Uh...you know

It turned out that there was an orange cat on the bench.

The beautiful girl Jin first touched the orange cat's chin with her fingers, and then took out a box of canned cats from the bag she carried with her. The can was opened, and the orange cat first symbolically resisted, and then immediately buried her head in the can. While eating, the orange cat also took the time to meow, as if expressing gratitude to the kind-hearted girl. In the sun, the beautiful girl sitting on the bench feeding the cat had fair skin and was almost transparent, with a gentle smile on her face, and she was also whispering to the orange cat.

A teaching building with a 19th-century architectural style in the background, the scene on the bench is as beautiful as a painting. Some tourists couldn't help but pick up the camera and took the picture down with a "click".

When Peter came to him, he saw such a harmonious picture.

But in fact, what exactly was born here?

Let's hand the shot to Dorothy.

"Wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu(>﹏＜)" The orange big cat sat domineeringly on the bench, leaning against the back of the chair, with several folds of fat on his belly. His ears were drooping, and his eyes were crying to the bipedal beast in front of him who could understand his words.

"I, I value love and righteousness in this life... Woo woo..." This orange cat named "Tom" is a famous bully in the school. She bullies the weak and is afraid of the strong on weekdays. She often does something bad about trampling her claws on the feet of female students or tourists, and never leaving without getting food. Dorothy was also snatched by the other party several times.

"But, but... hiccup!" The orange cat wiped his tears with his furry paws, and cried so hard that he burped. "But I'm really good to my wife! If I had two cookies, I would definitely share my wife with me!" As for how to deal with it when there was only one cookie, the orange cat Tom did not mention it.

As soon as the get out of class was over, she was attracted by the miserable cry of the orange cat. She also arranged a [listen to the orange cat's voice] by the system and scored 5 points to survive. Dorothy sat on the bench and used one hand to smooth her hair. The system did not cheat her this time. It was a novel experience to be able to understand the small animals' words. I have to say that she likes this skill.

But I didn't expect that cats would also be heartbroken.

"But my wife..." Tom, the orange cat who was middle-aged but was thrown by his wife, cried so much that he was sad when he heard the sound. He saw him crying, "My wife disliked me! She said, she said that I had too much fat on my stomach and the color of the fur was not bright enough. Wow..."

Tom cried bitterly - Is this the midlife crisis that bipedals often call?

After rubbing the poor orange cat's stomach, Dorothy had to say justice - Tom's fur is beautiful and soft, and when he was criticized for his bad fur, he must be the other wife's eggs that were bored with the new and old - but there was indeed a little more fat on her belly.

But the orange cat is understandable.

"She said I am no longer the handsome guy she married... She said I am now a greasy middle-aged uncle..." Tom's slim little paws covered his eyes, as if he could not accept this cruel fact.

"She said, she said that now she likes young and handsome guys more than me!" Speaking of this, Tom, the orange cat, seemed to be unable to control his emotions anymore. He hugged Dorothy's hand with his two paws and buried his furry head in Dorothy's palm, "Tell me, bipedal beast! How could she do this?!"

Being hugged by a broken orange cat for comfort, Dorothy could only touch the other person's furious head with her empty hand, "Uh, yes, it's her bad." The cat also understood what a young man is?

"No, no, no, it's not my wife's fault!" After wiping his face fiercely, Tom cat raised his furry head again. "No, none of this is my wife's fault! It's all that shameless mistress seducing her with a slim and slim hind legs! Yes, it must be that he relied on his youthfulness, strong hind limbs, slender beard, and smooth fur, so he seduced my wife shamelessly!!!o(▼花□;)o" The claws hidden in the meat pad "swish" extended out, Doro had no doubt at all. If the "little three cat" was present at this time, Tom of the orange cat would have pounced on him immediately, scratching the other party's head and bleeding, and his skin was full of flesh.

The emotional life of cats is richer and is much more exciting than that of humans.

"Don't be sad." After touching the orange cat's chin, Dorothy took out a can of canned fish from her bag. There were many animals in the school, and many students would bring some delicious extra meals to the little animals, and she was no exception.

"Come on, be tired of crying, eat a can." Open the lid, Dorothy pushed the canned fish in front of Tom, "Eat." Apart from opening a can of the orange cat, she didn't know how she could comfort the other party.

You can't encourage Fat Orange Cat to duel with the unknown "little three cat", right?

Looking at the fragrant food in front of him, Tom judged that the canned food given by the bipedal beast beside him must be delicious.

but……

He rubbed his belly with his fleshy claws, and Tom shook his hairy head and replied without much firmness, "No, I'm not hungry."

In order to win back my wife’s heart, what is a mere canned food?!

"You really don't eat?" Fat orange cat said as she was not hungry, while using her two round eyes to peek at the canned food on the bench. Dorothy couldn't help teasing him, "If you don't eat, I'll give it to another cat." One, two, three...

"No, I thought about it carefully and should eat enough before considering the issue of robbing my wife back." Seeing that the two-legged beast beside me began to take away the can with its slender claws, Tom rushed up. His hairy face was buried in the can, and he explained in a confused voice, "Didn't you two-legged beasts often say that nothing in life cannot be solved by a big meal - if there is, then eat two meals. We cats are the same (>^^&1t;). "The can is delicious, this two-legged beast is really good, not as good as in the future...

The fat orange cat's head was buried in the can, and it was meowing. The beautiful girl sitting sideways on the bench watching the orange cat eat cans patiently whispering to coax the orange cat, and each person and the cat looked like they were talking. The tall birch tree behind the bench cast a mottled shadow, and the girl's fingers touching the orange cat's back were slender and slender.

Peter could not help but touch his red cheeks as he watched his senior sister meow with an orange cat with a childlike heart.

Senior Sister Dorothy is really beautiful and kind-hearted.

The senior sister is really cute o(*￣︶￣*)o.

Clearing his throat, Peter stepped forward to break the harmonious picture. "Senior Sister Dorothy, good morning, I..." Before Peter finished speaking, he saw Dorothy and the fat orange cat on the bench look up at him at the same time. Then, the orange cat, who was originally eating canned, suddenly widened his eyes, and the hair in his body exploded, then jumped up from the bench and rushed straight to his face, accompanied by a shrill scream, "Meow!!!"

He hurriedly caught the jumping orange cat, afraid that the fat orange cat would fall, so Peter didn't even care about his cheek being scratched by the other party's sharp claws. "Hey, what's wrong with you, little baby?" He always used to suck cat physique, what's going on today?

Dorothy looked at Spider-Man standing in front of the bench, who was ravaged by the orange cat Tom, with Tom's angry scream in his ears-

"Missary! You mistress dares to appear in front of me!" In the sun, the orange cat's nails stretched out from the mat scratched Peter's neck hard.

"Bastard! You give me my wife back! o(▼蓝▼メ;)o"

"hiss……"

Three bloody seals.

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It turned out that there was an orange cat on the bench.

The beautiful girl Jin first touched the orange cat's chin with her fingers, and then took out a box of canned cats from the bag she carried with her. The can was opened, and the orange cat first symbolically resisted, and then immediately buried her head in the can. While eating, the orange cat also took the time to meow, as if expressing gratitude to the kind-hearted girl. In the sun, the beautiful girl sitting on the bench feeding the cat had fair skin and was almost transparent, with a gentle smile on her face, and was also whispering to the orange cat.
Chapter completed!