My Goddess is a Cat

　　 Tang An and Sang Mengmeng brought dumplings to the table, as well as the sauce for dipping the dumplings, a plate of garlic cigarette smoked ham sausage and a bowl of sea bass soup.

　　 "Perch contains copper, which is necessary for human nerve development and normal metabolic enzymes." Sang Mengmeng said, and then glanced at the Southern Cat: "Children should eat more."

"If you say this sentence out of inner care, I will only think that you are hypocritical, we don't have such feelings. If you just want to raise the topic that I am a child by the way..." Nan Mao watched coldly Sang Mengmeng, "I think you should know that to judge whether a person is an adult, you should not just look at her appearance."

"I have no intention to ridicule, nor do I mean to discriminate, but I think that apart from dwarfism patients, judging a person’s age is the most direct way of judging a person’s age by looking at her appearance. Are you trying to tell me that you are a dwarfism patient? "Sang Mengmeng handed Nan Mao a bowl and spoon.

　　 There is no doubt that Nan Mao was an accident. It broke the small freshness between himself and Tang An and developed into an ambiguous life. However, if he came, he was at ease. Anyway, Sang Mengmeng didn't pay much attention to Nan Mao.

A girl with an E cup should have such self-confidence. Girls without **** often have no self-confidence or only disguised self-confidence. At the same time, they will desperately absorb all kinds of plump capital. However, for Sang Mengmeng, two **** In addition, there is no big little girl of her own, at most it is just an electric light bulb... things like electric light bulbs are often turned off.

"When you are narrating this passage, you consciously or unconsciously raised your chest. Do you subconsciously feel that this is a sign of yourself, and your main purpose of existence is just for breastfeeding? Or is it... you are a patient with breast fat accumulation? , So I also think that others are born with disabilities like you?" Nan Mao will not use spirits to turn Sang Mengmeng into a dog, but there will not be any retreat. Sang Mengmeng needs to be cautious even if there is any conspiracy and tricks. Deal with it, but that doesn't mean that Nanmao will endure her ridicule.

　　 "I am disabled?" Sang Mengmeng straightened her waist and turned to look at Tang An, "Tang An, do you think I am disabled?"

　　 Tang An was eating dumplings. He didn't expect the flames of war to attract him. He raised his head and saw Nan Mao and Sang Mengmeng both looking at him.

Nanmao’s eyes are undoubtedly full of threats. It seems that if Tang An doesn’t answer this question well, she would rather scare Sang Mengmeng to turn Tang An into a bark, but Sang Mengmeng’s eyes are not. Threatening, but full of gentleness, seems to be expecting him to answer this question honestly, and if he answers dishonestly, she will be disappointed, and she will think that he is a dishonest person, which is too disappointing ... She wants to disappoint him on behalf of her mother.

　　 Girls not only have beautiful eyes, they can also talk.

"I think, if you don’t eat such a delicious breakfast, and arguing about this kind of issue here, both of you are disabled." Tang An thought for a while and said, mingling with girls often means not guilty. If you are not pleased, it is better to tell the truth and tell how you feel better.

This kind of disability is brain damage and hard to cure... Tang An still doesn't understand why the two girls are so full of gunpowder, and the Nanmao does not matter. She thinks Sang Mengmeng is a betrayal of the canine spirits and beasts. The mother of the Spirit Empire barks, but what about Sang Mengmeng? According to reason, Sang Mengmeng’s cultivation and family education, as well as her getting along with other people, for a little girl like Nan Mao, even if she can't bear it, she has a modest process, but it seems that Sang Mengmeng has been to Nan from the beginning. The cat also has a targeted meaning in it.

　　 "I made breakfast." Sang Mengmeng thought for a while, and found a reason to be proud of herself.

　　 "So what?" Nan Mao sneered at this pride. Only the lower class needs to make food to meet their own survival needs. As the king, Nan Mao, as long as he can eat it.

　　 Because I have reasons for my satisfaction, the quarrel did not continue, and the breakfast continued.

In addition to the dumplings that made Tang An very satisfied, Sang Mengmeng's sauces are also very particular, using a few small dishes to fill sweet sauce, hot sauce and chutney and meat sauce, dipped in the sauce is another kind of sauce. Flavor.

　　 Even these sauces are the same as Tang An's before. Suddenly, there is a feeling of going back to the past, but Tang An knows that the taste in his mouth is the same, but the feeling at home is different after all.

Eating breakfast silently, watching Sang Mengmeng and Nan Mao, Tang An's mouth moved involuntarily, and he couldn't feel like returning to his former home. At least now, it's better than just remembering quietly in this yard by himself. Better.

　　 is not a hero, nor a hero, Tang An is just an ordinary person who doesn't want to endure loneliness, and wants more voice in his life.

After eating breakfast, Tang An counted that she ate the most dumplings by herself, but Nan Mao also ate a lot, and she also drank two bowls of soup and some ham. Sang Mengmeng ate the least dumplings, the most ham and fish. The soup didn't drink much.

　　 "Why don't you drink more fish soup?" Tang An saw that there was still a lot of fish soup, so he poured some more and drank it by himself, so as not to waste it, and asked Sang Mengmeng.

"This fish soup actually has the effect of breast enhancement... These days I sleep at night~www.readwn.com~ I feel my **** swell, and I can't drink it anymore. What if I drink it again and develop again?" Sang Mengmeng said Shy, and a little worried.

　　 "I want to say that you are contrived." Tang An couldn't help but said.

　　 Nanmao opened his mouth and didn't say anything. He lowered his head and looked at his breasts. She became a little worried... Your **** swelled up? Nanmao didn't want this feeling at all.

　　 Sang Mengmeng pursed her lips. Of course girls with **** will feel proud. As for any breast meeting, there are many inconveniences or worries, it is just made up to comfort flat-chested girls!

　　 Sang Mengmeng still insisted on tidying up the dishes and went to the kitchen by herself, leaving Tang An staying in the living room.

　　 Nanmao was very dissatisfied that Tang An had been watching Sang Mengmeng's leaving back, and frowned at Tang An.

　　 Tang An turned around and found that Nan Mao was frowning, and said quickly: "I have an opinion to change into a dog at night. Now I am going to school..."

　　 Nanmao nodded, and did not deny that he wanted Tang An to crawl on the ground, but he still said, "Well, wait until you come back tonight."

　　 "Then you should talk about it now, what's the matter?" Tang An thought, Nan Mao has said the matter now, maybe she won't remember the idea of ​​punishing him at night.

　　 Tang An didn't clearly help Nan Mao just now. Nan Mao must have some opinions. Tang An still has this kind of consciousness.

　　 "I read a lot of books last night." Nan Mao said.

　　 Tang An nodded, waiting for her to continue.