Tang an casually put down his things and looked at sang Mengmeng's room.

At school, I told sang Mengmeng that I wanted to go out with my old classmates, so I didn't go with Sang Mengmeng. According to the truth, sang Mengmeng should have come back. However, there was no light in Sang Mengmeng's building. It seemed that he didn't come back.

Tang an walked over and knocked on the door. As expected, she was not there, but the door of the yard was not closed. She should have come back and left again, and then forgot to close the door.

Wutong Lane's security is very good. What's more, even if it's not a closed door, what's wrong with it? After all, there are several families living in this area, besides providing first-class security monitoring, there are full-time bodyguards. These people are very poisonous. If there are any mixed up thieves and other things around, they will be driven away.

Tang an thought about it and called sang Mengmeng to fulfill her responsibilities as a landlord and friend. This is a good reason.

Tang an called sang Mengmeng. After seven or eight rings, sang Mengmeng answered the phone.

"Ah... I went home today... Well... I'll go directly to school tomorrow morning... Yes, I'll go with my sister..."

It turned out that sang Mengmeng went back and hung up. Tang an took two steps. He always felt that there was something to associate with, but his intuition was absurd, so he gave up to tangle about where he felt he could think more.

Tang an found Nanmao on the second floor. The two people's rooms were opposite and it was convenient to visit. Nanmao's door was not closed. Tang an knocked on the door and went in.

South cat is holding a bottle of emulsion and toss about.

"It said there was milk in it!" Nanmao told Tang an as if he had found something extraordinary.

"This is a bath and body moisturizing. It's not milk, nor yogurt. It's not for drinking!" Tang an took the lotion and put it in the kitchen. Some children smelled these things and felt that the fragrance would be drunk. Maybe the South cat would not... But she could not!

Nanmao was a little disappointed and angry. "Humans always invent superfluous things. The waste of milk is unforgivable. One day, I will make all the things in the world with milk as raw materials disappear."

"Yogurt is also made of milk," Tang an reminded her.

"I mean waste. Making yogurt from milk is the greatest progress of human civilization and science. Of course, it's not waste!" Nanmao said naturally.

Adorable, "what do you think is the best thing to do? I'll tell you what these things are all about." Tang an headache. Although Lin Xiaohui is not the adorable girl of Sang Meng Meng, but as a typical sea girl, Zhang Yuying, as early as he knows, has many knowledge of make-up, maintenance and beauty. So naturally, Nanmao will choose many things that Tang an is not familiar with.

Many men often ridicule that women can't use some household appliances and can't understand the instructions of many household appliances, including digital products... In fact, from the perspective of women, they can ridicule men, except for those senior receptionists in the cosmetics industry, who want men to distinguish what a lot of cosmetics on women's counters do, That's completely impossible.

Tang an stared at the big bag of bath products and skin care products. He was stunned. He took a bottle of shampoo and said, "well, this is for washing hair."

"You don't know yourself." Nanmao sneered.

"It's normal that men don't know. Well, I just need shampoo and shower gel. I don't need anything else." Tang an doesn't think he has to know these things. He's not interested in being a makeup artist or beauty consultant. Instinctively, he has no interest in these things. In his feeling, he knows these things very well, Basically, the sexual orientation is distorted in the end, otherwise it looks too feminine.

"I can figure it out by myself." Nanmao has never used these things. It's just something that human beings on earth know how to use. He either doesn't want it or he will use it. Nanmao pointed to a towel and said, "there's a kitten on this towel. I like it better."

Tang an nodded. According to Nanmao's logic, the person who made this kind of towel with kitten pattern deserved to die, but it was an item in line with her preference.

So Tang an soaked and disinfected the towels for Nanmao with boiling water, and then took them out and dried them one by one.

Tang an is busy in the bathroom. Nanmao looks at those things in the bedroom and doesn't tidy them up. Because Tang an can tidy them up, Nanmao doesn't do it.

Thinking of one thing, Nanmao came to the bathroom and saw Tang an pick up a white... White... Little underwear.

There is a cat behind the little underwear. There is a small plush cat head above the front pants head. Although it is a little naive, it is very cute. It was selected by Nanmao and Lin Xiaohui together. Then Nanmao didn't remember this thing just now. After all, it's just a small pair of underwear. How can Nanmao remember it?

"Are you a pervert?" Nanmao took a deep breath and tried to keep his tone as flat as possible. Although his cheeks were slightly hot, even Nanmao felt that Tang an was a dog spirit family and must have nothing to do with himself as the king of the cat spirit family, such as "* * * *", "reproduction" and "reproduction", But Tang an's hand is his own personal clothes after all, and now he is looking at it in his hand. The extremely low-grade and obscene eyes make Nanmao feel that he should lose this little underwear.

"No... I just didn't notice mixing..." Tang an explained with a red face and ears.

"Many things can be forgiven for the first time and unforgivable for the second time." Nanmao took a deep breath and found a reason to calm himself. If Tang an still has such abnormal performance for the second time, let the wind power cat make him a hot dog.

"OK... You can do it yourself..." Tang an put back his underwear and stood up.

"How can I come by myself!" Nanmao said angrily. Tang an asked Nanmao king to do this kind of cleaning!

"Am I coming? You're angry again," said Tang an, pointing to the basin.

Then what shall I do? Nanmao thought, "you wash with your eyes covered and thick gloves, so you can't tell what's in your hand..."

"Through weight identification." Tang an immediately found the inappropriate place.

"Then go out," said Nanmao expressionless.

Of course Tang an is obedient. He is not the kind of person who feels uncomfortable without doing housework.

Nanmao closed the bathroom door, then pointed to the wardrobe and said, "clean your wardrobe first. I'm going to put my clothes."

"Don't you put all your clothes in the cat's belly?" Tang an said curiously. "Isn't that more convenient?"

Nanmao's eyebrows showed a trace of fatigue. "I told you that using psionics in this world will consume a lot of psionic power... Including the wind power cat I just released. Although the consumed psionic power is relatively weak to maintain the use of the cat's belly every day, it will also consume a lot in the long run, so if you can save, you can save."

Although he was distressed about the fatigue between Nanmao's eyebrows, Tang an still felt a faint injustice. It turned out that Nanmao king still had the concept of saving! In Tang an's opinion, the numbers in the bank account are as precious as Lingli!

Tang an went downstairs to the kitchen and made a cup of hot milk for Nanmao.

I don't know if it can supplement psychic power, but milk is obviously a good supplementary nutrition for Nanmao. Tang an thinks that no matter what, she is still a developing little girl. It's always good to drink some milk.

Holding the hot milk, Nanmao took a sip. It was slightly sweet and flowing smoothly into his throat. A heat flow seemed to flow into the bottom of his heart. Nanmao touched his belly and felt hot. He couldn't help looking at Tang an.

Hum, this is what he should do. Nanmao doesn't thank him at all.

As a king, anyone should do anything for himself, but for the sake of good milk, for the time being, he can not take his low-level performance today as the historical evidence of settling accounts with him in the future.