"reason?"

The old man couldn't help but sneered, "What a damn reason!"

"You kid, don't stand and talk without your back hurting."

"Your home is always harassed by a bunch of dead cats. Let's see what excuses you come up with!"

...

"Grandpa, do you have a cat at home?"

Xiao Xiao didn't pay attention to the old man's sarcasm, and asked his guess in a calm tone.

...

"Fucking cat!"

“You only feed this kind of thing when you have enough to hold it up!”

The old man's attitude was very bad. He waved the broom in his hand and said, "You bastard, get out of here."

"Don't stand in my way and beat these little beasts to death."

...

Xiao Xiao's umbrella leaned forward, blocking the broom that had been knocked down.

"Bang~", a dull sound spread.

...

The old man held the broom handle with both hands, veins popping out of his dry hands.

Xiao Xiao holds an umbrella with one hand.

The handle of the umbrella was balanced without any wavering.

...

"Grandpa, you are very excited now."

"Then let's say goodbye first."

Xiao Xiao lowered his head and looked at the cats who had been tensed up and had angry eyes since the old man appeared.

His eyes fell on the cat with yellow eyes, "Let everyone leave first."

...

The cat with yellow eyes stared at Xiao Xiao intently for a while.

Xiao Xiao looked back quietly, his eyes had the power to soothe people, no, cats' hearts.

...

The unwillingness in the yellow cat's pupils was gradually suppressed.

It looked around the group of cats and said, "Meow~"

...

"Meow~"

"Meow~"

...

The wild cats glanced at the door behind the old man and slowly retreated into the shadows.

...

Xiao Xiao's hand holding the handle of the umbrella made a slight effort.

The old man felt a huge force coming from the broom.

He couldn't help but stumbled back.

The broom in his hand held up the ground, making a messy rustling noise.

...

Xiao Xiao tilted the umbrella back, revealing a gentle smile on his face, "Sorry, old man, for disturbing me."

...

"you-"

The old man's face was covered with bruises and was very ugly.

"roll!"

Finally, the old man uttered a word angrily, turned around and was about to cross the threshold, but his eyes stopped.

A fat kitten has already rolled half of its body over the threshold.

The air was stagnant for a moment.

The aware little chubby cat raised his head tremblingly, his eyes frightened.

The old man's face looked as terrifying as a ghost.

Without thinking much, the old man kicked him hard.

...

However, the old man swayed and hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold the iron door on one side.

The feeling on his feet told him that he missed the kick.

He looked at where the cat was before, and sure enough, there was nothing there.

...

"Meow~"

The cat's meow made the old man turn his head sharply.

Then, he saw the little fat cat lying in the arms of that annoying young man.

The old man couldn't help but be stunned.

when?

He didn't notice at all?

When did the cat come into the young man's arms?

...

However, the old man had no interest in investigating further.
Chapter completed!