It's not scary to be a cat, it's scary to be an orange cat!
The huge and fat orange cat squatted on the wall, looking at the scenery outside the courtyard. It was sad and bright, meowing from time to time.
If anyone understood cat language, they would know that the cat was muttering.
"Is there any place to give a bad review for the Dream of a Millennium event? I can't stand this injustice! It's rare for me to be lucky, but I actually became a cat after transmigrating. It's fine if I become a cat, but why can't I become the panda raised by Beauty Ci? Even if I can't be the panda that shares Beauty Ci's bed, I can't be an orange cat! Look at this weight, look at this body, I'm panting after every three steps! "
The audience laughed and laughed at him.
Qingsi Changqing Sixiao: Brother, you're brave. You actually want to become the panda raised by Beauty Ci. The streamer's streaming room is connected to this sub-streaming room. She knows what you're wearing. Do you want to have intimate contact with the God-Slaying Saber?
Jiang Pengji is famous for being narrow-minded. Who has the guts to touch her man?
Houjiazhibao: A panda isn't a cat, it's a bear.
Meow Meow Meow: Brother orange cat, don't move your butt. Can't you see that the tiles on the wall are about to be broken by you?
Salted fish have no sympathy. The orange cat looked at the bullet screen and sighed faintly.
At that moment, the ears on his head twitched. He acutely heard footsteps approaching.
He turned his head and saw a tall and handsome young man standing under the courtyard wall. His appearance was still a little immature, somewhere between a youth and a teenager. Good looks and good temperament. The fat orange cat shook his whiskers. His wounded heart was healed.
Although he couldn't hug Beauty Ci, the young man in front of him was also very good. He had a bit of the demeanor of Wei Ci when he was young.
"Isn't this Ah Yang's cat? Why did you come here? "
Nie Qing reached out to Fatty Orange. The other party was unmoved, his posture as steady as a mountain.
He smiled and asked the servant to bring something to stand on his feet. Then he carried the cat down.
As soon as he was in Nie Qing's arms, Fatty Orange let out a long meow, wishing he could roll in the young man's arms.
"Brothers, the arms of this high-quality beautiful young man are full of the smell of sunshine. It smells so good!"
In the livestream room, Salted Fish was even more jealous. Wasn't this cat's luck too good?
Qiu Ye Xia Hua: What does sunlight taste like? Mite corpse?
Fatty Orange relied on the fact that he was a cat. Nie Qing and the others couldn't understand what he was saying, so he meowed at the audience in the live broadcast room.
When Nie Qing saw Fatty Orange's unusual behavior, he hurriedly returned the kitten to Nie Yang.
As the two conversed, Fatty Orange and Salted Fish realized that this cheerful youth was Nie Qing.
Seeing Nie Yang and Nie Qing getting along so well with each other, the crowd couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.
They weren't deaf. Nie Yang's words, "Even Nie Liang fell for it, not to mention Nie Qing," were clearly filled with malice.
Thus, when Nie Qing was about to return the kitten to Nie Yang, Fatty Orange clung onto Nie Qing's sleeve tightly, his cries of agony and sorrow.
Nie Qing smiled bitterly. "You usually despise it. Why do you like it so much today?"
Nie Yang also said, "Then I'll have to trouble Elder Brother to take care of him for a day or two. Perhaps he's throwing a tantrum."
Nie Qing had no choice but to carry the orange cat away. He knew that his cousin liked the cat very much, so he took good care of it.
The orange cat also took the opportunity to wander around Nie Qing's room. Seeing that Nie Qing had started working, he even climbed onto the desk and squatted down, looking like he was supervising Nie Qing. Nie Qing originally wanted to carry Fatty Orange away, but the kitten was so obedient that he softened his heart and didn't stop him.
Little did he know that Fatty Orange's body contained a future soul.
Through Fatty Orange's eyes, Jiang Pengji could clearly see the contents of the documents that Nie Qing was handling.
Nie Liang had the heart to groom his son, but he didn't pass any important secrets to him, so these documents were of no use to Jiang Pengji.
Fatty Orange was hesitant to write something to remind the youth in front of him.
Nie Yang had malice towards him and Nie Liang, so he had to be on guard.
But —
Just as Fatty Orange was about to go crazy, the System's notification made his whole body go cold, as if he'd been splashed with cold water.
Now that he was a cat, the words he could write with his claws were already shocking enough.
Would Nie Qing believe him if he wrote it?
If Nie Qing went to confront Nie Yang and accidentally revealed something, this cat's life would be forfeit.
Thinking of this, Fatty Orange couldn't help but shiver.
He had only transmigrated for four hours. He couldn't be the first unlucky person to encounter a life-threatening crisis and have his transmigration interrupted, could he?
The owner of this body, Fatty Orange, was also innocent.
After being transmigrated, he was beaten to death by his owner. That was too cruel.
Fatty Orange's thoughts of intervening were suppressed, and he didn't dare to let his imagination run wild.
Forget it, he was just an outsider who experienced transmigration. How could he intervene in someone else's life?
Fatty Orange wagged his tail and lay quietly on Nie Qing's lap, looking like he was saying, "I'll take over this territory."
Nie Qing smiled faintly and shook his head, giving his consent to this audacious cat.
They ate, slept, enjoyed the service of the shit-shoveling officer, and took a walk together.
Nie Qing pinched Fatty Orange's chubby cheeks and said, "No wonder Ah Yang likes you so much. I like you a little too."
Fatty Orange couldn't control his body's habit. He stuck out his tongue and licked his fur, throwing a look of disdain at Nie Qing as he licked.
'Young man, you have to be more careful. Stay away from Nie Yang to ensure your safety.'
Nie Qing didn't receive Fatty Orange's look. Instead, he strolled all the way to the family school.
The man and the cat could clearly hear the sound of reading coming from within the courtyard walls.
Fatty Orange squatted on his shoulder and revealed a thoughtful expression.
Nie Qing stroked Fatty Orange's cat and sighed. "I really hope that one day, such peace and tranquility can spread throughout China.
"Father is going to lead the army into battle. If he can return victorious, we'll be closer to our goal." After a while, Nie Qing said again, "Unfortunately, Father thinks that I'm too young and ordered me to guard the rear. Otherwise, I really want to lead the army with Father and kill the enemy."
Fatty Orange rolled his eyes.
Kill the enemy?
With your soft skin and tender flesh?
"Father's health is getting worse. I'm very worried, but this matter can't be easily leaked. I can only talk to you, you little bastard."
Nie Qing somewhat understood why Nie Yang liked cats. They were obedient and didn't speak the human language, so he didn't have to worry about being on guard when talking to them.
After a few hours, Fatty Orange's energy was exhausted and he fell into a deep sleep.
When he woke up again, he was extremely resistant to Nie Qing. He howled and wanted to find his master, Nie Yang.
Nie Qing didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Jiang Pengji looked at the screen and pondered.
"Nie Liang … Can't we really have fun?"
His fingers twirled the clean brush, his deep eyes filled with malice.
"If that's the case, we can change our strategy."
Jiang Pengji originally planned to attack Yang Tao fiercely and adopt a defensive policy at the Zhongzhao front.
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