Chapter 270 Cat Slave

Faced with Fang Zheng's question, she seemed to remember.

There was still Fang Zheng in front of him.

She was like an elementary school monk who had done something wrong, quietly lowering her head as if she was admitting her mistake.

Then, the bottom of the pink little girl's sneakers squeaked and rubbed against the wooden floor, walked to the shoe rack beside the entrance, picked up a pair of adult cotton slippers, and placed them in front of Fang Zheng.

After putting the slippers away, he continued to lower his head, with an apologetic attitude.

At this moment, even the little kitten, who was originally very fierce and I was really super fierce, saw its new master bow his head and admit his mistake to Fang Zheng. It was like the guilty conscience of two children who had been discovered by adults for doing bad things. It also half-squatted beside Yiyi, lowered its head, bent its ears, and lowered its tail weakly on the floor with an attitude of admitting his mistake.

Fang Zheng was speechless at the sight of a child, a child, and the way he looked down and admitted his mistake.

There was still some laughter and tears.

"I'm not talking about slippers... Forget it, you don't understand the complicated thing. Take it. I don't mean to blame you." Fang Zheng reached out to touch Yiyi's head and handed the package to Yiyi.

Yiyi first looked up at Fang Zheng quietly, then quickly lowered his head, and then looked up at Fang Zheng. Seeing that fang zheng was indeed not angry, the two dim lights in his eyes under the mask finally flashed again and again, as if it meant that he had regained his cheerful mood.

Yiyi took the package and dropped it without holding it.

Yiyi paused.

Fang Zheng shook his head speechlessly. He forgot that when he first found out about his clothes, Yiyi was bullied by a wild dog and couldn't even beat a wild dog.

This package must have at least... Oh, five pounds, six pounds.

Fang Zheng wanted to help, but when the Hei saw that the new owner was forgiven, it naively thought that it was forgiven too, and immediately raised its tail to the sky. The kitten was like a dog on the ground, using its head to carry the package home.

So,

Fang Zheng was very curious!

Yiyi and the Hei got together. What was he up to?

At this moment, Yiyi squatted down and pushed the cotton slippers on the ground, hoping that Fang Zheng would put them on. She had always been very sensible.

Looking at Yiyi, fang just couldn't raise his temper.

"Don't do this in the future. I'll take my slippers..." Before Fang Zheng could say anything, Yiyi lowered his head as if he had done something wrong.

Fang Zheng quickly changed his voice. "Okay, okay, okay. Yiyi is the most obedient and sensible. I'll wear it. I'll wear it."

Fang Zheng stroked Yiyi helplessly and indulgently.

Seeing Fang Zheng put on her slippers with her own eyes, Yiyi became cheerful again. She hugged Fang Zheng's legs, and the way she looked in her little cotton-padded jacket was like she was afraid that Fang Zheng would get angry and really didn't want her.

Meow!

Hei had already pushed the package into the living room, squatting next to the package, its furry tail wagging left and right, urging Yiyi at the door.

The eager, eager little paw looked as if it could not wait. Yiyi was going to take a few more steps slower, and he was going to cut the tape with his cat's paw.

Then, Yiyi came running in a happy mood. The light in his eyes flashed violently, indicating that he was in a happy mood.

At this moment, the little guy stood on tiptoe and struggled to raise his arm. He took a pair of scissors from the bookshelf next to the tv cabinet.

Then, under the urging of the Hei meow, meow, meow, kacha, kacha... Scissors cut open the delivery tape, and the two children clumsily opened the box.

Curious, Fang Zheng followed closely and saw a shocking scene...

"Yiyi, I didn't expect you to be such a person!"

"You've changed, you've become a cat slave!"

In this delivery box, there were cat food, canned pet snacks, and a cat scratch pad.

But then, Fang Zheng remembered another thing.

"Hei, can you eat cat food?"

"And are you sure this cat scratch pad can handle your claws?"

Hei's claws went down, but even a hundred years of ghosts dared to bite.

However, what Fang Zheng got in return was a pair of sidelong eyes that looked like a staff. Hei held its little paws and scratched the cat's claw board.

He rubbed his fur from time to time, making a comfortable grunt.

Then, Yiyi started to open the cat food again. Oh, right, the merchant also gave a blue cat bowl. After Yiyi poured the cat food, the Hei walked to the cat bowl with the proud catwalk on stage t, and the other side was looking sideways.

It fully reflected what xiao aojiao was.

"This is definitely floating." Fang Zheng began to wonder if the Hei had to recall what it meant to be the head of the family.

Hei, who didn't know what Fang Zheng was thinking at the moment, lowered its head and buried its furry face in the cat pot to eat a few cat food. Then it raised its face to look at Yiyi, and then lowered its head to eat cat food.

Yiyi watched the Hei eat cat food with interest, but he was not tired of it.

How did Fang Zheng feel that these two little guys were communicating in the language of the undead?

If there is a dead language in this world.

The content of daily communication should be like this.

Is Yiyi delicious?

Hei, I think... I should eat a few more cat food before I can taste it.

For example, Yiyi was so excited to try cat food. Do I want to try it too?

The Hei is eating like a wolf. As long as you're happy.

...

Well, Fang Zheng didn't know the language of the dead, so he started the game with a map, which he compiled.

Fang Zheng squinted, amused and looked at the two little fellows before him, then got up and went back to the bedroom.

After returning to the bedroom, Fang Zheng did not practice immediately.

Instead, he put down his guitar backpack and took out the Ghost head knife in the box. He saw the ferocious head on the ghostly head that was biting the end of the handle. It was originally an empty storage container. At this time, two ghostly fires lit up in the ghostly head's eyes.

The storage is easily full.

Fang Zheng had discovered this when he first killed the evil spirits in the underworld.

The ghost container was full.

However, because there were so many people outside, he had not done much research.

Now, we can basically confirm that only by killing the ghosts can the container be filled.

It seemed that he had to find an opportunity to study the ghost.

After putting away the ghost knife again, just at this time, Fang Zheng's domestic smartphone prompted new news, picked up the phone and looked, it was actually a message sent from abroad.

Fang Zheng was stunned, then seemed to think of something, and his eyes lit up.

Then, he opened the chat software, added friends one by one according to the content of the foreign information, and pulled into a newly formed group.

The group name is the incubator base for the core values of socialism.

You managed to pull your friends into the group...

You managed to pull your friends into the group...

You changed a group of business cards for your friend, straight steel man... Stone knight... The witch did not believe that there were tears in this world... Flame man...

Suit thug Guo Dasen... Face Brother... The false blind monk...

The group leader modified the group business card for himself. The good man is me, and I am Chen Chichi.

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