"Meow," he murmured.
When Xiaoxue heard Junqi's call, she raised her bright eyes and looked at him. It was that cool Mimi.
She opened her mouth, and with some difficulty, mimicked the sounds the breasts had made earlier, uttering, "Awoo~".
After speaking, she blinked and stared at Jun Qi, still holding Er Mao beneath her, as if asking him to call out as well.
Jun Qi tilted his head, not understanding the thoughts of this human cub.
Xu Qiaoqiao: ...
We're doomed.
Jun Qi didn't say anything, but there were still Da Mao, San Mao, and Si Mao. They all walked over to Jun Qi's side and started meowing, making all sorts of noises.
"Eee-yah-yah!"
So when the pet owner returned home that evening and wanted to greet Xu Qiaoqiao and the others, she only saw four kittens and didn't see the others.
I had some doubts, but it was alright, since the couple often went out for a while.
But when she went into her baby daughter's room, intending to kiss her for a while, she saw the other person talking to her: "Meow!"
She called out several times.
The smile on the pet owner's face gradually disappeared.
No wonder I couldn't find those two guys after I got home.
After that, it took Miao Yuanyuan and Jiang Siyu a long time to correct her to call the baby that, but the "meow" became her catchphrase.
Miao Yuanyuan felt very tired, but Jiang Siyu didn't care. It was his daughter; she could talk, so what if she had a few catchphrases?
Because of this opposing view, he slept in his study for a whole week.
...
As time went by, Xu Qiaoqiao and Jun Qi grew another year older, and are now eight years old. Their child is now five years old.
The cats I knew disappeared or left. Some cats would come to say goodbye, while others simply vanished from this world silently.
For Da Mao, Xiao Hei and Mei Qiu were just like that.
Da Mao was playing with the toy duck that the coal ball had. His big, bright eyes were fixed on the toy, and his fluffy, chubby paws were rubbing the toy duck's soft head. He looked a little confused.
This toy duck smells like Uncle Coal Ball, and the plush ball next to it smells like Uncle Blackie. These two toys belong to Uncle Coal Ball and Uncle Blackie.
But what about them? They've vanished without a trace.
Er Mao and the other two came over and squatted down next to Da Mao, looking at the two toys. Si Mao wrinkled his nose and leaned the whole cat against San Mao, with the tip of his tail slightly raised. The whole cat looked a little depressed.
"Meow."
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