My Goddess is a Cat

　　 When Tang An and Sang Mengmeng came to the table together, Tang An realized that he was thinking too much.

Nan Mao didn’t mean to wait for Tang An and Sang Mengmeng at all. She had eaten her fish completely, and left the complete skeleton including the tail, head and bones of the fish on the plate. This plate was put together with another plate containing a yellow croaker, and it seemed to be reserved for Tang An.

The eggs were eaten clean, and then she was holding the box of milk about the size of her head and drinking seriously, her cheeks were bulging, and there was no doubt that the milk in her mouth had not been swallowed. I couldn't wait to take another big swig.

　　 The black tiger forward squatted under the table and hugged the foot of the table hard, not knowing what he was doing.

　　 Seeing Tang An and Sang Mengmeng, Nan Mao still held her milk, took a glance up, and then continued to lower her head to drink her own milk. It seemed that no one and things could interfere with her in this world.

"What a cute girl." Sang Mengmeng felt that she said that, just to describe it objectively. It does not mean that she really likes Nancats. This girl gave Sang Mengmeng an inexplicable sense of oppression, which seemed to be a kind of inexplicable oppression. It was like inborn coercion. Although this feeling was not very strong and did not cause any discomfort, Sang Mengmeng still didn't like it.

　　 It reminded her of the cat she had seen the other day.

　　The cats are a bit weird, especially the cat that recently appeared near Tang An's house, the big white cat, and now this stupid cat that is holding the table foot...and chewing.

　　 Sang Mengmeng wanted to twist this stupid cat's neck and throw it out. I have never seen a cat that gnaws at the feet of the table. Only an idle Husky would do this kind of thing.

"How can you eat first by yourself? The etiquette for eating is to wait for everyone to eat together." If it was just himself, Tang An would not say that, and would not care about these things, but after all, Sang Mengmeng was there. If you don't talk about Nan Mao's performance, it will definitely make people feel a little weird. How can you turn a blind eye to such a rude behavior?

　　 Tang An is also determined that Nan Mao will not turn him into Wang in front of Sang Mengmeng. After all, Nan Mao is still very vigilant and will not easily do things that shock the world in public.

"It doesn't matter, is it a child after all?" Sang Mengmeng sat down and smiled slightly, remembering the scene of seeing this little girl showing her small head from the window in the morning, and she knew that this little girl was actually not close to herself. the meaning of.

　　 Nanmao was still drinking milk and refused to spit out the straw.

　　 "She's Nan Mao... is my relative, playing at my house." Tang An briefly introduced, "Let's eat first."

The introduction always needs to be introduced. Tang An only feels relieved that Sang Mengmeng will come to eat breakfast without any problems, because since the Southern Cat can endure so long in the cemetery, he naturally won’t be at the table just because of Sang Mengmeng’s forbearance. Meng was suspicious and made a lot of noise, otherwise, Guang Tang An introduced her to others as Nanmao instead of Nanmao Mao Mao Mao, and she would probably be angry.

Hearing this, Nan Mao finally stopped drinking milk silently. He lifted his foot and kicked Tang An’s calf. Tang An could feel that she was sitting on the chair without shoes and toes. The head is soft and doesn't hurt at all.

　　 It doesn’t matter if you have an opinion like this, Tang An was thinking, and then he felt something wrong with his butt, he instinctively touched it, and a tail grew!

Tang An quickly leaned on the chair, her body stiff and straight. It seemed that she had totally overestimated Nan Mao’s vigilance. Apart from not wanting to be discovered that she was the Nan Mao King, she could not tolerate Tang An introducing her name to others. The full name was not said at the time!

　　 "In fact, Nan Mao is just a nickname, her full name is Nan Mao Mao Mao Mao!" Tang An said quickly.

　　 Sang Mengmeng was sitting down, ready to drink milk, quickly put the milk box down, couldn't help but smile: "This name is so cute."

The name is really cute. Tang An turned his head and looked at Nan Mao and blinked. Then Tang An found that the tail seemed to be missing... It seems that if he meets other people in the future, he can only introduce her name. Fortunately, Nan Mao Not afraid of others making fun of her name at all.

　　 "This is the cutest name in the world." Nan Mao shook the milk box, put it down unwillingly, and looked at Tang An.

　　 Tang An's milk has not started to drink, so he poured half a cup to Nan Mao.

　　 The corners of Nanmao’s mouth turned up slightly, and he said nothing, and then continued to drink his own milk.

　　 "You have breakfast, it won't taste good when it lights up for a while, especially yellow croaker, it will be fishy when it cools." Tang An gave the remaining yellow croaker to Sang Mengmeng.

"Then what about you?" Sang Mengmeng looked at the table. There were no doubt that there were only two fish. The Southern Cat ate one first, leaving a bunch of bones in front of Tang An. Tang An took the other one. The yellow croaker gave Sang Mengmeng, and he didn't eat it.

"I don't like eating fish, you can eat it." Tang An said indifferently. For girls, good food is very, very important, but boys think that it can be eaten by girls most of the time. .

　　 "You lie to me, you like to eat." Sang Mengmeng is not so foolish. He likes to eat fish, she knows.

"It's okay. I'll make one more next time. Today's one is for cats." Tang An explained to Sang Mengmeng apologetically, "Actually, the cat that messed up your room yesterday was named Heihuqianqian and it was Nanmao. s cat."

　　 Nanmao’s cat sounds a bit sloppy, but Sang Mengmeng had a foreboding that such a stupid cat and such a terrible little girl would match up too much.

　　 "You are a boy, eat more protein-rich things for breakfast." Sang Mengmeng pushed the plate in front of Tang An again.

　　 Nanmao looked at Sang Mengmeng and Tang An, held out his hand without saying a word, brought the plate in front of him, then lowered his head and ate it carefully. This is a delicious fish, delicious.

　　 Tang An and Sang Mengmeng were both stunned~www.readwn.com~ Then they smiled at each other and shook their heads.

After breakfast, Sang Mengmeng went back to the room to pack her things. She had to bring a big box for COS clothes and cosmetics. Tang An had to help. She was going to school with her, so she waited for Sangmeng at home. Cute.

　　 "This woman, will you live here from now on?" Nan Mao put his hands on his belly, touched it, and then asked.

"Yes, she and I are in the same school." Tang An nodded, hoping that Nan Mao had no opinion on this... Although this is his own home, it should be his own decision, but who made Nan Mao the king? Who made her turn him into a dog? Alas, people have to bow their heads under the eaves, the cat is unpredictable, so be careful.

　　 "Then I will live here too!" Nan Mao said determinedly.

　　 "Okay." Tang An nodded.

　　 "Why did you agree so quickly?" Nan Mao looked at Tang An suspiciously. Is there any conspiracy? Nan Mao didn't trust Tang An, but as a king, of course, he had to have a lot of thoughts. This was the instinct of the king, and Nan Mao felt so.

"Because you are very welcome." Tang An smiled and stretched out his hand again. He still shrank back very quickly. The time to get along was not long, but Tang An felt that apart from the trouble that he likes to turn him into a dog, Nan Mao is still very Easy to get along with.

　　 It's hard to separate myself from Nan Mao, so it's better to get closer and closer. This is much more convenient for myself and Nan Mao.

　　 Tang An thinks so.