Chapter 57 Come and compete for favor
When Eli saw Elvis walking out of Tong Wanwan's room, he was stunned.
He thought the Marshal had just gone out to work and hadn't returned all night. Unexpectedly, he had gone to sleep with Wanwan without telling them.
Too much...
The little furry mouse was in tears. His animal form was just as adorable, so how could Wanwan treat him any differently?
He also wanted to be alone with Wanwan and sleep on a soft bed...
Eli was a little depressed all day.
He was a man whose emotions were easily revealed on his face, and he couldn't hide his sadness at all. The little grayish-white furry mouse hung its head, lying on the sofa, the coffee table, the steps, and anywhere else Tong Wanwan could see it.
The Major General didn't dare to show a bad face or act pitiful in front of his idol, Marshal Elvis, so he had to try his best to attract Tong Wanwan's attention.
As for Tracy, he had known about Elvis's whereabouts for a long time. He had noticed it since the day before yesterday when the little white lion didn't come out of the girl's room. Not to mention, the little white lion had even taken his own sleeping nest away last night.
Marshal Ives acted nonchalant, as if the girl's room was his original resting place, and the pet lounge where the three of them slept together was just a temporary guest room.
With the Anti-Federation incident temporarily over, their altered day and night clocks had finally settled down. Of the group, Eli was the first to go to bed and the last to wake up. So… who could he blame for not seeing Elvis's "solo action"?
Tracy saw it clearly: Elvis seemed to know nothing about love, but... the contrast between his usual calmness and steadiness and his occasional submissive behavior would indeed please girls.
And Eli...
After much thought, Trisis still felt that his friend's only comparable advantage was that he was a few years younger than Marshal Ives.
"Gu--" The chinchilla still had a bitter face, and its two eyes followed Tong Wanwan eagerly as it flew to the back garden.
The little tit flew to the top of its head, paused for a few seconds, then lowered its head and pecked the little mouse with its sharp black beak.
He thought, anyway...
Liking someone but hesitating to take action, letting others take the lead, is not like a good friend's style.
"!" Startled by the sudden pain on his head, Eli subconsciously jumped forward with a confused look on his face.
Seeing this, Tracy spread his wings and flew a distance towards Tong Wanwan, then turned back and looked at the little mouse helplessly.
This time, Eli finally understood what he meant.
The little mouse's eyes lit up, and it spread out its limbs and chased towards the garden.
"Gu!"
Tong Wanwan, who was still pruning branches, heard a familiar call behind her. She quickly put down the gardening shears, turned around and caught the small, furry chinchilla that jumped up with her palm. It was like a ball of fur.
"What's the matter, Yuanyuan?"
There was a gleam of light in the girl's smiling eyes, which almost made Eli sink into it.
The chinchilla cried softly again and raised its two little paws seriously, as if wanting to touch the rose she had cut in her hand.
"You want to help again?" Tong Wanwan smiled and bent her eyebrows. Following the little mouse's movements, she handed the flower branch in her right hand to it.
"Gu!" The little mouse nodded vigorously.
It seemed to have remembered something, jumped to the ground again, and like a flash of lightning, it rushed to the living room. Ten seconds later, the little mouse was wrapped in a white, thin picnic towel and ran back to the garden with a "whoosh".
As it runs, it looks like a little knight in a cape, majestic and adorable.
Tong Wanwan: “…Puff.” What does Yuanyuan want to do?
The next second, she saw the little mouse place the rose in its two paws on the unrolled and spread out cloth towel, then hold the corner of the towel in its mouth and easily drag the flower on the towel and move over.
Tong Wanwan was stunned and instantly understood the purpose of the little guy bringing this towel.
It turns out... the little mouse knew that it couldn't move the flower basket that was several times bigger than itself, so it came up with this method.
"You are so smart, Yuanyuan~" Tong Wanwan stretched out her index finger and rubbed the little guy's round head to the back of his head, and rubbed his cute gray ears.
Having successfully gotten his first touch of the day, Eli sighed with satisfaction.
The little dark cloud in my heart also quietly dissipated with the girl's gentle and doting actions.
Eli had helped out once before, so he was familiar with the job. Tong Wanwan was in charge of cutting the flowers, while he was in charge of collecting the roses. The two of them worked together happily.
At home, the two cats’ closest “pet” is Eli, who has the most contact with them, followed by Tracy, who treats them very gently and caringly, and finally the white lion boss in their hearts - Elvis.
Savannah took Daya to the back garden to look for traces of the little woolly mouse, and to take a stroll to digest the food after dinner.
Seeing Tong Wanwan and Yilai busy among the roses, the cats' ears twitched and they tiptoed over.
Noticing that the girl was still holding a pair of sharp gardening shears in her hand, the little British Shorthair did not go over to her and grab her trouser legs to act coquettishly as it did before. Instead, it walked around her and made a soft, sweet "meow" sound, trying to attract its owner's attention.
"Why are you here?" Tong Wanwan raised the corner of her lips and stopped trimming the branches. "Are you bored?"
The Savannah cat stretched lazily on the ground, as a sign of agreement.
On weekdays, he and Daya spent all their time eating and sleeping. Except for the occasional mental training from Eli in the room, they spent the rest of their time circling around their owner Tong Wanwan like ordinary cats.
Of course, it was only Daya who stuck with the store manager's sister, not him.
"Hmm..." Tong Wanwan looked down at the roses on the cloth towel and thought it was about time, so she put the scissors back into the tool basket, wrapped the roses into a bunch, and took Yuanyuan, KuKu and Naitang back to the house.
This time, she planned to wash and dry the roses she picked, then knead them evenly and put them in a jar. They would be good choices for making tea, stuffing, porridge, and fried desserts.
Seeing her come in, the little white lion lying on the sofa raised his head and watched her busying around doing her own things in silence. From time to time, he would take time to respond to the little pets' cute requests for hugs.
This scene seems to have some magical charm that you will never get tired of looking at it.
The little tit, who was also quietly staying aside, took in the lively scene on the girl's side and the silent gaze of Marshal Elvis.
Tracy smiled inwardly.
For some reason, even he wanted to get involved.
The competition for favor seems... quite interesting.
(End of this chapter)
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