My Goddess is a Cat

　　 It took a long time for Tang An to calm down under Nan Mao's serious eyes. He beckoned and motioned Nan Mao to go to the kitchen with him to talk.

　　 The truth has been discovered, and the dishes are still to be made, and Tang An is stunned with the ham sausage.

　　 "Why do you involuntarily hold the top of the ham and rub it?" Nan Mao observed Tang An's strange behavior.

　　 "No..." Tang An has been in a state of tension. "The ham casing wraps the ham sausage. This action will cause the casing to separate from the meat of the ham sausage and make it easier to peel off."

"What do you want to tell me?" Nanmao didn't want to continue to instruct Tang An to cook. At least that Long Liyu... still had some effect. Of course, it was not Tang An that proved that this fish is delicious, but it caused it. Inspired by Southern Cat.

"I want to tell you one thing. For Sang Mengmeng, her secret is indeed a secret and a personal privacy." Tang settled down and explained it in an objective and scientific manner. "However, for us humans, Said that this is not a suspicious place, some girls are like this... The specific reason is that during the development process, the secretion of estrogen is a little bit more, which causes this phenomenon, and there is nothing else. Special meaning."

　　 As for the superstitions in ancient China that this woman is a white tiger star, Kefu and the like, Tang An will not tell Nan Mao.

"First of all remind you, don't use our human terms...Second point, you also know that this is for humans, but Sang Mengmeng is not necessarily a human, maybe she is a dog?" Nan Mao tilted her head. Look at Tang An, "Maybe she is a little bitch?"

　　 "Because I am your little bitch!"

　　 Hearing Nan Mao's words, the words Sang Mengmeng and Tang An had said before, resounded in Tang An's mind like a thunder explosion!

　　 Nanmao will not make trouble unreasonably, doubt Sang Mengmeng for no reason! Following this, Tang An remembered a lot of details in an instant...Synthesized and straightened them one by one. If Sang Mengmeng is really a canine like the Southern Cat, then those words she said can be understood.

　　 Normal girls, how can they tell others that they are a little bitch! Unless she is really a canine, only a canine will feel that there is a problem with saying that she is a puppy!

　　Only the canines can feel the same for the puppy story!

　　 The more Tang An thinks about it, the more he feels that the problem is very big. Nan Mao’s suspicions are reasonable. Although not very sure, Tang An feels that he should really support Nan Mao’s surveillance behavior and discover or eliminate the doubts in Sang Mengmeng.

　　 "I want to understand it!" Nan Mao was proud, and circled Tang An, "From now on, you should have faith in my judgment, only my cat is the first to look forward to it!"

To overthrow the brutal rule of mankind, let all cats and dogs in the world turn to be masters, and return the evil humans who have enslaved the small animals for thousands of years to their original status...This is a very long-term plan, and it may take a lifetime. , But Nan Mao will definitely do it. She is very confident about this. Look, Tang An is the first human being ruled by Nan Mao.

Of course, Tang An has become a dog spirit clan. This is the Roewe given to Tang An by the Southern Cat. When the Southern Cat King will rule the earth, Tang An will be the first general under the throne-General Jinya. !

　　 Thinking of this, the triumphant smile on Nanmao’s face is getting brighter, forget it, now that I am so happy today, I’ll eat that fruitless dragon fish later!

Tang An didn’t know that Nanmao had thought of the glorious prospect of ruling all mankind. He just thought that there was a little girl who could only become a cat, and there might also be a girl who could become a dog. This kind of thing really made An Jingjing Pu. Tang An, who has lived for more than ten years, feels that things are wrong, and his life and world have been subverted.

　　 began to doubt, Tang An began to think about more things, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that Sang Mengmeng's every move was questionable.

　　 Isn't she the same puppy that she fed when she was a child? This possibility is entirely possible, but the puppies were only a little bit older at that time, and now they are all old bitches... Yes, I have talked about this topic with Sang Mengmeng, and Sang Mengmeng is on this topic. Said she was his little bitch!

　　 Is there a sense of oversubstitution, or is it true? Is she really the puppy that she lost back then, turned into a beautiful girl and came to him?

Tang An has heard the story of the snail girl, and thought that it would be beautiful if there is such a magical fairy to take care of herself, but Sang Mengmeng...When such a thing really happens in reality, Tang An feels that it is not so easy to accept NS.

　　 Maybe Sang Mengmeng is Xiao Bai? Tang An thought of this possibility again. Tang An thought about that cute Samye, and then about Sang Mengmeng. One is a big fluffy white dog, and the other is a **** and lively beautiful girl. The images of the two are linked together.

Let’s take a look first, and we can’t really just make a decision like this. Tang An has no reason to oppose Nan Mao’s peeking at Sang Mengmeng taking a bath. This kind of thing still needs more evidence to prove it, and it can even be said, unless Sang Mengmeng admits, or sees her becoming Wang, otherwise this matter can only stop in doubt.

　　 I usually have to observe more. Tang An asked after a long silence: "Isn't the Black Tiger striker here? How did you peek at Sang Mengmeng taking a bath?"

"Of course this king will plan the strategy and seize the opportunity. If you are not here today, I will set up the eyes of Tmall in Sang Mengmeng's room, which is more concealed than using the black tiger striker." Nan Mao stretched out his palm to show Tang An. .

Nanmao’s hand is small, and the fingers are thin. The palm is soft and white, and it seems to exude a jade-like cleanness. A cat is drawn in the palm of the hand, but this cat has only one eye, which occupies more than half of it. Face.

　　 Other than that, there is nothing unusual, it looks like a child is just scribbling in his palm.

　　 Tang An does not pursue why the cat painted is so magical, but this spiritual technique is actually called "Tmall's Eye"! Tang An doesn't like Tmall very much.

　　 But it doesn’t matter. Tang An asked worriedly: “If Sang Mengmeng can also become a dog, then she will definitely have some magical skills. Will she find the eyes of Tmall you arranged?”

"Of course not." Nan Mao shook his head confidently. "Only we, the cat spirits, have the ability to learn spiritualism. Didn't you tell you that the canines need spiritual power from the cat spirits, otherwise they Even the innate ability of madness cannot be stimulated. What's more, the eyes of Tmall were arranged by the king. Unless there are 1,999 100-year-old cats that happen to die around, the eyes of Tmall will be affected. Cracked. And this kind of cancellation condition is completely impossible!"

　　 A hundred-year-old cat... That's a fairy cat. Tang An glanced at the southern cat. This is also a fairy cat, a little fairy cat!

　　 "Then if we assume that Sang Mengmeng is a Canine, does she have any purpose? Is she here to approach us specifically?" Tang An asked thoughtfully.

"We don’t know her purpose for the time being, but it is very possible to deliberately approach us. After all, this is a world full of conspiracy. Wind, leaves, sounds, air, and gray sky, I can smell conspiracy. The breath." Nan Mao said in wait, clenching his fists.

The gray sky is just because of the mist. Tang An doesn’t have as much conspiracy as the Southern Cat, and then wondered: “Yes, isn’t your purpose to save the cats and dogs on the earth? Since Sang Mengmeng may be a dog As for the Spirit Race, you have one more partner. Why do you have to be so wary of her?"

"That's the problem. Why is there such an existence like Sang Mengmeng on the earth? According to the investigation of the black tiger forward and his friends, the cats all over the city feedback information, except Sang Mengmeng, there is no more information. Other such anomalous canines or cats." Nan Mao beckoned, and the Black Tiger forward rushed over and squatted beside Nan Mao and yelled, seeming to express his greatness.

"That's right." Tang An nodded, "Are you worried that Sang Mengmeng may have been captured by the humans on earth, or that you have become a spy of the canine clan... Since I can be a ball mole, then Sang Mengmeng is also You can be a SHOU...No, QUAN...No...In short, Sang Mengmeng might be on the side of the human beings on earth."

Nan Mao stood on the stove and patted Tang An's shoulder with satisfaction, "You finally become a little smarter, that's it... We must remain vigilant before we can figure out Sang Mengmeng's true purpose and identity. Even if she is not a traitor to become a spy for humans on earth, I cannot easily trust her. After all, in the Beast Spirit Empire, although the Canine Tribe swore allegiance to the Cat Spirit Tribe, they still have some signs of eagerness and intention to usurp the throne from time to time. Coming to Earth, Without the many suppressions and restraints in the Beast Spirit Empire, the strong among the Canine Spirits might not be loyal to me."

　　 Tang An nodded admiringly, "As expected to be a great king, he really has the city that a ruler should have."

Tang An’s admiration is very sincere. After all, he grew up in a place like the imperial palace. Although Nan Mao was young, he would not be so innocent. If Tang An had changed himself, he would have gone with tears in his eyes long ago. The fellow recognized each other.

"Of course, you just have to kneel at my feet in the future." Nan Mao said proudly, with his hands behind his back, shook his body, pointed to the pot and said: "Make ham sausage, besides eating fish, I will also If you want to eat ham, you have to make it fragrant, just like I smell it at the entrance of the supermarket!"

　　 "Then you get down first." Tang An beckoned to the Nanmao, a cat squatting on the stovetop is nothing, but such a little girl is standing there, telling Tang An how to cook?

　　 "I don't, I want to stand here." Nan Mao refused without hesitation.

　　 Nan Mao likes to stand on a high place and look at Tang An, just like when he was in a cemetery, Nan Mao squatted on the tombstone and looked down at Tang An.

　　 Tang An looked at her and laughed, then just stand up and start cooking.

　　 What Tang An made was to fry the ham sausage, put the butter in the pot and melt it, then put the ham sausage in it and fry it, and the oily fume gradually appeared.

　　 Nanmao stood aside quietly.

　　 But the oil fume is still very big, even though Tang An turned on the range hood, and when Tang An put the chili powder and other seasonings in, the choking smell made Nan Mao unable to stop blinking.

　　 wiped his eyes~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Nanmao glared at Tang An. He must have done it deliberately. Didn’t he know that he likes to stand in a high place and watch others do things?

　　 "You come down!" Tang An persuaded, what the little girl likes to do is really incomprehensible, why stand on the stove? She knew she would use the stove on the whole cabinet over there to cook, and she couldn't stand in that place.

　　 "If I don't come down, I will stand here!" Nan Mao insisted.

　　 Tang An couldn't help but watched the burning lampblack keep rising, Nan Mao kept blinking here, Tang An had to reach out and put his arms around Nan Mao's waist and put her down.

　　 Nan Mao has red eyes, looking at Tang An in surprise and amazement.

　　 Tang An continued to cook, because he knew her eyes were so red that she was just choked by the oily smoke.

"Dare you hug me!" After a while, Nan Mao said angrily. Tang An just touched her waist. Nan Mao felt a bit of itchy weird sensation at that moment, and forgot to turn him into The dog.

　　 Now, turn him into a dog, but he is making ham sausage, and Nan Mao wants to eat ham sausage.

　　 "My lord, please forgive the abruptness of the minister!" Tang An sang Nuo and replied to Nanmao.

His attitude made it difficult for Nanmao to continue to get angry at him, but he actually dared to hug himself. Obviously he didn't have awe of himself. Standing at such a high place and watching him do things, he didn't have any pressure at all. Tang An really lacks respect for the Southern Cat King.

　　 I will train him later, Nan Mao's eyes rolled, and he thought of paying attention.