Chapter 103

Wang Jue used his old clothes to make a nest for wentuan, and put it on the pillow. Qi Bo laughed at him for being stingy. After earning so much money as a painter, he was reluctant to buy a comfortable nest for his pet. Wang Jue didn't bother to explain to him. He put a tiny baby on his old clothes and saw it smell everywhere with its lovely little nose. Finally, he held dried wormwood and was killed by his own smell Surrounded by deep sleep, not to mention how happy I am.

After settling in wentuan, Wang Jue took a clean T-shirt to take a bath. After a few steps, he turned it back again. He took advantage of the fact that the suckling cat was asleep and quietly rolled it off. Finally, he went to the bathroom contentedly. He was in a bad mood when he was washing and humming.

After taking a bath, Wang Jue wet his hair, made a cup of coffee, sat down in front of the computer and began to look up the information. It's not a small matter to keep a pet, especially in the face of Xiao Ke AI's cute and coquettish cat, Wang Jue didn't want to be a little careless. After carefully reading more than ten experience posts, he bought a lot of cat products on Taobao. When Wang Jue got up, Qi Bo was just ready to go to bed.

Well, it doesn't have to depend on the time. It's ten o'clock sharp now. Qi Bo's work and rest rule is accurate with the army whistle.

The dormitory is a room for four. They go to bed and get off the table. As they are in their senior year, the other two roommates move out. When Qibo goes to bed, he turns off the light on his side, and Wang Jue's half of the room darkens.

Wang Jue climbed up the bed ladder, lifted the mosquito net and saw that the baby cat rolled out of the nest. Now he was curling up under his pillow and snoring. If it wasn't for his hairy tail, Wang Jue would not be able to find it. From a distance, it was like a fat pillow with a small tail.

Wang Jue, with a smile on his face, thought that the little thing liked to drill under the pillow so much because he felt safe. In the end, he was still a kitten, and he was so fragile that he needed to be cared for.

With this in mind, Wang Jue took it out, carried it back to his desk in his old clothes, put it on his lap, took out the digital board and began to compose the picture. He took the pen in his right hand and swayed the cat in his left hand. He felt its soft fetal hair with his palm. It was like taking drugs, and he couldn't stop. Wen Tuan was caressed by his thick and warm hands, and entered a deeper dream The environment.

Wang Jue had a lot of thoughts tonight. He quickly finished the business draft he received yesterday and sent it to the other side. When he looked down, he saw that Wen Tuan Tuan's mouth was slightly open and his little tongue was falling out. He immediately took his mobile phone, turned his angle and took 30 pictures in succession. He chose the most cute one as the desktop.

Holding his mobile phone for a long time, Wang Jue took up his pen again and drew four pictures in a row. Wen Tuan was lying on his stomach, Wen Tuan was on his feet, Wen Tuan was rolling, and Wen Tuan was aggrieved. When he finally put down his pen, it was more than two o'clock in the night, and Qi Bo got up twice.

Wang Jue posted the results of the night on his micro blog. He went to bed with Wen Tuan, who was sleeping soundly. He put it on his pillow and fell asleep smelling the unique smell of milk.

As a senior, Wang Jue didn't have many classes. In addition to receiving manuscripts online, he also worked as a part-time tutor outside, giving experience to art majors in grade one and grade two. Qi Bo is not in the dormitory all day. He either goes to the botanical garden to wash his lungs or has acupuncture and massage in the traditional Chinese Medicine Museum. Wang Jue is not sure that the little kitten will stay in the dormitory alone, but he can't take her to class. Every time he goes out, he puts her in the middle of the bed and surrounds her with several pillows, for fear that she will fall out of bed.

"Good baby." Wang Jue rubbed the baby's ears with his fingers. "Just play here. Look at so many wormwood. Let's not forget to go up. It hurts when we fall down."

Wen Tuan was carefully fed by Wang Jue for a while, and his intelligence was opened up a lot. Now he could understand him, so he rubbed his hand with his cerebellar pouch and meowed meekly.

Wang Jue quickly closed his eyes, turned his head, got out of bed and left with his bag. If he had another look, he would not be able to leave.

When he got to the class place, Wang jueli was looking for a carbon pen in his bag. Suddenly, he found a black strip, which was bigger than four northeast rice. He crushed it with his hands, and a smell spread around.

Rat excrement, and it seems that the mouse is not small.

Wang Jue was surprised. His little Ke AI was only half a slap in the face. He was naive and soft. When he met an adult rat, he was afraid of more bad luck.

"Sorry, today's class will be made up next time!"

Wang Jue urged the taxi driver to run through several red lights, got out of the car and ran all the way. He was in good health and didn't feel tired, but his breathing became more and more disordered and his heart was worried.

"Baby

Wang Jue kicked the door open. When he saw the situation in his bedroom, he was shocked.