Chaomu

In fact, Yingzheng has no experience in taking care of pets. After bringing Guigui back, he directly kept it in his bedroom. Except for going to court every day, he couldn't take it with him, and the rest of the time he took it with him even when he was reviewing memorials in Zhangtai Palace.

Rose is very well-behaved, never making a fuss, sitting dignifiedly is its normal state.

After a year, Yingzheng summed up several characteristics of Guigui.

First, I love to eat.

Yingzheng is very happy that Rose is edible, because when he first saw it, it was really too thin, and he could easily hold it with one hand. He really wanted to make it fatter, so that It is also comfortable to hold.

This year, Guigui has grown very fast. From a small ball at the beginning to now requiring his hands to support it, her body shape has changed significantly, and her stomach is also soft. Yingzheng likes to touch it very much, and he can hold it every time. Guigui touched it into a cake.

Yingzheng likes to eat with Guigui, so that he can eat a few more bites and his energy will be greatly improved.

The second point, love to be clean.

It can't bear dust or other dirty things on its body, and it will wash its paws every time it eats a snack.

Of course, it couldn't bear the smell of alcohol on Ying Zheng's body. Every time Ying Zheng drank and wanted to hug it, he had to take a bath and change his clothes, otherwise he would hit him in the face with his tail.

Once he deliberately teased it, and after drinking, he was about to get close to rubbing the tip of his nose against its back, but Guigui turned around sharply and gave him a paw.

Its nails were all retracted, and this paw just slapped his nose with a pad of flesh. It didn't hurt, but it could show its resistance.

Holding it up, Ying Zheng laughed inexplicably, rubbing its head with his fingers.

Then, Rose gave him another paw.

Only then did Ying Zheng become honest.

Third, elegance.

This is really not nonsense, it is the result of Ying Zheng's careful observation.

Whether it is walking or sitting, Guigui gives him a sense of etiquette, which seems to be a habit formed after being well-educated.

The fourth and last point is Tsundere.

Yingzheng liked to hold it, stroke its hair, and pinch its ears and paws. At first, Guigui didn't like this kind of contact very much, and kept avoiding him.

However, as long as Ying Zheng looked at it with a smile and called "GuiGui" a few more times, it would walk over slowly, sit down in front of him dignifiedly, and stretch out a small claw to him.

Guigui's little meat pad is pink, small and cute, every time Ying Zheng strokes the cat, he will pinch it, and sometimes he will use his side face to rub it.

In this case, Guigui will be soft into a cake, no matter how he moves, even if he touches its belly, he will not resist.

Of course, this is what Ying Zheng thought.

In fact, Yun Shu resisted, but as a cat now, she still needs to rely on Ying Zheng, an orange cat who has been a long-term source of food, so she can only reluctantly accept it.

The orange cat can't be hungry.

She really doesn't want to be an orange cat anymore.

Crying and chirping.

Naturally, Ying Zheng didn't know that his cat regarded him as a source of food. He was currently receiving congratulations from all the officials in the front hall. He drank a lot of wine while drinking.

Looking up again to drink a glass of wine, Yingzheng sighed silently, thinking that it would be time for Guigui to make trouble again when he went back.

But he can't refuse, today is his birthday, and Qin Wang's birthday is naturally thought of by many people, he has not yet grasped the real power, so he has to go deep.

After dealing with everyone, Ying Zheng returned to the bedroom smelling of alcohol, but he didn't see the kitten on the rocking bed.

According to Rose's habit, at this time it should nestle in the blanket and take a nap.

Yingzheng's eyebrows twitched, "Guigui?"

"Meow~"

Ying Zheng followed the voice to find it, and saw his own rose in front of his book case.

To be precise, it is a rose dyed with ink.

I don't know what happened, the ink on the desk was spilled, and Guigui hugged his wolf hair with her little paws, as if drawing something on the silk, the original warm yellow hair on her body was dyed piece by piece , most of a small face was dyed black.

Guigui has grown up a lot compared to last year, but it is still a bit out of place to hold the wolf hair with two little paws, let alone it is still drawing something seriously.

Ying Zheng walked over, and what he entered was a messy book case. There were several plum blossom prints on the silk, and it was not difficult to see that they were magnificent paw prints.

"What are you painting?"

Ying Zheng was taken aback by his own question.

While he knows his cat is smart, he's really not sure if Rose can understand him.

Guigui gave a small "meow", put down the wolf hair, let the precious purple jade wolf hair roll to the side, opened her mouth to grab Ying Zheng's sleeve, and gently tugged.

Ying Zheng understood, took the "painting" and raised his eyebrows slightly.

The painting depicts a person and a cat crookedly. It is just a simple line, which is really crude, and there are many paw prints around it.

Ying Zheng's eyes flickered, he put down the silk, held the rose in both hands and put it in front of his eyes, "For me?"

"Meow~"

Guigui didn't struggle as usual, she was lifted up obediently by him, stretched into a long strip in an instant, and even wagged her tail a few times, as if she was asking for praise.

Ying Zheng smiled slightly, "Birthday gift?"

"Meow~"

Guigui stretched out her small claws, and gently pressed Yingzheng's cheek. The soft pads were warm, and the two small claws pressed like this, as if holding his face.

At that moment, Ying Zheng's heart seemed to be hit by something, and an inexplicable emotion surged out, spreading to his limbs and bones involuntarily.

He couldn't say it, he just felt itchy where he was pressed by the little claw.

Guigui withdrew her little paws, and raised her tail to point in one direction.

Ying Zheng walked over, stood still in front of the bronze mirror, his expression changed slightly.

There are two paw prints on his face, which are very symmetrically distributed on the side of his face, while the rose in his hand is holding his paws, tilting his head and looking at the mirror, very well-behaved.

Only then did Yingzheng remember to grab its little paw, and Guigui didn't refuse, letting him hold his paw.

Its paws were stained with ink, and when it was pressed just now, two paw prints were directly on Ying Zheng's face.

Like a stamp.

Yingzheng narrowed his eyes, calmly watching Guigui put two claws on his hand, and then retracted gracefully.

This time his hand was also stamped.

A subtle sense of fullness welled up in his heart, and Ying Zheng hugged Rose, talking to himself while walking, "Sometimes you really look like a human being."

Seeing Guigui tilting her head, Yingzheng chuckled, "Naughty."

After a pause, Ying Zheng hugged Guigui closer, the tip of his nose almost touching its small face, "Thank you for your gift, I accept it."

This is definitely the most special birthday gift he has received over the years.

Stepping into the warm pool, the heat is coming towards you, Ying Zheng doesn't shy away from it, holding the rose in one hand, untied his belt with the other, and took off his alcohol-smelling clothes.

Guigui seemed to be stunned, and after a few breaths, she began to struggle violently, even the voice of "meow" was a little eager, and the hair all over her body exploded.

"Ok?"

Taking off the last coat, Ying Zheng rubbed Guigui's little face with his fingertips, "What's wrong?"

"Meow!"

Guigui continued to struggle, and even held his fingers and began to gnaw lightly. Although it was grinding her teeth and would not cause any wounds, it did use some strength.

"Don't be afraid."

Ying Zheng frowned, patiently hugged Rose with both hands, and took it into the water, "You're dirty, I just wash it for you."

As he spoke, he reached out to pick up the warm pool water and poured it on top of Rose's head, rubbing its ears lightly, "I'm not trying to boil you."

Guigui suddenly opened her eyes wide and continued to struggle.

Ying Zheng shook his head helplessly, pressed the man against his chest, swiped the pool water to wet all its hair, rubbed his fingertips on its back, trying to calm down the irritable Rose.

"Okay, listen."

As he spoke, he pinched the tip of Guigui's tail again, "Don't move around, it's not good to choke on the water."

Guigui flicked her little claws, and was easily held by the man, who even pinched the pads.

Seeing that her hair was sticking to her body, Guigui stopped and let Yingzheng wash herself over and over again, not even letting go of her ears.

His chest was a cold white color, his fingers were slender and powerful, but his movements were gentle and did not hurt it.

Rose gave up struggling.

Ying Zheng washed the rose carefully, looked it up in front of his eyes, made sure that there was no ink left on it, then nodded in satisfaction, and pinched its ears by the way.

Guigui glanced at him, drooped her ears and pressed her head against her head, expressing her refusal to communicate with him.

Ying Zheng didn't care, he put it on the lacquered wooden tray on the water, and began to bathe himself.

Guigui lay lazily on the lacquered wooden tray, shook all her hair, deliberately approached Ying Zheng, threw the water on him, swung her tail quite contentedly, and her voice was soft.

"Meow~"

Yingzheng raised his eyebrows, poked Guigui's forehead lightly with his fingertips, and said with a smile, "Naughty."

"Meow."

Guigui turned her head away from him, stretched out a claw to touch the water, and the lacquered wooden plate was floating on the water surface, undulating and circling with Yingzheng's movement of touching the water.

After playing in the water for a while, Guigui became tired, so she simply lay down on the lacquered wooden plate, her little head resting on her paws, and her eyelids drooped.

Ok……

This man's neck is so white.

After a while, the drowsy Rose felt herself being hugged and wrapped in a soft towel.

"Sleepy?"

Ying Zheng was only wearing loose pajamas, holding the rose and gently wiping it with water.

Guigui followed his strength and turned over, letting him wipe her already fat stomach, and let out a lazy "meow".

Ying Zheng was used to its lazy appearance, so he brushed its fur as he walked, and turned upside down along the way.

Ok……

It weighed a lot.

To be precise, Rose is getting heavier every day.

This growth rate is really not blown.

As expected of his cat.

Thinking of the feeling of its meat pad pressing against his face just now, Ying Zheng paused, and chose to put it next to his pillow, so that when he lay down, his head could be next to its fat body, and his forehead rested on it. Its belly is warm, and its breathing can be clearly felt.

Of course, he didn't forget to cover it with a small blanket.

Guigui was indeed sleepy, she just glanced at him lazily, found a comfortable position to lie down, and then closed her eyes.

Ying Zheng leaned against it, and because it was so close, the beard on the rose's face touched the side of his face, itching, so he couldn't help stretching out his hand to pinch its small fat face.

Guigui let out a lazy "meow", and slapped him in the face with her tail.

Ying Zheng chuckled, took one of its little paws, and squeezed the pink pad.

Without hesitation, Guigui gave him a paw, facing his face.

"Rose."

Ying Zheng wasn't displeased at all, he put his palm on the top of his head, and scratched its ear with his fingertips, his voice was low, as if he was talking to himself.

"You will stay with the widow forever."

This is an affirmative sentence, but it is also somewhat uncertain.

Guigui glanced at him and raised her tail. Ying Zheng thought it was going to slap her again, so she deliberately turned her face to make it easier for her to slap her.

However, the soft tail just went around his forehead and scratched the side of his face, seemingly silently soothing.

Like touching his face.

Ying Zheng was taken aback for a moment, then smiled slightly.

He rubbed his forehead against Guigui's fat belly, closed his eyes and fell asleep, not forgetting to tuck the blanket on Guigui's body.

"Good dream, Guigui."

"Meow~"

The author has something to say:

Ying Zheng: (satisfied) The cats I raise are just different, and their growth rate is great.

Guigui: (lazily) My meal ticket looks silly.

Well, a large orange meow is coming soon ╮（╯▽╰）╭