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Chapter 2

Wen Xiaomandou is a Linqing lion cat with impure blood. In human terms, kittens like him are collectively called Pastoral Chuan Cat.

But his cat was born quite happy. Although at the beginning, there were times when he was not full of scars. However, since he was adopted by a human named Wen Fuling, during those days, he would only occasionally have some scenes when he was dozing off in the afternoon and dreaming. When he woke up, he could not remember anything.

"Come on steamed bun."

Wen Fuling held the unzipped cat bag and waved to Wen Xiaomantu.

"Meow," Why, are you going to take a shower again? Let's make it clear that there are no two cans.

Wen Fuling, who had been frowning, saw Mantou stretching and walking towards her cat step by step, slowly approaching, and a smile finally appeared on her pale face, but when she thought that it was about to be separated, the smile disappeared on her face again.

"Manbu, you can't be naughty when you go to your new home. You have to get along well with your new friends, okay?" Wen Fuling slowly touched the smooth fur of the little manbu and whispered in a low voice, although she also knew that the little cat could not understand human words.

"Squint?" Why, two canned foods are not good enough, I'm going to steal your meal!

One person, one cat and one chicken talked to the duck, and the kiss was so warm that it was so warm that it finally stepped out of the door.

Downstairs, Wen Fuling's hairdresser Li Xiaoxiao had arrived long ago. When she saw Wen Fuling who was late, she didn't say much. She just silently took the cat bag and a series of steamed buns handed over by Wen Fuling and put them all into the back seat of the car.

In the community, apricot blossoms are rushing to bloom on the branches, and the willow trees also sprout tender buds, which is a springy scenery.

But why is it that it is the best time for her youth and youth, and her best friend is separated from her gods forever?

"God is really unfair!" Li Xiaoxiao was not good at speaking. After holding it in for a long time, the thousands of words in his heart only poured out such a venting sentence.

Wen Fuling saw it openly: "Xiaoxiao, don't say that. At this time, I have you, a good friend by my side, and I am content."

"I'll entrust the steamed buns to you. Now I'm alone, my house and car have been sold at a low price. My will has been made public. I will donate it to poor children after I die," Wen Fuling said, while handing over the documents to my friend: "I will go on a trip later, so I can count wherever I go."

"Do you want me to go with you?" Li Xiaoxiao packed the documents and asked worriedly.

Wen Fuling shook her head and said calmly: "Go with me, I don't want to work anymore, I don't have a partner anymore, can I pay back the car loan?"

The three-combo hit Li Xiaoxiao, a contemporary social animal, instantly extinguished her passion by the cold water of reality.

Her mouth was a line of embarrassing embarrassing, and at this moment it was the separation of Sheng and Xiao.

“…I can take one month’s annual leave, at least, to accompany you for a while.”

"Forget it," Wen Fuling waved her hand and advised her to give up this irrational decision: "If you go, who will take care of Mantou? You know, I don't feel at ease except you."

Li Xiaoxiao's eyes turned red, and Wen Xiaomantu looked around in the cat bag, not knowing what was going on.

So this matter has become a foregone conclusion.

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In the Tai Chi teahouse, Zhou Jiuyi, who was pretending to behave, sat pitifully at the door all day.

Yu Yuechu, who was full of sleep, yawned downstairs, not unexpectedly at all. Today, there was no business on the first floor of the yangtan.

"Did you forget that I should have lunch?" Zhou Jiuyi asked dryly, and a boss seemed a little pitiful to think that it was like this.

"I'm a ghost and I don't need to eat," Yu Yuechu painted facial features in the standing mirror in the first floor lobby, making her already bright facial features even more fascinating. She didn't even look at Zhou Jiuyi: "I can only sleep peacefully this year. Why do you think this is?"

Zhou Jiuyi's braid stopped shaking. He lay on the front desk, his arms spread flat, like a hardworking little turtle. His voice looked dull because he lowered his head: "Why is this?"

"Because my boss Zhou Jiuyi said to Chujiu, who was so cute that he left the teahouse to be a hero and was angry for the beauty. He not only slept for ten years, but also trashed the spiritual power he had accumulated over the past hundred years. From then on, he became a weak chicken after leaving the teahouse..." Yu Yuechu turned around, combing her black hair while scolding Zhou Jiuyi: "From then, I was a ghost and I had to go out to buy food for you, and I had to take into account the business of Yin and Yang restaurants. Last week, you talked to me and said that the business is not easy to do now, so let me be gentler and gentle? It would be nice if I didn't go on vacation."

With the sound of not having a dirty word in the beginning of Yu Yue, Zhou Jiuyi's figure looked like a cartoon, shrinking smaller and smaller, shrinking smaller and smaller. His height of 1.9 meters gradually shrank to 1.6 meters, and his voice became silly, but humans were still so doggy.

"Hey, my dear Yuechu, I can't do anything," Zhou Jiuyi, who was in a prestigious form, said seriously: "If someone asks me, how can I not save me? Besides, if I hadn't been meddling in other people's business for so many years, how would the employees of this Tai Chi Teahouse come from..."

Perhaps thinking about his miserable situation back then, Yu Yuechu's attitude was not as good as before. Looking at Zhou Jiuyi, who was not willing to be the handsome man, he thought that this person was his boss after all, and his tone became a little softer: "But you have no strength at all now, how can you go out to find new employees? Just relying on human recruitment software, you may not be able to find an employee that meets your requirements in ten years."

Zhou Jiuyi laughed and he was waiting for Yu Yuechu's words.

What are you afraid of when you become a handsome man? As long as you work well, it doesn’t matter if you make him a baby.

"At the beginning of the good month, after a day of calculation, there is a human who is about to die. Both parents died without cars and houses, cuckolded on their heads, strong ambitions, a sensible physique and a stray cat... After my identification, my appearance is very beautiful."

So Yu Yuechu found out and was plotted again.

"Time, place, character."

"Now, Wen Fuling, Jingang Building, will jump off the building immediately."

Yu Yuechu cursed quietly, and his violent figure disappeared in the teahouse in an instant.

"Don't forget! Come back and bring me the smoked chicken and a thousand-layer sauce meatloaf patty made by the little old man!"

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The sky is above the blue and the underworld is gone, and there is nowhere to be seen.

Am I... dead?

When Wen Fuling regained consciousness, what caught her eye was the wild cursive characters written on the wall as if someone had drunk too much. If she hadn't signed up for her interest class in the Youth Palace when she was a child, she wouldn't recognize what was written on the wall.

Well, I should be dead.

It was precisely because he recognized what was written on it that Wen Fuling was determined about his death.

Although there was no pain of the collision between the head and the cement at the moment of death, she thought about it again that she might have died neatly and might not have died directly.

This should be the underworld in the feudal legend, but I didn’t expect that there was such a thing.

Just as she was thinking about it, a faint fragrance came from her. The fragrance seemed to exist or not, just like the date glutinous rice cake that had just been steamed and the lid was lifted. The warm feeling of that moment made people feel healed when they smelled it.

Is the underworld so warm?

I don’t know if Wen Fuling wanted to move herself or her feet had their own ideas, but when she came to her senses, she couldn’t help but walk to an ancient door.

"Since you're here, why not come in?"

Why is this sound so familiar?

Wen Fuling was a little confused, but since he was here, he would come all of them.

"It's you!"

The woman wearing a sky-blue ancient style costume has a gentle temperament, like a delicate and tender peony flower, beautiful and square. The woman sat quietly on a tea table about two meters long, helping a man who couldn't see clearly and handed water to deliver tea.

The reason why Wen Fuling was surprised was that she suddenly remembered that the moment she jumped from a high building, the woman appeared and jumped down with her!

Not everyone has ever had the experience of a high-altitude cordless bungee jumping, and there are also the experience of strange beauties sticking to your face. Of course, a high-altitude cordless bungee jumping can only be tried once in a lifetime.

Yu Yuechu smiled slightly: "It seems that the guest remembers me."

"What's going on? Am I dead?" Wen Fuling was not stupid, but the situation in front of her was obviously beyond her common sense.

Yu Yuechu didn't answer, she got up and walked towards Wen Fuling, who was confused and helpless, patted her on the shoulder, and said softly: "My boss wants to talk to you about a deal."

After saying that, she bypassed Wen Fuling. When she went out, she had a subtle whisper and got into Wen Fuling's ears.
Chapter completed!
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