My Husband Turned into Garfield Before the Divorce

Chapter 31

"So, when are you leaving?"

At dinner, Adrian brought a message that he was going to go on an expedition again, and this time the dragon really came to the border.

He sat on the sofa, pretending to be obedient and obedient.

I'm actually quite unhappy. Strictly speaking, we are in the honeymoon period. Other people's honeymoon period is either to go to a beautiful place for vacation, or to stay at home and love each other.

Look at the two of us again, an endless overtime, an endless entertainment - our reversal potion won this year's Order of the Rose, profiteers took us all kinds of reports.

Are you going to live apart now? !

Adrian was also uncomfortable with my stinky face, and he shifted his ass on the sofa.

"Originally, I didn't need to go, but this matter is fundamentally my reason."

"why?"

"The heart of the dragon."

I said that I remember the treasure locked in the basement safe when I first got married, the hero who reversed the potion.

He hugged me flatteringly: "I was ecstatic after Your Majesty bestowed the marriage, so I wanted to give you a wedding present. I searched for materials everywhere, and I heard that the heart of the dragon is very precious, and even potionists want it."

I remembered that Adrian disappeared for more than half a month between the gift of the marriage and the holding of the wedding. Could it be...

"It took me a lot of effort to find the dragon before I found it. I imagined how happy you would be to see the heart of the dragon, but you gave me that thunderbolt at the wedding... I'm probably the worst holy swordsman in the world."

I pulled the hand of the most miserable holy swordsman in the world out of my clothes: "What does that have to do with this dragon incident?"

The magic dragon is the most ungrouped creature in the world, and it is absolutely impossible for it to avenge its companions.

"Dragons are misers. The one I killed seems to be quite rich. Once it died, other dragons would target its wealth and wealth. Everyone divided the spoils unevenly. No one obeyed the other, so they started fighting."

Adrian spread his hands and looked innocent.

It was said that a member of the legion would be sent this time, but I was still restless and restless, and had nightmares for several nights in a row.

In the dream, Adrian was either disembowelled by the claws of the magic dragon, or he suddenly turned back into Garfield and was trampled to death by his own people...

I had big dark circles on my face, red eyes, and blisters on my mouth. The profiteers looked at me really badly.

"If you are worried, just go with him. I remember that every time you go out, you will be accompanied by a potion master. Your qualifications are enough."

"But your report..."

"There are not many games left. I will go back to school to teach next fall. The university sent me an invitation. I still need a teaching assistant. Are you interested?"

Our school's potion major has always been lukewarm. This year, because of the Reversal Potion award, the number of freshmen who signed up has increased several times. Considering the school's increase in the number of students enrolled, a new secondary professional branch of Reversal Potion has also been added.

"I would." Being able to go back to school and continue doing research is my dream job.

"Then it's settled. There are still a few months before school starts, so I'll treat it as a vacation for you. Why don't you hurry back and tell your husband?"

Adrian's eyes lit up like stars when he heard about it.

It was the first time in my life that I was on the battlefield. During the day, I brewed healing potions with other potion masters, and at night I went to sleep in Adrian's tent.

Carrying people with a cauldron to open a small stove for Adrian, and teleported to a nearby town to hang out together on the days when the scouts did not find the trace of the dragon.

This kind of life lasted for many, many years. When Adrian didn't have to go out to fight, I went back to the university to attend classes, and stayed with him as much as possible at other times until I retired from school, and Adrian was old again. No need to go to the front line.

The author has something to say: at the end of the main text, there will be an extra episode from Adrian's perspective, and a story about raising a cat

☆, extra one

I am a holy swordsman, and since I can remember, I know that sooner or later I will follow the path of my father's generation and become a holy swordsman, a holy swordsman who will go wherever there is danger in the wind and rain.

The days of training are very boring, the teacher has a bad temper, and the competition among the students is fierce. There is absolutely no such thing as quality education, entertaining and entertaining.

In those boring days and nights, I was also passionate, green, and young.

I have imagined countless times what my future partner would look like.

Big breasts, buttocks, a small waist, and preferably beautiful and sexy wavy hair...

When I met him, I knew that all of this would disappear from my life forever, and that the rest of my life would be filled with only one name.

His name is Ilgos, a very nice name.

At that time, I had just passed my 21st birthday, and my swordsmanship had entered a bottleneck period. Following my teacher's advice, I went down the mountain alone to practice.

I chose the dense forest in the southern valley. I heard that there are often monsters there.

I didn’t see any monsters. I was embarrassed by the plants all over the mountains and plains. One of the small purple leaves exudes a faint sweet fragrance, which is tempting to touch. It is also very fragile, and it will ooze sticky water when touched lightly. Thick juice.

At that time, I was still very sad by this beautiful and fragile creature. If it wasn't for the limited ink in my belly, I would have wanted to write a poem to praise the tenacity and beauty of this life.

But not long after, I chased after two treacherous and cunning thieves. The top three green-bellied vipers in the mainland jumped into the bush. .

A whole layer, I'm not wrong, I swear, I never knew in this life that this thing can be connected into pieces.

My big eyes with double eyelids turned into swollen eyes.

One big and one small.

I'm furious.

I ate a full meal of snake meat, and I plan to go back early, at least find someone to look at my face, and I haven't married a girl with big breasts yet.

I was feeling melancholy when I heard a group of people talking and laughing, getting closer.

They are not very old, there are men and women, they are wearing student robes, and they are chatty.

We faced each other across the weeds, and they burst into amazing laughter.

I didn't care about them for a moment.

After a while, a boy who seemed to be the leader of the team introduced himself and said that they are students of the Potions Academy, and they came here for summer internships. They heard that there are giant magic spiders here, and asked me if they had seen it.

Hehe, the top ten existences in the continent's ferocious Warcraft rankings, they are really brave.

I looked at a group of them with slender arms and legs, holding their magic wands carelessly, and couldn't help but roll my eyes. They still wanted to catch the giant magic spiders, and they were simply a group to deliver food to the spiders.

Hey, but this kind of late-adolescent teenagers are impulsive, impulsive, and I will definitely not listen to them when they are advised to go back. The first point of being a holy swordsman is to protect the people of the empire, and I can't just watch them die.

I sighed: "I just killed two green-bellied snakes. They are companion creatures with the magic giant spider. The giant spider's lair is probably nearby."

I have already reminded it clearly, the green-bellied viper is very poisonous and fierce, so go home quickly, boys.

However, this group of people who don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth are cheering collectively.

I rolled my eyes again.

"Thank you, where is your home? Shall we notify your parents to pick you up?"

"..." Fuck it, I'm an adult, older than you. Speaking of which, my children are late in development, and I am especially late. I am 21 years old and my height is just over 165, but I firmly believe that within two years, I will definitely grow up With long legs.

I've had enough cursing in my heart, and with the heart of saving people in the world, I convinced myself that I can't just watch this group of people deliver food.

I said that I am a holy swordsman and can protect them.

Then the bastards laughed again, and one girl rubbed my head too much.

Don't touch my head!I won't like you even if you have big breasts.

Hate A: "Junior Ilgos, please help this little holy swordsman to heal his face, the pimples are almost growing into his eyes."

Disgusting Ghost B: "That's not okay, what can I do if I delay the performance of the holy swordsman, ah ha ha ha."

At the end of the line, a thin boy walked up to me carrying a medicine box.

"Nod your head up, let me clean it up for you first."

His voice was pleasant, and his hands were very light, and he hardly felt anything when it fell on his face.

"Don't worry, it should be stained with the mucus of this plant. If you take the medicine on time, there will be no scars."

This group of people chattered very loudly, stopped and walked, and sometimes made a fuss when they saw a grass or a flower. A group of people swarmed up like they had discovered a treasure, and they would never leave within a few hours.

On the way, they will have fun, make some colorful jokes, or run on each other, gossip about the school teachers, and often make fun of me, thanks to my dedication to keep them safe.

I don't like them, they always walk behind the line, and with me is the little doctor who treats my face.

After these few days, I already know his name - Ilgos, a nice name.

He is the youngest of the group, not talkative, super quiet most of the time, just doing his own thing in silence, and never getting involved in those topics.

Don't make fun of me, it deserves a lot of goodwill from me.

He is very knowledgeable and will explain each plant in detail, its hazards and medicinal value.

I listened very carefully, which is extremely helpful for survival in the wild.

I have always insisted that I fell in love with him at first sight. Among such a group of people you hate, there is a maverick, it is difficult not to pay attention to him, it is difficult not to feel good about him.

Later, he always protested against this, thinking that there was something wrong with my eyes and aesthetics.

I always say he is superficial, who stipulates that only handsome men and beautiful women are attractive.

Anyway, whether it was love at first sight or love after a long time, I was tempted in the end.

One day he held my face in his hands, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth after applying the medicine.

"I guess it will be all over in a few days."

I smelled the faint herbal fragrance and my heart was pounding. I don't know why. He obviously doesn't have big breasts, big waves, and is as thin as a pole, but I feel like an Angora rabbit wave came in my heart, bouncing around Jump, wreak havoc and pass by, leaving a pitted green grassland, weak and helpless.Just like my feelings, I feel a little wronged after my heart surges.

I can't figure out why I like him, and I can't figure out how to make him like me too.

I couldn't sleep that night.

☆, episode [-]

I thought of hundreds of romantic solutions, but all of them seemed unrealistic due to the environment, so I could only return to the most primitive method in the end.

I stay by his side all the time, I clear the way when he walks, I carry the bag when he digs the medicine, and I talk to him when he is bored, so that he who doesn't fit in with others will not feel lonely as much as possible.

I'm so sweet.

It worked out well, and all in all, I don't think he can do without me.

Because when we entered the magic giant spider's lair, I walked in the front to open the way, and he, who has always been timid, followed me behind, throwing off the gang of annoying ghosts by a large margin.

(I’m afraid you won’t believe me if I say it out, I’m afraid you’ll chop up the spiders and it’s not easy to collect them)

Under the cover of night I held his hand for the first time.

Damn my palms are sweaty.

With the blessing of love, I performed extraordinarily heroically.

I gave him the largest and most complete one.

He narrowed his eyes when he laughed, and I also smirked at him for a long time. At that moment, I even thought about what name I would have if I had a child in the future.

At the time of parting, I was very sad, but there is no holiday in the Holy Sword Domain, and I couldn't bear to let him suffer from long-distance lovesickness.

But don't worry, my Irgos is so good, he will definitely be cheated by wild men.

I thought a lot of ways, and finally got a promise. He promised me that he would never fall in love until I went to him.

My Irgos is a man who walks the talk, I went back with peace of mind, but suddenly remembered halfway, I seemed to have made a major mistake.

I haven't told him my name yet, he has been calling me Little Holy Swordsman along with others.

How can this be good?

Don't be afraid, then I will try my best to become the most famous holy swordsman in the mainland, so that he can hear my name no matter where he goes!

Two years later, I graduated and won the championship of the swordsmanship competition that year, taking a small step towards that goal.

Then I enlisted in the army and shined in the Magician Legion. After another two years, when I came back from the battlefield, I was already the most famous holy swordsman in the country.

Just when I was about to look for Irgos, I accidentally saw him at the celebration banquet held by His Majesty the Emperor.

Although we were far away, I recognized him at a glance. I drank a lot of wine, got drunk, and vaguely heard someone asking me who I wanted to marry.

Isn't this nonsense, I think his bones hurt from thinking about it, and he can marry someone else?

I grabbed his wrist, and he froze for a moment, as if he didn't recognize me. No wonder, the acne on my face was gone, and my height has grown rapidly in the past two years, and my appearance has completely changed from the little holy swordsman back then.

Before I fell asleep, I thought I would surprise him when I told him the truth later.

He was an orphan, and it was not easy to bring himself up, and Potionists didn't make much money, and the financial situation was not very good.The uncle who came to propose marriage came back and talked about it for a long time.

I felt sorry for him so much, so I asked my uncle to make up an excuse to find a way to give him all the money I had saved over the years as a dowry. Anyway, my future money will also belong to him.

And I went to the border by myself, and I have a unique wedding gift for him.

Dragons are very difficult to deal with. I can’t figure out why there was a profession of dragon knight in the past.

Fortunately, the doctors at home helped me recover from my injuries before the wedding.

Looking back now, that day was the happiest and saddest day of my life.

I got up early and made myself very handsome. My Irgos must have been as excited as I was, and fell asleep in the carriage. I tried to wake him up, but he lay on my back. In her arms, she wanted to sleep again.

What a lovely guy.

I can't wait to marry him back home.

The only regret is that the kissing part was canceled in the whole process. It is said that the third princess who had a crush on me cried and cut this part.

Why bother, girl, although you have big breasts, thin waist, and big waves, but you are late, I am no longer the young and ignorant, shallow-sighted me, and now I like the potion master with the cauldron the most.

Preferably the unremarkable ones with black hair.

The short distance of tens of meters is like being in the clouds. At the end of the red carpet, under the witness of the royal family and relatives and friends, I went through an ancient and cumbersome process with my beloved. Since then, we have been the closest people to each other in this world , life is endless, my love is immortal.

At that moment, my happiness reached its peak, followed by a collapse like heaven and earth.

The little boy with brown curly hair, who claimed to be Ilgos's closest friend, passed out crying and drunk at the banquet after the wedding.

He still yelled Ilgos' name, saying that they made an appointment to spend the rest of their lives together.

I fell into the abyss beside me.

I couldn't bear to think about it. During our parting time, Irgos had already loved someone else, and everything was my wishful thinking.

I barely held on until the guests cleared up.

Back in the bedroom, Irgos had already fallen asleep. His thin body was curled up in a small ball on the big bed, looking very pitiful.

In his sleep, his brows were tightly furrowed, and he even unconsciously grasped his wand in his hand, putting on a defensive posture.

Who is he guarding against?Of course it was me, the one who forced him into a marriage, someone he didn't love at all.

I couldn't stay any longer, so I ran away on the wedding night and ran to the second prince's private residence.

I drank countless drinks and told our story several times over and over again.

My friends were very sympathetic and despised my IQ again.

"Friend, people don't even know your name, how can you believe that he will wait for you for four years?"

"In four years, there will be three children."

"Don't you ask before you want to marry someone?"

"Drunk, didn't you wake up the next day, won't you check again when you wake up, big things in life, buddy."

"The heart of the dragon? I beg you, you are much stronger than the dragon."

They told me that I was about to cry, but in this story, I didn't even have the right to be sad. The tragedy of the three people was caused by me alone.

I'm hotheaded, I'm wishful thinking, I'm frivolous...

My heart aches bloody, and I just want to get drunk.

☆、Extra three

I stayed at the Second Prince's house for three days in a row and got drunk every day. They laughed at me like a living ghost.

I really want my suitors to take a good look at my current state of displeasure. I want to laugh. It doesn’t matter if they like me or not. Anyway, Irgos probably hates me to death.

Otherwise, if the husband disappears for three days after getting married, the other half will not care about it.

I ordered the housekeeper to report his itinerary every day, detailing everything, like a voyeuristic pervert.

In fact, I held a trace of unrealistic fantasy and wanted to see when he would think of me.

He finally got in touch with me, pretending to be concerned about when I'd be home, but actually asking if he could go out.

How ridiculous that my husband asked me if he could go out after three days of honeymoon alone.

It can be seen that in his consciousness, I am a big devil who can control his personal freedom, but it is also true, compared to controlling freedom, I have done more things.

The great magician Randy is older than us, and he should be the most mature and stable one in our group. I have known him for so long, and the only time he went out of line was turning the second prince who was drunk and wanted to kiss in public into an orangutan.

He said let me fight for it. In this world, there is love at first sight and love for a long time. Since the matter is irreversible, I will work harder in this direction, and there may be a turning point.

You can get so many followers, there's no reason you can't handle this one.

I think what he said makes sense. The second prince said that "dominant, cool, handsome and cold" is popular nowadays. What I have done is already domineering enough. I should work harder to be "cool, handsome and cold".

I went home with a stern face.

Seeing Irgos who came back with a small cake, I tried a lot to restrain myself from holding him in my arms, and I could only cover my expression with newspapers.

But it was useless. After eating, he hid in the flower garden I carefully prepared for him in the backyard and stayed all night.

I regretted buying a bigger bed at that time, and I could barely feel his presence.

I pretended to be asleep and snatched away all the quilts, thinking that he would crawl into my arms to sleep because of the unbearable cold, but he actually got out of bed and took a nightgown, and fell asleep like that all night.

It can be seen from this that he really hates me, even if he freezes himself to catch a cold, he definitely doesn't want me to touch him.

The only thing left of my conscience begged me to stay away from him.

I tried my best to show up in front of him as little as possible, and I couldn't bear it so I went home and stayed for one night, chatting for comfort.

While I carefully kept Irgos at a distance, my ignorant mother tried to form an intimate bond with him.

My mother, who is intelligent and sensitive, presumably sensed something was wrong in the excuses I had racked my brains for Irgos' absence from the weekly seder.

It's ironic and poignant that those two poor people are still trying to create an illusion of peace and intimacy.

Until the incident happened.

That may have been the first time Irgos had serious face-to-face communication with me. His appearance has not changed much. I don’t know if I should be thankful. At least he has not been tortured by this marriage.

I looked at his face greedily, even if he said in person that this is a marriage that was not expected by both parties, my heart didn't hurt very much.

How ridiculous, last second when he said that my mother misunderstood because we didn't do well, I thought he wanted to work hard for this wrong marriage just like me.

In fact, I really want to tell him that things are not as he imagined, and I am looking forward to, eager to exchange this relationship with everything.

But, so what, it will only add to his troubles.

Even my mother asked me sadly: "Adrian, are you really going to spend your life with someone who doesn't love you?"

One thing she said was wrong. I want to spend the rest of my life with someone I love but doesn't love me. This is not torture to me, but to him.

But I still don't give up, I want to know if Irgos cares about me a little bit, just a little bit.

My friends advised me not to try it, would it not be good to just live my whole life in a daze.

But I know that's not what I want.

I found a long red hair on the sofa of the second prince's house. It is said that the third princess came to block me during the day and sat there for hours.

I tidied up that hair carefully, sprayed some women's perfume on my clothes, and went home and pretended to be drunk.

Irgos performed his duties perfectly as a husband, put me to bed, changed my clothes, and found the long hair on the collar.

I held my breath, expecting him to do something, just punch me.

But he turned a blind eye, threw the hair into the trash can, and then went into the basement.

I quietly followed and listened lying outside the door. It was very lively inside. He was watching a funny variety show, and his laughter was wanton and flamboyant.

As if everything that happened just now has nothing to do with him, I am a little thankful that he has always been contented, no matter how bad the environment is, he can always adjust himself very well, this is very good, really good...

As for me, it doesn't matter anymore, so be it.

From that day on, I reduced the frequency of going home even more, and only met all the needs of Irgos materially, and spent all my energy on the training ground and the war.

Those subordinates and colleagues who didn't know it all said that I became more mature and stable after I got married.

I laughed and lied to them because I was trying to make a living and provide for my family, which was the perfect excuse, and I even fooled myself sometimes.

But soon my little fun was broken by him.

He made a repayment plan for a large expense.

My hubby, like a stranger borrowing money, made me a repayment plan.

The plan was reasonable, without any flaws, and every word revealed politeness and alienation, trying to tell that he didn't want to take advantage of me in the slightest.

He is such a nice guy.

So good that I want to cry Merlin for a while.

I moved to the guest room, because I really had no choice but to continue to face him with self-deception when he was trying to draw a line with me.

Sometimes I even think, if he doesn't have such a bottom line, he can spend my money, have an affair with his lover, and secretly date behind my back, then at least two of the three of us are Happy.

When I told my friends about this idea, they all thought I was crazy.

am I crazy?Maybe.

After three years of confusion, the empire promulgated a new law allowing divorce.

After hearing the news, I sat on the chair all night. Is the time stolen by me in the past three years finally returning to the right track?

I'm going to have a good talk with Ilgos, beg him, force him, order him... whatever it takes to keep him with me.

Because I'm crazy, I'm a depressive, vicious madman.

The author has something to say: When I wrote the article, I set the knife to belong to Zairegos, but in the end, I chopped it all up and went to the silly cat. It’s really miserable, silly cat, and I feel distressed for 1s

☆、Extra four

Merlin seemed to have heard my heart, and pointed out a way out for me before I made an irreparable mistake.

A conspiracy against the imperial power came quietly, and we made a careful response plan. As the second prince's friend and his right-hand man, I had better disappear for a while at this time.

They suggested that I take the potion of disguise and return to the royal city with a new look, but at that moment I felt blessed.

"Turn me into a cat, the cutest and most endearing kind."

Years ago when we met in the South Valley, I asked Irgos if he would prefer a cat or a dog if he had a pet.

Without hesitation, he replied cats, his feelings for me have deteriorated, Merlin please, please don't change that.

Turning people into animals is very risky. Even my friend Randy, one of the most powerful magicians recognized in mainland China today, cannot guarantee a [-]% success rate.

But people always have to take some risks, and it doesn't matter if they fail, just like I still have something to lose.

In the end, I succeeded in turning into a Garfield. I thought that my face was detrimental to my handsomeness, but they all said that it was cute, and no one could resist a silly and cute Garfield.

They were wrong, and Irgos could.

Ilgos the big liar, he doesn't like me, and he doesn't like Garfield either.

He beat me up, beat me on the head, and starved me.

This is totally different from what I imagined!

On the first night, I actually got the right to sleep in bed by throwing and rolling.

And after I became Garfield, I was still controlled by the cat's consciousness, subconsciously chasing moving objects, liking brightly colored feathers, afraid of cold and heat, sensitive and suspicious.

Now I am truly crazy.

What did it matter, Ilgos was already drawing up the divorce papers, could things get any worse?

This may be the last time I will be with him in my life.

I let the feline consciousness in my brain run its course.

Be playful and mischievous, make trouble, and try to fight for all opportunities to get close.I thought Irgos would have had enough and lost me.

I've found that his personality is quite different from when I first met him, or maybe just different from what I "thought", but all in all, he really has a bad temper.

Perhaps it is more appropriate for me to describe it as super invincible fierce.

But anyway, he still let me stay.

He compromised again and again, and made concessions again and again.

I actually lived the happiest time since I got married.

All this with my triple belly and double chin.

I can eat the fish soup he boiled himself, although I will be beaten.

I can sleep in the same bed with him, although I will be beaten.

I can make him put down the cauldron and play with my retarded toys, although I will get beaten.

我甚至还能舔他的脸，当然我会挨揍。

He treats cats much better than me, and I had dark thoughts more than once, if I was a Garfield all my life, would he never leave me, from law to relationship?

My wish finally failed, but I found my love.

Merlin bless.

☆、Extra five

Have you ever seen someone learn transfiguration out of jealousy?

Speaking of which, I'm over 30 this year, and I've learned a lot about Adrian's stink problems in the past few years, and those fancy tricks are really nothing unusual.

But life always has surprises.

The cause of the matter is quite inexplicable.

Lilith, Adrian's youngest cousin (there are so many children in his family, I remember the name for a long time), picked up a stray cat on the way after school.

She has no experience in taking care of small animals, and she has no time. Looking at the whole family, none of them seem to be able to support them. Only I can barely be considered experienced.

So they packed the kitten and sent it to my house.

This is a snow-white short-haired cat, beautiful and arrogant, who eats the food given by humans with peace of mind, but shows disdain for the owner.

The disdain is for Adrian. As for me, as soon as she entered the door, she quickly recognized her position in the family, kicked over the basin held by Adrian, jumped onto my lap lightly, and rubbed Rubbing my chin, laying down quickly and purring happily.

Flattery is obvious.

The next day, Adrian was on a business trip, accompanying the Second Prince, who was already the emperor, to inspect the south.

And because the director of the profiteer was on maternity leave at home after taking the fertility potion, I had to stay and take his place.

During Adrian's absence, my new kitten and I lived a "two-person world".

I found the sane cat to be so cute, the maid said that an hour before I got off work, she would wait at the door and rub my calf the first time I walked in.

I ask for kisses when I am happy, and ask for kisses when I am unhappy. I will sleep with me at night, and I will get into my arms and ask for a hug when I am half asleep and half awake.

Warm and healing.

Occasionally, she would be mischievous, sneaking up on me from behind while I was not paying attention, and stepping on my slippers after me. When I stopped and looked back, I quickly disappeared at the corner of the corridor.

In just one week, many cat toys were added to the house. There was a swing for her to sleep in in the bedroom, living room, corridor, and even the potion room. This was a treat Adrian never had when he was a cat.

I also bought a camera phone online for her to use.

When Adrian came home a week later, I was in my parent-child outfit—a white coral fleece one-piece pajamas—and I was sitting on the rug playing with the cat.

Adrian's expression seemed to be stiff for a moment.

"you're back."

"...I'm back...what are you guys doing?"

"Let's play." The kitten was very excited, and crawled up on top of my head along the pajamas. I grabbed her, put her face up on the carpet, and buried her face in her belly.

"Are you a bad thing, dad's little rascal, why are you so cute..."

"Meow meow~"

Her paw quickly slapped my face twice, and then licked it guiltily again. My old heart was sprouted and turned into a small stream of hot spring, gurgling and rippling...

It took me a long time to realize that Adrian seemed to be still standing aside.

It seemed that it was the first time we had been separated for such a long time after we reconciled, and I suddenly felt a trace of guilt in my heart.

I stood up and took his coat: "You are tired."

He shook his head and gave me a tight hug: "I'm not tired, I just miss you."

I don't have much resistance to acting like a baby, whether it's human or cat.

I run my hands through his hair to help him loosen his scalp.

We hugged like this for a long time.

Until the kitten couldn't help meowing.

"Oops, I'm still cooking in the kitchen."

Adrian followed me into the kitchen and said, "Make it for me? I'm starving."

My cooking skills are average, and I rarely cook. I only cook something for Adrian himself on major festivals, wedding anniversaries or birthdays.

No wonder he got it wrong.

"Are you hungry? Order a takeaway, or ask them to prepare dinner in advance." I put on my apron, lifted the lid of the pot, and the smell of fish filled the room. The kitten couldn't help but climbed onto my shoulder and poked its head into the pot.

Adrian asked, "What's in your pot?"

"Cat food." The kitten on my shoulder and I pressed our foreheads together, "Angel likes the cat food made by Dad the most, right?"

"Mia woo~"

Adrian: "Who is Angel?"

The cat and I looked at each other: "Your second dad is so stupid, isn't he?"

Adrian: "..."

If I had to say that the years had left something on this handsome man who was over thirty, it must have made him more nervous.

I have always been slow-witted emotionally, and the leisurely time in the past few years has even worn away the last bit of my sensitivity.

Adrian didn't explode on the spot, and I didn't even notice that something was wrong.

Anyway, he ate his dinner quietly, and was very tolerant of the cat who was fed up with me, even feeding her a little chicken thigh from his own plate.

It's really "a loving father and a filial son", so peaceful, I'm still full of joy, I'm so stupid and naive.

After dinner, Adrian took the cat up and down and played wildly at home. The cat was so tired that he staggered into the cat bed and fell asleep.

And I nearly died in Adrian's enthusiasm.

It was already afternoon when I woke up the next day, the kitten ate the canned food for the day, jumped onto the bed and rubbed against my face desperately, telling my grievances and missing feelings.

I comforted her that my second dad just missed me so much, and promised to get up early tomorrow to cook delicious cat food for her, and to buy her two new toys after get off work...

However, that night was a copy of the previous day. The cat was exhausted in the cat litter, and I was exhausted on the bed.

Although I have been married for several years, it is a good thing that the other half is still energetic, but my waist is really unbearable. I have to sit in class these days, and the students are afraid that I will also take maternity leave.

So I protested a little with Adrian on the bed, but he said let me wait two more