Chapter 273: #Eighty-eight the white fox who lied about Muppets abducting good kittens

089 is a genuine white fox.

It likes to jump in the mountain stream, lazily dip its mouth in the stream water, tidy up its own body fur, and make itself smooth and shiny.

Few people can find its beauty, but it is happy to make itself look beautiful, and it is also very pleasing to the eye when facing the stream.

It is a very classy and self-respecting fox.

One day, when he came to town to play, he met a snow-white, snow-white, folded-ear cat, 023.

The folding cat was lying under a tree in front of a family's yard, very lonely. In the distance, his brothers and family were playing together, leaving him alone, rolling around with a small, ripe pinata.

The eyes of a cat with folded ears are covered with a transparent film of water, and at first glance it is not obvious that there is a problem with the eyes.

The white fox stared at it for a long time, and stepped up to accost it: "Hi, how are you?"

The cat's voice did not sound self-pitying, but also very reserved: "Are you greeting me?"

With that, it shielded its pinta with its two front paws.

This kind of stuff in the mountains to have as many as possible, the white fox is not rare.

It is quite rare this folded ear cat, looks a bit fierce, but the fierce light is soaked by the water film in the eyes, softened, faded.

The white fox pretended to be interested in its pine tower: "Can I borrow your pine tower for a while?"

The folded-ear cat hugged the pinata and said with a strong sense of territoriality, "I found this myself."

That's a lot of merit for a little blind cat.

The white fox said cheekily, "I'm from out of town and haven't seen this before. Can I borrow it to play with, and I can lick your fur in return."

Folded-ear cat blushed a little and pushed the pinata out: "Here. Don't touch me."

He could not see clearly, so he was ostracized by his siblings from birth and raised thin and small.

It has been a long time since a creature has been willing to lick its fur.

The white foxes tokenized the pine tower for a while, and then came to pay for it.

The folded cat did not run because it was really comfortable.

The folded-ear cat was licked out of its airplane ears by the little fox's warm, soft and skillful tongue, only the unfamiliar scent surrounded it, calling it never at ease: "What did you eat, how did it grow so big?"

Malnourished folded ear cat, but also only a fluff ball so big, the fox down a, under the belly of the soft fur can cover it the whole.

Without blushing, the white fox replied, "I'm a ragdoll cat."

The white foxes that travel the world know how to disguise their accent.

The folded-ear cat could only see a great white mass of creatures in front of him, and when he looked closer, his eyes were very wet, very dark, very bright, and looked extraordinarily silly.

To show that it would not be easily fooled, it circled the blind cat feeling the elephant, but having never seen a Muppet before, after a heartfelt and perfunctory identification, it composed itself and said, "Hello. Big Muppet."

The white fox twitched his ears and was in a happy mood.

He invited the little domestic folded cat to travel with him.

Folded Ears Cat said, "No."

White Fox: "Why not."

The folded-ear cat said, "I have bad eyes and I can't see anything clearly. Being under the window won't be any different from what you see elsewhere."

White Fox: "It's always different."

Folded cat: "Where you will take me, I don't even know."

White Fox: "I listen to you, where you say to go, we go. You take the lead, is that okay?"

The folded-ear cat was somewhat moved: "I'll have to ask my family before I can do that."

In fact, it went for less than a few seconds before pacing back.

Its family doesn't care for it very much, and no matter where it goes, dead or gone, there's one less problem in the family.

The folded-ear cat wanted to go quietly in order not to humiliate itself, so it casually circled around and turned back.

But the white fox is surprisingly no longer in place.

The cat stood still for a while, thinking aggressively, "Dead liar.

It was about to pick up the pinata that had been defiled by the crook when it saw a large white shadow reappear.

It holds a bowl, the bottom of the bowl is covered with some fluffy cotton wool and plastic foam, and a fresh pine tower is placed on the edge, it is actually a nest look.

The white fox said, "Look, I made this for you. This way you can sit on my back."

He put the snowy, fluffy puffs into the bowl, licked the white cream off the top of the puffs' heads, and watched the cat curl up into a ball of comfort before he put the bowl on his back and secured it with a thin string.

It said, "Let's get going. Where to go."

Folded cat thought for a moment, "I want to see what your parents look like."

The white fox went into town for a while, abducted a beautiful folded ear cat home and raised it.

The Folded Ear Cat is a virtuous cat and will clean up after her litter.

The white fox is very fond of the folding cat and insists on licking the folding cat's fur in the morning before it will go out hunting.

It is extremely aggressive where the folded ear cat cannot be seen.

He was able to beat the wild goose, dryly cut out the foie gras, cleaned the blood from himself at the creek, and brought it back, all in the cat food bowl of the folded ear cat.

Folded ear cats eat happily.

The white fox took a paw and touched its head and asked it, "Do you like it."

The folding cat said, "You are very slow in hunting, come back earlier next time."

The domestic folded-ear cat does not know the hardships of the world, and is accustomed to the days of food to mouth, so in its view, Muppet is a stupid cat, just find food, to it a cat in the nest and so long.

Obviously, I had already gotten used to being alone, but now, loneliness has become the most unbearable thing.

After a year at home, the white fox raised the blind little folded cat to be as oily as himself, with a little meat on his body.

The white fox licked the soft flesh on the belly of the folded-ear cat with a sense of accomplishment.

The folding cat was tickled by it, a little angry, lunged up to bite its ear, but eventually landed on the little fox's ear, only a little invisible saliva, not even a bite mark.

The white fox asked it, "Are we still going to travel."

Without the white fox to remind, the folded-ear cat almost forgot the purpose of his escape home.

It is embarrassed to say that he actually likes the home of the white fox, and does not want to go anywhere, but think about it, as long as the white fox is still with him, where to go, and what is the difference?

So, it said, "I want to see the sea."

The white fox changed to a slightly larger bowl and set off with it on his back.

They pass by bushes, by colored mushrooms, by a patchwork of hills.

The white fox carefully for the folded ear cat bite off the tail adhering to the celery, every day before going to bed, can find the most dry and soft place, the cat ball gripped up, patiently lick the hair once.

He finds the fur of the folded ear cat very sweet, like cream, and always can't resist licking and licking.

Then it will put its tail over it and use it as a small quilt for the folded ear cat.

Folded-ear cats gradually get used to sleeping on their backs, shining the softest parts to the white fox.

It will bring brightly colored flowers to the white fox, and in return, the white fox will give the fox its favorite things.

The white fox jumped up on the branch of the tree and bounced back and forth, sending it a rain of pinta.

Folded ear cat can not pick up so many, only bit a recent, tilted his head smiling at it, laughing for a while before wanting to remember to be reserved, head down to play with the ball, unaware that their smile has been the white fox all look away.

After trekking for an unknown period of time, they finally arrived at the beach.

Waves surge and silver snow pounds the shore.

The folded-ear cat, who was coming to the beach for the first time in his life, hugged the white fox's ears and called out excitedly, "I hear it, I hear it."

The white fox wrapped its fluffy tail around the folded-ear cat's tail and said gently to the sea it had seen countless times, "I heard it too."

Folded ear cat heard the sound of the tide.

The white fox heard a happy mewling in his ears.