Wang Jie looked at the little flower cat lying on the coffee table and licking the milk from the small square plate, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion, rich silver is rich silver, and even the plate for the cat to drink milk is pure silver......

"We came this time for the relationship between the little flower cat and the Persian cat...... "Wang Jie said here, his face was red, what is this, the relationship between the two cats?

The real estate tycoon must have thought that Wang Jie was playing tricks on him.

Wang Jie coughed to hide his embarrassment, and wanted to continue, but Tang Jiajun stood up and sighed, "I'm also worried about this matter, you see that little Persian cat, since she became pregnant, she looks like she is rejecting, poor little cat......"

As he spoke, he picked up the little flower cat, held it in his arms, touched his beard, teased his ears, and the little flower cat's eyes were rolling around, only staring at the remaining half of the plate of milk......

"Do you have any good ideas?" asked Tang Jiajun as he put down the kitten and let it lick the milk quickly.

"That's what we're here for. Wang Jie smiled and picked up the little flower cat......

My milk!

The little flower cat glared at her in annoyance, bad cat slave, can't you wait for me to drink all the milk?

Wang Jie touched the little cat's head, "Your Majesty, it's time to start." ”

The little flower cat meowed, got out of Wang Jie's arms, ran to the cage of the Persian cat, looked at the Persian cat with deep affection, and suddenly screamed, fell to the ground, kicked on all four legs, and spit out the old man, as if ......

The Persian cat looked at the little flower cat lying next to the cage with a surprised expression, and finally the little flower cat was motionless, and there was dark red blood flowing from the corner of its mouth......

Wang Jie walked over, sighed and shook his head, and waved his hand at Chu Xiangling, "The kitten is dead, dig a pit and bury it!"

Chu Xiangling took the dustpan, swept the little flower cat in, wiped the blood stains on the ground, and just carried the dustpan, walked out of the villa, and threw it in the flower bed in front of the door.

There is also a pit prepared next to it.

Is it true that the Persian cat's eyes widened and looked at all this without blinking?

Two tears flowed from the beautiful heterochromatic pupils of the Persian cat, and it pushed open the cage door, meowed and ran out of the door, squatted in front of the dirt pit, looked at the little flower cat that was thrown in the flower bed like garbage, and suddenly rushed over, meowing miserably, the cry was so terrible that people were moved.

"See, the Persian cat still likes His Majesty the cat very much. Wang Jie winked at Chu Xiangling and said with a smile.

The little flower cat lying on the ground was licked by the Persian cat one by one, and it was so itchy that it couldn't help but want to jump, but was stopped by Wang Jie with his consciousness, "Your Majesty the cat, success or failure is in this move, you must pretend to the end, and you must not show your stuffing!"

"But it's so itchy......," the little flower cat couldn't help but hum, and the grief-stricken Persian cat was still licking its hair, ears, and nose......

"Ahh......h

What's going on, is the little brother alive again?

The Persian cat barked happily, pounced, suddenly stopped, looked at the little brother of the flower cat who was lying on the ground and wanted to continue to pretend to be dead, and stepped back step by step, his whole body was furry, and his eyes were full of surprise.

Ben Meow understands, you're lying to me!

Little brother is necrotic!

"Cat slave, do you still pretend?" the little flower cat asked with her eyes closed, her ears twitching to feel the movement outside.

Things don't seem to be going very well!

Wang Jie habitually rubbed his hairline and scratched his head, only to see the Persian cat suddenly rush over, scratch his pants hard, hiss, Wang Jie's newly bought slacks were immediately scratched out of a big hole.

Wang Jie lamented that it is difficult to be a good person, and this master worked hard to exhaust countless brain cells to design a shocking cat life and death love for you, but not only did he not get any benefits, but also tore up the pants I bought for more than 100 yuan......

"Get up, Your Majesty Cat!" Wang Jie helplessly snapped his fingers at the little cat, and the little cat got up, and ran to Wang Jie excitedly, meowing, is it that the little princess of the Persian cat has been touched by me, is she going to reconcile with me? Meow Meow I am so happy......

"Go and see for yourself!" Wang Jienunu mouthed, pointing and running back into the cage, his whole body was full of hair, like an angry hedgehog-like Persian cat, shrugged helplessly, "Messed up!"

What, messed up?

The little flower cat saw that the Persian cat was angrily showing its tiger teeth at him, and when he was stunned, he took three steps back and came to Wang Jie, with a whirring roar in his throat, and his sharp claws popped out, according to Wang Jie's pants!

Click!

The other pant leg was also torn wide!

What a fried beast, tear your pants when you turn your face!

Wang Jie smiled, "Xiang Ling, look at it, the hole-style slacks designed for me by the two kittens, how about it, isn't it very dazzling and trendy?"

"Cut!" Chu Xiangling pursed his lips, "You are so angry that people and cats are angry!"

There was a sound of a horn in the distance, and Tang Jinyu drove back.

"Ah, it's Boss Wang!" Tang Jinyu jumped out of the car with a surprised face, and when she saw Wang Jie and Chu Xiangling at the same time, she couldn't help blushing and smiling, "When did you come?"

"It's been a while. Wang Jie put his legs together, covering up the pants that were opened by the two cats, and smiled reservedly, Chu Xiangling saw his twisted and pinched expression, and he couldn't help but say it, but he was about to laugh crazy in his heart.

"Dad, you are really, Boss Wang is not allowed to enter the house when he comes, Boss Wang just happened to be here, let's take a look at the sample film together, and then have a meal together......"

"No, I'd better go home, there's something urgent. Wang Jie smiled dryly and refused Tang Jinyu's warm invitation, and quietly stabbed Chu Xiangling's arm, "Quickly say that we have urgent matters and want to go home, hurry!"

"Yes, yes, there are a lot of cats and dogs at home that haven't been fed!" Chu Xiangling hurriedly helped, Tang Jinyu's happy eyes dimmed significantly, and smiled at Wang Jie, "Why don't I send you back!"

"No, no, you're busy. Wang Jie was already impatiently twisting his legs and walked towards the door.

"Your Majesty Maomao, let's go home, you're still stupid!" Wang Jie quietly turned his head and beckoned to Xiaohua Mao, who followed him angrily, turning back three times in one step.

"Brother Wang has time to play!" Tang Jinyu looked at the backs of the two of them and sighed softly.

"This Boss Wang, what a very interesting person!" Tang Jiajun recalled the scene just now, shook his head with a smile, and confused Tang Jinyu, what's wrong with you one by one?

It wasn't until he got into the taxi that Wang Jie breathed a sigh of relief, what a shame!

"Poor Brother Jie, isn't it blue life and death love that I have seen too much. Chu Xiangling rubbed Wang Jie's hair messily and made a sad appearance, "It must be a show of the head to come up with this kind of bad idea, so that this veterinarian can give you a number and pulse, and then prescribe some medicine......"

Wang Jie looked at the two big holes on his pants, one large and one small, and suddenly felt like crying.

This is the misfortune of the world, this is the tragedy of Maolun, this is domestic violence!