Those Years When I Was an Animal

Fu Lingwei ignored, followed his kitten to continue to walk forward.

With a broken leg, Yu Qingyu hobbled behind him. As soon as he opened the car door, he jumped into the car and sat comfortably on the co driver's seat. He raised his head and meowed at him.

Fu Lingwei a little want to laugh, such a small thing who does not know how to die, he is not afraid to be killed?

Fu Lingwei stretched out his hand, thought about it and then drew back. He went around the trunk and took a tennis racket.

"Go down!" Fu Ling Wei waves a tennis racket and pokes at the little white cat.

The fleshy little white cat jumped to the top of the seat and cried pitifully, cute in a mess.

Fu Lingwei couldn't bear it, but he still swung his racket at the little white cat,

next, no matter how Fu Lingwei drove the little white cat, the little white cat ran around in the car and resolutely refused to get off, even if he opened four doors.

Fu Lingwei dropped the tennis racket and closed the door. He sat in the driver's seat to adjust his breathing.

"Meow ~" stupid human, this big demon is not you can expel!

"Sleeping trough! System, how can I have this idea? "

"It's your spirit left behind."

"No? I am the master of this body now? How does he affect me?"

the system carefully explained that when a person or demon is strong to a certain extent, his soul will also be strong, so there will be a trace of residual soul in his body after his death.

This trace of soul will carry some memory of the body. If someone takes away the body at this time, the memory engraved in the soul will also affect the person.

Fu Lingwei parked the car in his yard, opened all the doors and picked up the tennis racket.

Yu Qingyu didn't wait for him to expel him. He jumped down and raised his head to please him.

Fu Ling micro squat down, trying to reach out to the small white cat.

"Meow ~" what do you want?

Yu Qingyu tilts his head and looks at Fu Ling Wei.

Fu Lingwei confirmed that the cat would not attack him, quickly stretched out his hand and grabbed the back neck of the little white cat and lifted it up.

"Meow ~ meow ~" what are you doing? Let me go!

Fu Ling Wei Ti led the little white cat into the room, found a rope to tie him to the corner of the table, and turned himself upstairs.

Yu Qingyu said: Is he sick?

"Meow ~" Fu Lingwei, you son of a bitch!

"Meow ~" Fu Lingwei has the ability to come down!

"Meow ~" Fu Ling got up to pee!

Fu Lingwei could hear the cry of the little white cat downstairs. He raised his hand and looked at the hand that had caught the little white cat. It seemed that the soft warm touch still remained on it.

He thought of the little fat man's hand again. He could not help shaking his head.

What he's thinking is just a patient and a stray cat. He doesn't have to care.

Fu Ling micro closed his eyes, in the faint call of the cat closed his eyes.

Yu Qingyu called for an hour and did not see Fu Lingwei come down. He sighed and turned into a human figure. He went to the bathroom, tied a bath towel and entered the guest room on the first floor.

It's not that he doesn't want to go up, it's the wrong time.

Before dawn, Yu Qingyu turned into a cat and leaned on the table.

Fu Ling Wei a downstairs to see eager with adoring eyes staring at him.

He made sure that he saw the emotions and thought that the little fat man had looked at him like that. How could he feel a little weird?