My Goddess is a Cat

　　Although it was still hot in September, there was still a cool breeze touching the small courtyard in the morning, and the bamboo leaves made a fine crackling sound, which made people feel that the heat had disappeared.

Sang Mengmeng's home uniform is still the Hanfu standard, loose white pants and a cross-collared top, a black cloth belt is tied around the waist, and the end of the belt has a little golden pattern, which immediately reveals the simple clothing. Comes with low-key luxury.

Tang An could see that this dress was also expensive. Sang Mengmeng didn't hide her figure when she wore it. Tang An remembered the figure data of Sang Mengmeng estimated last night, and couldn't help but sigh God's troubles. To be fair, with such a figure, most girls are probably jealous.

　　 Sang Mengmeng held a bow and arrow in one hand and a whip in the other.

　　 Seeing Tang An coming out, the Black Tiger forward shook his tail.

　　 is not a dog, why is it wagging? Tang An was a little anxious while thinking, what's going on? How could the Black Tiger striker be caught by Sang Mengmeng? Tang An originally thought that the Black Tiger striker might not be as powerful as the real Tiger, but since he was named the Black Tiger striker with such a handsome name, it is more or less extraordinary.

　　Where do you know that it can only be tied to a pillar now while looking around while wagging its tail, but Tang An admires its courage, or it's reluctant to live or die.

　　 "Good morning..." Tang An and Sang Mengmeng greeted them and walked over.

"Good morning, Brother Ang!" Sang Mengmeng showed a sweet smile, like a spring day that shone after the rain, with a soft voice in her voice. Such an intimate name, but she yelled very naturally. , Without a trace of tweaking.

　　As if she grew up in this yard with Tang An since she was a child.

"What are you doing?" Tang An is a little unnatural. In fact, Tang An is not the kind of lack of self-confidence. Faced with a mischievous girl like Sang Mengmeng, he will be helpless, just because of what happened last night. Ann felt a little guilty and embarrassed.

　　 Tang An is not a southern cat. He doesn't think that peeking at someone else's bath is the first step to understand a person, so confident.

"This stupid cat didn't know how to ran into my room, flipped through my things, bit some things, and ate my box of chocolates cleanly." Sang Mengmeng became angry when he thought of it. Hit it out.

　　 "Meow!" The black tiger forward shook his ears, then shook his tail, and revealed the chocolate on his teeth when he licked his teeth.

　　 That box of chocolates, Sang Mengmeng originally planned to go to school with Tang An and ate it on the road.

　　 "Ah, didn't you close the windows? There wasn't such a naughty cat here before..." Tang An had to bite the bullet and said, "It didn't cause any damage, did you bite something?"

"That's nothing to lose..." Sang Mengmeng's cheeks are reddish, and when she wakes up in the morning, she sees the mess in the room. The head of this stupid cat bears the bra she took off last night, because the middle-level cup is relatively large. Sang Mengmeng didn't notice it at first, and then saw it tore Sang Mengmeng's sanitary napkin there, and several pieces had been torn apart.

　　 Of course it’s not good to talk to Tang An.

"It's okay if there is nothing to lose. Punish it and let it go." Tang An still wanted to plead for the black tiger striker, but he didn't expect Sang Mengmeng to deal with it like this. Generally speaking, girls encounter this kind of thing. It's just a tantrum, chasing the black tiger forward and fighting for a while, but Sang Mengmeng arrested the black tiger forward and tied it up like a big criminal.

"Okay, you know that you are caring and soft-hearted, this kind of bad cat, if it weren't for you to plead, I wouldn't let it go easily!" Sang Mengmeng snorted, glanced at Tang An, and looked at him. But his eyes are still soft.

　　 Tang An was a little uncomfortable. At this time, Sang Mengmeng took the whip and flicked in the air, making a snapping noise, and finally scared the black tiger forward. The tail stretched straight, and the four claws shook stiffly.

　　 "Be scared!" Sang Mengmeng said triumphantly, "If you dare to come to my house and make trouble in the future!"

my home? Generally speaking, most people only talk about "my room" when they just moved to a rented house, right? Tang An feels a little strange again, but this is not the point. The point is that when Sang Mengmeng whipped her chest, her chest was trembling, and then Tang An accidentally discovered that Sang Mengmeng did not seem to be wearing underwear and was not wrapped. The sleek plumpness has a different feeling, squeezing the fabric on the chest, forming a seductive arc.

　　 Tang An felt that Sang Mengmeng’s first impression of him was good, but then gradually felt something was wrong, the sudden intimacy, and the current performance made him feel even more inappropriate.

As a girl who came here one day, knowing that there is still a boy here, but the clothes at home are so careless. If she has a flat chest, she can’t see much, but she has a full if Isn’t it a bit too random to appear in the yard with the peach-like upper? To be more serious, this is a bit frivolous, shouldn't girls be more reserved?

For example, Zhang Yuying, she is also used to being with herself. Sometimes she will make a little joke, but no matter who she is with, Zhang Yuying will stretch out her hand to block her chest if she wants to bend over and do something. If you are familiar with it, just get up.

　　 Sang Mengmeng frightened the Black Tiger striker again. Tang An was planning to let her let go of the Black Tiger striker. At this time, Tang An vaguely heard the sound of something flying over.

Tang An turned his head and looked around. At this time, Sang Mengmeng drew his whip back sharply, making a loud "crack" in the air, and then Tang An saw a marble hit by Sang Mengmeng's whip. On the ground.

what happened?

Just when Tang An didn’t have time to react, and followed the source of the sound to find the source of the marbles~www.readwn.com~ Sang Mengmeng had not hesitated to open the bow in her other hand and lifted one. Mu Jian, reflexively, shot an arrow towards the second floor window of the small courtyard next door.

　　 Tang An didn't have time to stop, only a scream with intense pain came out of the building next door.

　　 When I shot those cats yesterday, I felt that Sang Mengmeng was still merciful! Tang An felt a little unbearable if he wanted to shoot himself at the sound of breaking the air just now, probably also a scream.

"Should I say you are good at arrows?" Tang An smiled, but he didn't care about Sang Mengmeng's reaction. The crazy woman who lives next door hiding upstairs is indeed a neurotic, and it is reasonable to reason with neuropathy. It's useless, just like if Sang Mengmeng hadn't reacted quickly, the marble must have been shot at Tang An or Sang Mengmeng. Tang An couldn't understand why that crazy woman did such a thing.

　　 "Of course, I have practiced since I was a child, arching like arm fingers, cutting like eyes, and hitting where to point!" Sang Mengmeng showed off in a calm tone of narrating the facts.

Tang An gave his thumbs up. Sang Mengmeng was indeed great, but Sang Mengmeng had already discounted his impression. So Tang An walked over by himself, asking for his opinion and saying, "Let this cat go first. Well, although it's too naughty, we can't tie it to a pillar and kill it."

Sang Mengmeng put down his bow and arrow. The neuropathy in the next building probably knew that he was serious, and would not act rashly anymore. He vowed to guard every inch of the land, every piece of bricks and grasses here, and of course, the most important of him. Shooting marbles at Tang An is something Sang Mengmeng absolutely cannot tolerate.