
Mao Tuanzi stood by the door, bent his body into a bow and stretched his waist, trying to wake himself up.
"It's not mine again?"
Hearing the sound, the man glanced at the cat, put the cat bowl with fried eggs in front of the cat, and then turned his head.
Heh heh heh... you actually made me something to eat today? !
Mao Tuanzi looked surprised. He looked at the fried egg in front of him, and then at the man. He repeated this action two or three times before he was sure that he was not dreaming—the man prepared delicious food for him again.
The fried egg was so hard-won, so he refused to take it lightly. He walked around the cat bowl several times, after confirming that he was not dreaming, he chose a direction and solemnly took a small bite.
There was a gap in the round fried egg immediately.
The fried egg is smooth, tender and slightly burnt. Even if there is no salt, the Maotuanzi is so happy that it wants to jump around.
It was not easy, and he finally had a delicious fried egg again.
Although I have never eaten fried eggs these days, the fried eggs I ate from the students were either too burnt or too tender.
It doesn't look like it's made by a man, with a focal circle on the edge, but the inside is just right, and it's delicious when you bite it down.
As far as fried eggs are concerned, it really is the man who cooks the most to his taste.
"Do you want to make some skewers, or grilled chicken legs, or fried chicken..." Mao Tuanzi bit the fried egg while sincerely suggesting to the man: "I think your cooking is definitely better than those. Be delicious."
The man didn't answer, but patted his head.
Mao Tuanzi: That’s right, I forgot you didn’t understand.
sad.
After Xiang Ru made his own breakfast, he ate in silence, washed the dishes in silence, filled Mao Tuanzi's empty cat bowl with cat food in silence, and then went out.
Mao Tuanzi: "..."
I always feel that men are weird today.
Only then did Mao Tuanzi realize that something was wrong with the man, but he ran to the door, and after struggling for a long time, he chose to stay at home.
When he just ate the fried egg, he found that his demon pill had grown bigger, and even the color had changed from light blue to white, so he decided to take a good look at it later.
Although the man is a bit weird today, there is not much danger in the human world, so it should be fine.
So after feeling that the man was far away, he drew the curtains.After thinking about it, he still chose to run to the man's bedroom, closed the door, jumped on the bed, and then started to check his demon core.
The monster pills of the monsters are their source of power. The monsters absorb the aura and transform it into the monster power they can use. Some of them are in a state that can be used at any time, and the other part will choose to store in the monster pills.
When fighting other demons, if the demon power is exhausted, they will choose to use the power of the demon core.Generally speaking, the stronger the monster is, the bigger and darker the demon pill will be.
His own strength is too weak, the demon core is not big, and the color is not dark, only a light layer of blue.But now, his demon pill has changed from light blue to white, but its volume has become larger, and its strength has not declined, but has a faint feeling of improvement.
Mao Tuanzi looked at his transformed Yaodan with a confused face.
The demon pill has become bigger, and the strength may have improved without dropping, but the color has changed?
Never heard of this operation...
Scratching his head with his furry paws, Mao Tuanzi stared at his demon pill with a puzzled expression on his face.
After a while, he released some demon power and poked his own demon core, but there was no movement from the demon core.
He used a little more force, and poked his own demon core cautiously, the demon core trembled, and then swallowed up the demon power completely.
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Mao Tuanzi on the bed was stunned. In the next second, he turned into a human form, squatting on the bed with a surprised expression on his face.
Then he found that his demon power was swept away, only a little bit remained in the demon core.
Mao Tuanzi: "..."
So the change of the demon pill is related to the transformation?
The young man got off the bed, struggled for a while, and then transformed himself into a white robe and put it on.
The little demon power left was a little less.
He wandered around in the bedroom, then into the living room, and finally squatted on the sofa.
After a long time, the young man raised his sleeve, looked at his hand, and let out a long sigh.
It's true that he likes to change form, but in this way... when will he change back.
How long would it take to regain so much demonic power lost?
And I dare not go out at will, if I change back halfway, it will be a bit bad.
And... so boring!
After exploring Xiang Ru's bedroom and playing with the things in the living room, the young man stared at the row of eggs in the refrigerator, lost in thought.
Slowly, he stretched out his hand, took out an egg from the refrigerator, and stood in front of the counter.
"Should, that's how it was done..." The young man stared at the gas stove, and pressed the button from memory, and the orange-red flame jumped up.
A pair of doggy eyes bent, the young man looked proudly at the flames under the pot, "I'm really smart."
Next, recalling Xiang Ru's operation in his mind, he took the small bottle of oil on the side and poured some into the pot.
"It should be more delicious..." He poured some more.
"And then?" The young man tilted his head, then cracked the egg in his hand and threw it into the pot.
"Kazi... bang..." Too much oil was poured, and the fire was too high. As soon as the eggs were put down, several oily flowers were splashed.
The young man jumped straight to the door of the kitchen, holding his oil-splashed hand with tears in his eyes and pain.
He didn't dare to go to the pot any more.
The oily smoke in the pot kept coming out, and a burnt smell gradually dissipated. The young man smelled the smell, pawed at the door for a while, and finally mustered up the courage to go forward and turn off the fire.
Half of the eggs were soaked in oil and half of them were on the bottom of the pan, but they were still burnt.
The young man looked at the poor-looking fried egg in the pan, but he still refused to give up and scooped it out with a spatula.
The bottom has been burnt into coke.
He took a bite, chewed twice, and finally spit it out silently.
Staring at his red hands that were splashed with oil, and at the horrific fried eggs on the plate, the young man mobilized his demon power silently.
Things in the kitchen rose one by one and slowly returned to their original state...
The last trace of demon power was used up, but the fried eggs he made couldn't be disposed of.
The young man walked around in the kitchen, and finally threw the fried egg in the trash can, and pressed it down specially to make sure that he couldn't see the bad fried egg at a glance.
After washing his hands, he went back to the living room silently, took the keyboard with Xiang Ru's reinstalled keycap and squatted on the sofa, with a blank face, and began to beat hard.