It’s Hard Being the Bad Guy

Wang Jue used his old clothes to make a nest for Wen Tuantuan and put it next to the pillow. Qi Bo jokes that he was stingy. He was reluctant to buy a comfortable nest for his pet after making so much money as a painter. Wang Jue was too lazy to explain to him , Put a small group of nanny on the old clothes, watch it use its cute little nose to arch around and smell it, and finally hugged dry wormwood, surrounded by its own smell, and fell asleep. Don't mention how happy you are.

Settling in Wen Tuantuan, Wang Jue took a clean T-shirt and went to take a bath. He turned back after not taking a few steps. After the cat was asleep, he quietly touched two of them, and finally went to the bathroom contentedly, humming while washing. Song, the mood is not generally good.

After coming out of the shower, Wang Jue wet his head and foamed a cup of coffee. He sat in front of the computer and started to check information. It is not a trivial matter to keep pets, especially when faced with a cute and cute milk cat like Xiao Keai. careless. After reading through more than a dozen experience posts, I bought a lot of kitty supplies on Taobao. When Wang Jue stretched out to stand up, Qi Bo just went to bed and was about to go to bed.

Yes, there is no need to look at the time. At this moment, it is fixed at ten o'clock, and Qi Bo's routine of work and rest requires the whistle of the troops to be accurate.

The dormitory is a quadruple room with bed and table. As the other two roommates have moved out since their senior year, Qi Bo turned off the lights on his side when he went to bed, and Wang Jue's half of the room also dimmed.

Wang Jue lightly climbed up the bed ladder and lifted the mosquito net to take a look. The milk cat dumpling somehow rolled out of the nest, and was crouching under his pillow, if it weren't for the fluffy tail. Wang Jue didn't necessarily find it. From a distance, it looked like a chubby pillow with a small tail.

Wang Jue smiled unconsciously on his face, thinking that this little thing likes to drill under the pillow so much, most of it feels safe, but it is still a kitten, no matter how spiritual it is, it needs to be carefully taken care of.

Thinking of this, Wang Jue took it out, held it back in front of the desk with his old clothes, placed it on his lap, took out the digital tablet and started composing the picture, holding the pen in his right hand, and licking the cat with his left hand. Its soft lanugo, like a drug addiction, couldn't stop at all, and Wen Tuantuan was caressed by the thick and warm palm, and entered a deeper dream.

Wang Jue was full of thoughts tonight. He quickly finished drawing the business manuscript he received yesterday and sent it to the other side. He lowered his head and saw Wen Tuantuan's mouth slightly open, and his pink tongue fell out. He immediately took the phone. Thirty shots were taken continuously from the angle, and the most adorable one was selected as the desktop.

Holding the phone for a long time, Wang Jue picked up his pen again and drew four pictures in a row, Wen Tuantuan lying on his stomach, Wen Tuantuan with all four feet upright, rolling Wen Tuantuan, aggrieved Wen Tuantuan, When I finally put down the pen, it was already more than two o'clock in the middle of the night, and Qibo had started twice at night.

Wang Jue posted the results of the night on Weibo, went to bed with the sleeping Wen Tuantuan, put it on the pillow, and fell asleep smelling the milk pup's unique milk fragrance.

There are not many classes in the senior year. In addition to receiving manuscripts online, Wang Jue also works part-time as a tutor outside, teaching experience to art students in the first and second year of high school. Qi Bo is not in the dormitory all day long, either he goes to the Botanical Garden to wash his lungs, or he is in acupuncture massage in the Chinese Medicine Museum. Wang Jue was worried that the little milk cat stayed alone in the dormitory, but he couldn't take it to class. Every time he went out, he put it in the center of the bed and surrounded it tightly with several pillows, for fear of it crawling. I fell off the bed after crawling away.

"Good boy." Wang Jue rubbed the baby's little ears with his fingers, "Just play here, you see so many wormwood, let's not forget to go up there, it hurts if you fall."

Wen Tuantuan was meticulously fed by Wang Jue for a while, and Lingzhi opened up a lot, now that he could understand what he was saying, so he rubbed his hand with his small head and meowed meekly.

Wang Jue hurriedly closed his eyes and turned his head, got out of bed and took his bag away. After another look, he couldn't leave.

When he arrived at the class, Wang Jue set his drawing board. When looking for a carbon pen in his bag, he suddenly turned out a black strip, which was bigger than four northeastern rice pieces together. It was crushed with his hands and smelled. The children fell apart.

Rat shit, and it seems that the rat is not small.

Wang Jue was shocked. His little Ke Ai is only half a slap, and his temperament is innocent and soft. When he meets an adult rat, he is afraid that it will be more fortunate.

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

Wang Jue urged the taxi driver to run through several red lights, and when he got out of the car, he ran all the way with his life. He had good physical fitness and didn't feel tired, but his breathing became more and more chaotic, and his heart was uneasy.

"baby!"

Wang Jue kicked the door open and was shocked when he saw the situation in the bedroom.