My Goddess is a Cat

? Back home, Tang An made the papaya milk stewed snow clams, and then served them to Nan Mao. Lin Yuling ordered a portion of the papaya and snow clams that she and Tang An had bought together. 【Full text reading】

After eating, Lin Yuling went home with the good wish of getting up the next morning, maybe her **** will become bigger.

The house became clean again. Sang Mengmeng went back to take a bath. Nanmao sat on the sofa and watched TV. Under her palms lay the black tiger striker motionless. The black tiger striker rolled his bulging belly, and Tang An could be separated. Seeing a trace of a bone on its belly made him wonder if it swallowed a whole bone directly into its belly.

How can you continue to eat? But it's the cat of the Southern Cat King, and it's no surprise.

"Don't you take a bath?" Tang An asked. He had taught Nan Mao about the use of household toiletries and some things in the bathroom, but he rarely saw Nan Mao use the bathroom in his impression.

"Are you going to take a peek?" Nan Mao looked at Tang An with a strange expression, "Although I don't quite understand why you think you peek at me in the bath, I will have that kind of emotion called shyness, but I think you have this. My motives are also strange. After all, it is troublesome to take a peek at Sang Mengmeng, and I am close at hand. Can my shy emotions stop you from doing this?"

"Yes, yes." Tang An nodded repeatedly and said strangely, "I turned into a dog and lay beside you. You can accept it. Obviously you trust me. But why do you suspect that I want to take a peek at you and take a bath? ?"

"After all, it's more perfect now, and you are exuding something called hormones that can dominate your sanity." Nanmao said naturally, "You can't force me to achieve the purpose of satisfying your *, so as to drive you from Satisfaction in other aspects. After all, the mode of thinking and action of ordinary intelligent creatures is that they try to satisfy their own needs and want nothing else."

"Okay, okay, you continue to watch TV and don't take a shower." Tang An sighed and continued to clean, she can feel what she thinks.

"I'm going to take a bath." Nan Mao stood up.

"In order to prove my innocence, I decided to go out." Tang An raised his hand and said.

Nan Mao gave Tang An a white look, and then walked upstairs with her skirt. The Black Tiger forward rolled off the sofa, bit the skirt of the Nanmao, followed her and jumped upstairs.

Tang An felt that the Black Tiger striker was really not like a cat. Cats were reserved and arrogant. The Black Tiger striker was a bit too lively and almost never stopped.

Tang An continued to busy with his own affairs, the fine and small housework. After finishing his work, he went out and looked at the next door. The light in Sang Mengmeng's room was still dim, indicating that Sang Mengmeng hadn't come out in the bathroom.

After removing the wooden boards and tools from the utility room, Tang An continued to make his own tatami bed.

The chainsaw was no longer used. After all, the sound of the chainsaw at night was too noisy to give Lin Yuling an excuse to trouble him. Tang An picked up a wooden board, drew the line, and then took out the dagger Zhang Yuying gave him and inserted it directly into the wooden board. Then, he took a deep breath and pressed it down hard. The wooden board was like a piece of cut paper. The paper cut by the knife was cut.

"It's so cool..." The sense of cutting wooden boards is like cutting paper, and the feeling of being neat and fast is very enjoyable. Tang An immediately became very interested and drew all the wooden boards according to the drawings.

For Tang An, doing carpentry work now is almost the same as making paper molds, let alone making tatami mats with a simple structure? It's even easier.

In a short while, Tang An finished the tatami bed completely, and waited for it to be polished and painted. This is a meticulous ink painting technique, which can not be done quickly with a single effort.

Tang An grinds the dagger, and then put it away. Usually, as long as he doesn't take the subway but passes the security check, there is no problem with carrying this dagger with him.

It was Zhang Yuying who would give gifts best, Tang An thought so, then patted his cheeks to condense these useless thoughts.

Bringing the work lamp, Tang An was going to do some work tonight. At this time, Tang An heard Sang Mengmeng calling himself.

She stood by the window, and the light fell on her skin. It was exceptionally white, exuding a shining luster, as if bathed in a light gauze in the moonlight, with round shoulders and delicate collarbones, long hair dangled. Scattered strands hung on the edge of his cheeks, looking at the antique window lattices and carved flowers, Tang An suddenly understood why Sang Mengmeng likes to wear Hanfu and Hanfeng costumes, because she really suits her. That is different from the pointed chin like the Southern cat, it has a unique classical charm, and does not make people feel frivolous... Many girls look like they are wearing some brightly colored Hanfu because of their common net red faces and pointed chins. Like a woman in an ancient brothel.

Sang Mengmeng didn't. Her cheeks gave her the feeling of pampering. Wearing Hanfu would only make people feel like a young lady, elegant and heavy, full of ancient style and grandeur.

"What?" Tang An didn't avoid his gaze. Sang Mengmeng is different from others after all... At this moment, the light behind her shines through her pajamas, revealing the curve of the side of her body. He is a man. Everyone knows how difficult it is to look away.

"Come up here!" Sang Mengmeng acted like a baby.

Tang Anjing held it for a second, then ran upstairs, standing in front of Sang Mengmeng, smelling the fragrance of her body, sweet, and looking at the delicate skin. I can't help but feel that maybe it would be delicious to bite her.

"Chocolate for you." Sang Mengmeng pinched a piece of chocolate and stuffed Tang An's mouth.

Tang An opened her mouth, only feeling that her fingers were fragrant. When she touched his lips, she really wanted to take a bite, and then her teeth moved. She didn't seem to feel the smell of chocolate, just thinking about the smell of her fingers. .

After eating three times, Sang Mengmeng pinched another one and stuffed it over, "This one is filled with caviar. It's a weird ingredient. It feels weird, but it's quite fresh. Because of this ingredient. The best date for chocolate to be eaten is within three days after manufacture, so eat it now, it won’t taste good tomorrow."

Tang An noticed that it was indeed a bit fishy, ​​but it is said that most of the high-end caviar in the world is actually produced in China. Tang An suspects that these caviar are exported from China to make this chocolate, and then shipped by air. Come here.

"Try this foie gras filling again." Sang Mengmeng fed it again.

Tang An feels that these chocolates made from these delicious ingredients are really a bit like Nanmao likes to put milk in everything. He can't help but frown and said: "I feel that Westerners understand exquisite food. It's just a mixture of various precious materials."

"This nut is, I don't know what kind of nut it is, it's delicious."

Tang An ate a few chocolates in a row, and couldn't help asking, "Mengmeng, you told me to come up, you fed me chocolates?"

Sang Mengmeng put down the chocolate in her hand, looked at Tang An with a sweet smile, and then nodded heavily.

Tang An was stunned, thinking something was going on.

"Idiot, if I like you, I will find you if I have something to do, and I will find you if I have nothing to do. I am also looking for you if I have nothing to do. If I like someone, it means that no matter what small things I do, I will feel different." Sang Mengmeng moved forward and approached In Tang An's arms, there was a faint blush on his cheeks, "It is said that whether it is a boy or a girl, after eating chocolate, they will want to kiss more."

Tang An looked at this beautiful face, and it was difficult to breathe when she was close at hand, because she always felt that her breath would be sprayed on her face, making her close her eyes uncontrollably, and then her breathing would return to her nose. , Mixed with her breath, Tang An would have a feeling of uncontrollably wanting to kiss her.

At this moment, Sang Mengmeng closed his eyes.

The breeze outside the window was swaying, the light inside the window was ambiguous, and the girl in front of him was beautiful and moving. Tang An raised his hands as if uncontrollably, and put her in his arms, immersed in the smell of her hair, "Mengmeng , I wanted to kiss you just now."

"Kiss." Sang Mengmeng's voice was soft and soft, and he hugged Tang An's waist.

After hugs, Tang An loosened Sang Mengmeng, gently pushed away, and then looked at her with a wry smile, "No, you don't know, Nan Mao cursed me, I will become a dog if I kiss a girl. , And I will become a dog on impulse."

Sang Mengmeng's cheeks are red, and her heart is sweet. She always feels that her long-cherished wish is close at hand, but this **** Nan Mao is really annoying.

"It seems that I am going to have a good negotiation with Nanmao." Sang Mengmeng gritted her teeth and said. For the girl's intimacy with the person she likes, what she really wants is kisses, and there is no more transcendence, but Such a wish was destroyed by Nanmao~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Don’t worry, she will never curse me like this all the time. "Tang An laughed.

"I'm not in a hurry." Sang Mengmeng groaned, licking her lips, winking like silk, "I don't believe it, you see my lips, you don't want to see it personally."

Sang Mengmeng was right. The bright and moist colors are like delicate rose petals. You don't want to bite them, but you can't hold back what you smell.

At this time, when Tang An tilted his head, he saw the black tiger striker emerge from the living room like a black-and-white light, with a sound similar to Lin Yuling’s, and then rushed to Sang Mengmeng’s. In the room, he bit Tang An's pants desperately.

"What happened to the Nanmao?" Tang An said in surprise.

The Black Tiger forward could not speak, loosened Tang An's pants, turned around and ran back.

"Let's go take a look." Sang Mengmeng said quickly. Although she didn't like Nanmao, she wouldn't really gloat when Nanmao had a problem. Sang Mengmeng hurriedly took Tang An and ran down the stairs.

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