My Cats are All Bigshots

Ended a heavy day of shooting.

Wen Xin was anxious to go home and got into the furry belly of the cats, looking for some comfort.

However, what awaited her was not the usual welcome, but a miserable, crying cry: "Miaoao——Miaoao——"

"What's the matter?" Wen Xin's heart suddenly pulled together.

"It's the voice of a little baby." Li Jingjing was also terrified.

The two humans couldn't even care about changing their shoes, and hurried to the room where the little milk orange was. Unexpectedly, when the door opened, the first thing that caught your eyes was not the crying oranges, but three afterimages that were so close that they couldn't see their shape.

Before Wen Xin could react, the three afterimages had already got out of the room, not knowing which corner of the villa they had reached.

After returning to his senses, there was only a weak, pitiful and helpless little milk orange.

Little Milky Orange cried out of breath: "Meow ~ hiccup ~ meow ~ hiccup~" Wen Xin, hiccup, a cat bullied me.

Wen Xinxin was almost shattered by crying, and immediately stepped forward and held the little baby in her palm to comfort: "Don't cry or cry, little baby will not cry, what wronged you have been, tell your mother, OK."

"Uuuuu..." They threatened me to beat me.

People under the eaves have to bow their heads.

Even in reality, Lin An is a very stubborn teenager.

But he has fallen to the point where he is now, and he has not many options.

At present, the three cats in the family are very hostile to them, and it is very likely that they will stretch out their poisonous claws by hearing when they are absent.

The weak one can't protect himself, so he can only rely on his biggest backer, which is Wenxin.

In order to survive.

In order to find the truth behind this incident.

Lin An decided: to bear the humiliation!

"Oh, mom is back, no one can bully you." Wen Xin coaxed the little milk orange, and asked Li Jingjing to make milk powder.

"Meow -" You have to call me the shots.

With big ignorant eyes, Xiao Nian Ju looked at Wen Xin with tears.

"God..." Wen Xin, who was hit hard in her heart, couldn't dare not agree. Even if the little milk orange wants the stars in the sky now, she will never give up to pick it.

At this time, Li Jingjing also made the milk powder.

Wen Xin personally handed the pacifier to the little milk orange, and the little milk orange was not polite, and it froze with a chirp, and then her little ear flicked and drank the milk.

With milk to drink, the mood of the little milk orange obviously calmed down a lot.

However, Wen Xin was not so calm anymore.

If she hadn't been dazzled just now, it was none other than the three big cats who had just escaped from the room.

Usually these three saw that I came back to welcome them, but today they did not appear unexpectedly.

That's all, the appearance just now is clearly like escaping from a crime scene.

Otherwise, how does it mean that Xiao Milk Tang cried so wronged.

So, is it because the three big cats bullied the little milk orange while he and Li Jingjing were away?

Wen Xin didn't want to believe this at first.

Because she has always felt that her cats are good cats who are kind and friendly and will never do such bullying things.

However, when Wen Xin called up the bedroom monitoring screen, he found that three big cats surrounded the little milk oranges, and some cats also extended their paws...

Well, it's time to talk to the big guys.

**

Settle in the little milk orange.

The first thing Wen Xin found was the best puppet at home.

The puppet was captured at the door of the kitchen before dinner started. At that time, Wen Xin was cooking today's dinner tomato sirloin in a pot.

The puppet rushed over, smelling the smell, rubbing Xinxin’s calf as usual: "Meow, meow~"

Xinxin, what did you make delicious tonight?

Hearing his heart calmly, he hugged the puppet.

When the puppet thought that Wen Xin would feed it in advance, Wen Xin said: "Sister, tell me honestly, did you bully your brother today?"

"Um..." Well.

The puppet blinked his big blue eyes.

"Meow meow."

For the sake of my cuteness, can you forgive me?

If it is normal, Wen Xin must be shaken by beauty. However, today's matter is very important, Xiaomao Juran crying is still in sight, how could Wen Xin give up so easily.

So she pretended to sigh: "Well, if my sister refuses to say, then I have to enjoy the tomato stewed sirloin noodles tonight."

"Meow meow?" What did you say?

The reaction of the puppet suddenly became intense.

Hearing that the puppet was hooked, he quickly threw out bait: "Being a witness to the taint, you are still mother's cute little cat."

"Meow..." The puppet was tangled for a while, and then looked at Wen Xin, and then at the tomato stewed beef brisket in the pot, and finally swallowed his saliva.

"Ok?"

Wen Xin was surprised to find that the puppet took herself to the door of Ocelot's room.

"What's the matter, is it the third child who made trouble?"

The puppet meowing affirmed.

Wen Xin pushed open the door of the third child and found that there was evidence on the third child!

The evidence is that the youngest is playing the pad that should belong to Xiaomaoju at the moment, and he has no regrets. Two paws are slashed around, and the play is full of joy.

Wen Xin approached the third child angrily, but the third child did not notice at all.

"The third child? Where did your pad come from?" she cried.

"..." Ocelot's cheerful paws suddenly froze in place.

"Meow~" If I said it was given to me by the fourth child, would you believe it?

Ocelot tries to escape punishment in the same way as the puppet. However, after Wen Xin has experienced so many cats, she already has a certain immunity to being cute.

So Wen Xin was awe-inspiring, and directly took away the pad ruthlessly.

The ocelot barked especially miserably from behind.

Originally, if the Ocelot said he liked it, Wen Xin would buy another one, but he actually used this improper way to grab a small milk orange.

Wen Xin can not contribute to this unhealthy trend!

At the same time, tonight's dinner, naturally, there is no part of the youngest.

But what Wen Xin never expected was that after the puppet had identified the Ocelot, he actually found the cub with Wen Xin.

Zai Zai, the eldest son of the family, is also the cat that Wen Xin thinks is the most sensible and well-behaved... He actually... Wen Xin said he was heartbroken.

The black cat was indifferent.

Even after Wen Xin gave him a lengthy critical education, he ran into Wen Xin's bedroom and took the little milk orange out of the cat litter.

That's right, it just came out.

Holding the nape of his neck, the little milk orange was so stupid that he dared not cry!

She was shivering when she heard her heart, but she had already understood the fighting power of Zai Zai: "That Zazai, what do we have to say, please let go of Xiaosi first?"

"Meow?" Little Milky Orange said badly.

What's the matter? I was just a little baby, now I am a little four?

The black cat did not speak, but flew like a fly, and took the little milk orange into the living room.

He didn't throw it directly on the icy ground, and his actions were not very rude, but that behavior was obviously a repellent to the little milk orange.

The black cat looked at Wen Xin and let out a deep roar.

Don't let him live in your room.

Wen Xin didn't understand the meaning of black cats, and thought that black cats rejected the new cats in the family as before, so he stepped forward and explained: "Cub, you see my brother is so small, we can't leave him alone."

Xiaomao Tang meowed weakly on the sofa.

Yes, it is—

The black cat glared at Xiao Kuo Tang.

You are not allowed to speak.

The little milk orange took a step back subconsciously. Recently, because of its strong nutrition, the chubby body almost shrank into a small hair ball.

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Ok?"

"Could it be that you are Wenxin's boyfriend? Or your spouse?"

"..."

The black cat froze in place.

Seeing the black cat like this, Xiaomao Tang became more sure of her opinion, so she immediately said: "I know what you are worried about, but you can rest assured that I sleep most of the time and will not peek at her. And maybe you still I don’t know, I am a minor child in the real world."

"Underage..." The black cat looked thoughtful.

"I will not pose any threat to you. My purpose is to study the truth of this matter."

"Neither can it be underage." The children now mature early.

"Actually, you just want me to move out of Wenxin's room, right?" A light of calculation flashed in Xiao Milky's eyes.

The black cat is neither positive nor negative.

But sometimes, silence is the best answer.

Xiaomaoju took the initiative to come over: "When I can take care of myself, I will take the initiative to move out. Now even if I want to move out, Wen Xin won't allow it, right, black cat father?"

"...What do you call me?" The black cat cracked.

**

Wen Xin found that the tension between the big cat and the small cat suddenly disappeared.

The puppets and leopard cats who arrived later also found that something was not quite right.

Originally, Ocelot heard that the black cub arrogantly took the fourth child out of the nest, and was about to come over to cheer on the black cub boss to call him, but unexpectedly, what he saw turned out to be a happy scene.

The little milk orange daredly rubbed the black cat, the biggest and toughest black cat in the house. The black cat didn't push him away, but somehow, spoiled? ?

Ocelot felt that his eyes were almost blind. Is this the black cub who beat him so hard to find him!

"Meow, meow?" Hei Zai took the wrong medicine?

The puppet was also shocked.

This black cub was indifferent to her beauty, the kind that showed no mercy.

Now that a milk cat gives him an easy guide? What is the origin of this milk cat, and has such a monstrous ability?

As for Wen Xin, it was the most touching one in the whole family.

What a delightful picture this is, the kitten is rubbing against the big cat, the cute thing is nestling against the cute thing, oooo, so cute. If the puppet and the ocelot were rubbing together in the past, the picture would be better.

Of course, this is because Wen Xin can't understand the conversation between the two cats.

Little milk orange milk is milky: "Daddy Black Cat, can I investigate, how did you become a cat?"

Little puppet: "???"

Ocelot: "???"

Who do you call Dad!