My Goddess is a Cat

　　 Nan Mao put his hands on his back, still standing on the chair without intending to come down to speak.

"A conspiracy is often composed of many details and traps. When you think you have solved one of her conspiracies, in fact, a larger conspiracy is already being prepared and laid out." Nan Mao looked at Tang An with regret. After all, Tang An is just a canine spirit, his mind is too simple.

　　 "It turned out to be like this... You keep watching Sang Mengmeng taking a bath. I'll go to bed first." Tang An nodded, expressing respect for Nan Mao's analysis.

Nan Mao gritted his teeth. This stupid dog didn't seem to believe it at all, but it didn't matter. Sang Mengmeng was under her eyelids, and sooner or later she would show her dog's tail, so Nan Mao jumped off the chair. , Turned on the computer and started monitoring Sang Mengmeng.

　　 Sang Mengmeng was not taking a shower, but she took off her nightdress halfway and was rubbing her breasts.

　　 Nanmao frowned, remembering some of the descriptions in the novel that I read today that was born to satisfy the **** thoughts in the man’s mind. Is Sang Mengmeng’s current appearance a sign of a desire to be caressed by a male?

　　 took a closer look. Although Sang Mengmeng’s pink rabbit eyes seemed to swell on her chest, it was not what Nanmao thought. Sang Mengmeng was applying some white lotion on her skin.

Is 　　 milk? Nan Mao stared at Sang Mengmeng's big rabbit, which was dripping with milk-like liquid, and then came back a little angry. This woman was so wasteful of milk!

　　 This makes Nan Mao unbearable. After Sang Mengmeng and Tang An leave tomorrow, I must sneak into Sang Mengmeng’s room personally, at least to save the milk!

　　 Sang Mengmeng has been doing this kind of thing all the time. After doing this, after reading a book, Sang Mengmeng went to bed after being busy with some meaningless things.

　　 Nanmao knew that there was nothing to discover tonight, and turned off the computer to go to sleep. Sang Mengmeng could deceive the stupid Tang An, but she would definitely show her dog's feet under the gaze of Nanmao King Yingming Shenwu.

　　 Tang An took the toiletries and clothes and opened the door that had been closed for a long time.

　　 Since his mother's death, Tang An has come in almost the same number of times he has visited the cemetery. He will usually come once before going to the cemetery, or come back in once after going back to the cemetery.

Tang An put down the things in his hand and picked up the broom to clean. Although there is no dust, he still cleans the corners and wipes the big mahogany long table. Compared with Tang An's room, there is less in his mother's room. Many electronic products have a more antique taste.

I removed the dust cloth and opened the windows for ventilation. Everything seems to be the same. However, there is one person missing, but everything seems to be different. The feeling of permeating my heart makes people feel frustrated. Cold, not interested in anything.

Life still has to go on, just like the sun will rise tomorrow. After all, he has to face tomorrow’s life with a positive attitude. Tang An silently came to the bathroom, lay down in the bathtub, and felt surrounded by water. oppression.

　　 Once inadvertently, Tang An fell asleep. After waking up, he felt a little uncomfortable for his whole person to be soaked. He quickly got up from the bathtub, hurriedly wiped his body, and went to bed to sleep.

　　 Maybe because of his mother’s room, Tang An still fell asleep very quickly, but when he got up the next day, he felt a little groggy. It seemed that he fell asleep in the bathtub last night and felt a little cold.

　　 Tang An has always been in good health, and a cold like this is nothing to him.

Putting on his clothes, looking at the color of the rising sun outside the window in the yard, Tang An stretched, walked out of the door, and saw that the door of Nan Mao’s room was still closed, knowing that the lazy cat king probably hadn’t gotten up. .

　　Cats are creatures that like to sleep late.

　　 Then Tang An saw that the Black Tiger striker was already in the yard, walking around vigorously. Obviously, the Black Tiger striker was the exception cat.

　　 Tang An went downstairs, first went to the kitchen to cut ginger, and boiled himself a bowl of **** water to drink. The whole person felt feverish, and the groggy feeling brought by the cold disappeared a lot.

I still have to prepare breakfast... Tang An walked to the yard and took a look at the side. The door of Sang Mengmeng downstairs was open. Tang An couldn't help thinking that she went out, or he left yesterday and forgot to close it for her. NS?

Tang An greeted the black tiger forward, but the black tiger forward ignored him. Instead, he stared at a sparrow above the fence. Tang An confirmed that the sparrow was not tied with a rope. The neurotic neighbor next door used to seduce the black tiger forward.

　　Walking to the gate of the courtyard, Tang An saw a note sticking to the door panel.

　　 "I'm going to buy breakfast, let's eat it later!"

The signature of 　　 only has the word "Meng", which is undoubtedly written by Sang Mengmeng. Tang An stopped. Sang Mengmeng actually got up early in the morning to buy breakfast? Is this going to let him enjoy a rich and comfortable breakfast?

Tang An did not resolutely distrust Sang Mengmeng’s ability of daily life~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but he changed his sportswear and walked out of the courtyard. He didn’t exercise for two days. In addition, Tang An had a cold today. After running around and jumping out of sweat, I should not feel any uncomfortable feeling when I go to school after breakfast.

　　 drank water and did a warm-up exercise at the gate of the courtyard. Tang An saw that the gate of the courtyard next door opened and a girl with tied hair came out.

　　 She was wearing big sunglasses, covering most of her face, still wearing a mask on her mouth, and blocking the remaining half of her face tightly, which made Tang An feel a bit exaggerated.

　　 is a celebrity? This was Tang An’s first thought, but after thinking about it, there seemed to be two people living in the yard next door, a middle-aged woman, and the mad woman...Even though she was wearing a mask and sunglasses, Tang An could recognize it. She is not that middle-aged woman, after all, the skin is so white, tight and exuding a gentle and moisturizing light, without the soft feeling of a middle-aged woman.

She wore a sports vest on her upper body, showing her slender shoulders, and her waist was thin, exuding a soft feeling, as if she could sway in the wind. The sweatpants were a bit loose, and there was a mobile phone on the arm sleeve and earphones. There is a large "H" mark pendant, which seems to be customized by some famous brand.

　　 In addition to her good figure and invisible face, Tang An still thinks that she must be the only crazy woman.

　　 shouldn't be too ugly. Is this the normal way she cleaned up and came out to meet people? But Tang An still has no affection for her. What a woman has to clean up is not only her appearance, but also her heart.