The days when the psychic engaged in farming

Chapter 116 Good Temper

Ruan Meng and the others searched the entire room, but there was no sign of the little orange cat.

At first it appeared on the surveillance screen, but then a strange smoke came out of nowhere and blocked the view of the camera.

After the smoke cleared, the little orange cat disappeared.

Bai Hu rubbed his hungry stomach and couldn't help but said, "Why don't we look for it after we fill our stomachs first."

Everyone agrees with this proposal.

The food stored outside was devoured by the little orange cat, and there was basically nothing left to eat.

Fortunately, when stored in the refrigerator enough.

Octopus thought so and walked towards the refrigerator. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always smelled a faint fragrance, which seemed vaguely absent.

Octopus didn't take the aroma to heart. He stretched out his hand and pulled off the fresh-keeping layer, thinking about what to make and eat today.

As soon as the refrigerator was opened, the empty packaging immediately rustled down.

The octopus took a closer look, only to find that the fresh-keeping layer was almost eaten.

And the culprit was none other than the little orange cat they were looking for just now.

To be precise, with the current size of the little orange cat, it is obviously not suitable for the little orange cat.

Probably because of eating too much, the orange cat's belly became fat and round.

But overnight, the orange cat seemed to be inflated by a pump, from a thin and slender thing to a round fat man.

The octopus really couldn't figure it out, what kind of catalytic effect did the orange cat have in the refrigerator.

It only knows that the orange cat ate all the things on the box floor of the refrigerator, and the other party's posture is lazy, obviously it doesn't think there is anything wrong with it.

The members of Guancai Bookstore are particularly calm about the fact that the skinny man has suddenly become a fat man.

I've seen too many abnormal ones.Occasionally come one more, think about it, it's actually nothing.

Octopus carried the still fleshy orange cat out and put it on the sofa. The orange cat's tail was upright, and it walked towards Ruan Meng and the others with small steps.

Before reaching Ruan Meng's side, the orange cat burped suddenly, followed by a puff of cigarettes from his body.

No one knows why a good cat smokes.

But to see if there is something wrong with the orange cat's expression, it's as normal and relaxed as a person yawning.

It walked up to Ruan Meng step by step, and rubbed its head against Ruan Meng's pants after a while, as if it was acting like a baby.

Ruan Meng glanced at Ya Ya, and the two had the same doubts in their eyes.

He obviously didn't gain weight yesterday, so why did he become like this overnight?

Ruan Meng bent down and picked up the orange cat, rubbed its round belly and brought it into the examination room.

It can be seen from the X-ray that the stomach, which had no sense of existence before, is now stretched out.The reason for the large gap between the front and back can only be attributed to the fact that the orange cat nestled in the potato for too long at the beginning, so its hungry chest stuck to its back.

Otherwise, there is really no way to explain why he suddenly eats so much and why he has such a "proud" figure.

After the orange cat eats and drinks enough, the whole cat life is complete.

It lay comfortably on the bed, and Ruan Meng hugged it whenever he wanted, and if Ruan Meng didn't hug it, he leaned up to give him a hug.

For this kind of monster who is always clingy, Ruan Meng handed it to Yaya with a single move.

Yaya hugged this fat orange cat, and always felt that she would be stalked if she was not careful.

Since eating this meal, the orange cat's food intake has decreased a lot.

Now that they knew what it could eat, the members of Guancai Bookstore fed them more.

In fact, Orange Cat doesn’t ask for many things to eat. Basically, the members of Guancai Bookstore eat whatever they eat, and they are never picky eaters.

Because they are not picky eaters, even if the food intake is not very large, a little feeding per person will add up to a lot.

The orange cat has only been making a sound for three days, and its figure has changed from a stir-fried bean sprouts to a standard round shoulders and waist.

When Suzaku made a video call, she couldn't help shaking her head when she saw the orange cat: "I said don't feed too much, why are you still getting fat?"

"Crack!" The video stopped abruptly.

After finally having a video call, I was called fat when I came up.This grievance can be tolerated by others, but the orange cat can't bear it.

It pressed down the video request sent by Suzaku with one paw, and jumped to the ground, lazily basking in the sun.

Since I live in Guancai Bookstore, naturally I can't meow orange cats every day.

The members of Guancai Bookstore worked together, and finally agreed on the name "Tudou" tacitly.

After the orange cat protested to no avail, it could only accept it passively.

Seeing that the five-day-old little orange cat has become as fat as others in four or five months, Guancai Bookstore is busy with a special weight loss plan, trying to help the orange cat lose weight.

Orange cat is not interested in this slimming and fat burning plan.

Most of the time, orange cats are either sleeping or smoking.

Yes, the orange cat really smokes a lot.

Sometimes it's playing, sometimes it's sleeping.

The smoke on the orange cat always comes out of nowhere, whenever it says it will.

At first, Baihu and the others thought that the orange cat was spontaneously combusting.It was later discovered that this is a normal physiological phenomenon and has nothing to do with burning.

The smoke from the orange cat is very strange, and it always has a vague aroma.

In the beginning, it was just a kind of fragrance, and then I didn’t know who opened it first. In short, someone asked: "Potato, can you smell the fragrance of roses?"

The orange cat raised its eyelids, and yawned, the light smoke on its body changed.

Smelling the scent of roses from Damascus in the room, Nine-Tailed Fox couldn't help but stepped forward and asked, "Potato, can you create the scent of a big chicken drumstick?"

The green smoke on the orange cat's body paused, and then changed to another smell.

If you look closely, you will find that the color of the smoke with no taste is different.

Nine-Tailed Fox took a deep breath, and the saliva was about to be made by this chicken leg that seemed to be sprinkled with salt and pepper.

As early as when the orange cat was still living in the potato, it would already emit aroma.

When he smelled the aroma of barbecue, Nine-Tailed Fox thought he had smelled it wrong.

When the nine-tailed fox played with the orange cat, the white tiger also came to join in the fun.

It looked at the orange cat and smiled, and couldn't help saying to it: "Tudou, can you try to show the fragrance of a single dog?"

The scent of a single dog?

The orange cat twitched its eyelids, and its chubby face was inevitably a little dazed.How does it know what a single dog smells like.

Seeing this, Bai Hu patted the sofa and laughed, and said with a smile: "I knew it, you definitely don't know the fragrance of a single dog..."

The orange cat looked at the white tiger for a long time, and suddenly the smoke started to rise again.

The smoke this time is different from the past, and the taste is relatively stronger.

Bai Hu moved his nose and sniffed, always feeling that the smell was indescribably familiar.It scratched its head, and asked the orange cat, "Is this the fragrance from a single dog?"

The orange cat nodded, its round body rolled on the bed before continuing to smoke.

Nine-tailed Fox was sniffing at the side, and suddenly laughed: "Brother Hu, isn't this smell the same as yours, hahaha, single dog..."

White Tiger:  …

Although I don't know what kind of monster the orange cat is, but the smoke that can get rid of the smell described by others is very powerful.

As soon as Nine-Tailed Fox told Ruan Meng about the fact that potatoes can change their taste, Ruan Meng immediately fell into deep thought——

He always felt that potatoes should be a species he knew, but now he couldn't think of it for a while.

If you have a good temper, you will smoke, what is it?