The door opened, and several stray cats of different colors broke in from outside, and as soon as they entered, they gathered around the little flower cat and meowed, pleasing it.

The little flower cat pushed them away very impatiently, and I hated it, and the concubines dodged away!

The little she-cats continued to circle around it, licking the little flower cat's fur, so that the Persian cat couldn't help but turn her head to look at it.

The little flower cat meowed softly and gave the Persian cat a big white eye.

Wang Jie and Chu Xiangling hid in the corner, looking at the arrogant expression of the little flower cat, laughing so much that their stomachs hurt.

"Does this trick work?" Chu Xiangling stabbed Wang Jie's squeaky nest and asked.

"The problem with the Persian cat is that it is the focus of the flash wherever it goes, and of course its owner is also, so it invisibly increases its arrogance. Wang Jie brushed Chu Xiangling's hanging hair aside, so as not to block his vision, and said slowly, "Generally speaking, this is the princess disease of the animal world." ”

"Oh, I seem to understand a little. Chu Xiangling laughed, "It's also called the bear child's disease, isn't it, Brother Jie?"

"That's smart. Wang Jie smiled, "So we have to start from the root of the disease, cure its princess disease, first downplay it, ignore its existence, and let it realize that the earth does not revolve around a cat." ”

"Uh-huh!" Chu Xiangling clenched his fist, "Brother Jie is right, to deal with those tsundere ladies, you have to cold them!"

"I listen to your words, it seems to mean something else!" Wang Jie laughed and asked.

"How can there be?" Chu Xiangling chuckled and pinched it in Wang Jie's squeaky nest, "Okay, you train the kitten obediently, I'm going to work!"

"It's time for your twelve-handed Jetta to be replaced!" Wang Jie looked at her back and shouted, "Don't make a fuss all day long!"

"That's good!" Chu Xiangling turned around and winked at him with big beautiful eyes, "I'll sell this first, and then buy a fifteen-hand tractor!"

Gotcha, the more you talk about it, the more out of the score!

The morning passed, and the Persian cat still looked up proudly, looking at the crowd rushing outside.

Wang Jie continued to do the work at hand, cleaning up the cage and adding water and materials, but there was a little episode in the process of adding water.

The pregnant guinea pig seemed to be in a bad mood, baring her teeth and lashing out at her husband, and as soon as the guinea pig saw Wang Jie coming, she tried to communicate with him.

"Master, help, the crazy woman is going crazy. The male guinea pig pleaded pitifully like countless husbands who have been disciplined by their wives, but the female guinea pig still refused to give up, bared her front teeth to bite it, and the male guinea pig had to hide in the corner and ask Wang Jie for help.

Wang Jie had no choice but to take it out of the cage, put it in an empty small single room, and touched its head, "Pregnant women are like this, this is called irritable mood syndrome during pregnancy, you should understand more!"

"Well, the male is hard. The male guinea pig blinked his small black grape-like eyes and lay down in the cage, looking at the ladies in the cage next door from a distance.

Can I take this as a show-off?

Wang Jie feels that this male guinea pig is a bit in the blessing and does not know the blessing, you are enjoying the high-quality benefits handed down from the evil old society of polygamy, and you also fucking told Lao Tzu, a single dog, the sweet pain after marriage, this is not showing off?

Yaya, four wives, and said that they were tired, but Lao Tzu didn't have one!

Wang Jie put down the broom, looked at the male guinea pig, and then looked at the little flower cat surrounded by the group, and suddenly felt so tired.

Eight hours passed, and the Persian cat didn't seem to react at all, still occupying the best position on the sofa, meowing, disgusted with the jasmine water, disgusted with the cat food that was not of grade enough, disgusted with the little flower cat that threw at it from time to time, and disgusted with the cool leather sofa......

Anyway, he doesn't want everything in this house!

The little flower cat repelled the female cats, climbed onto Wang Jie's shoulder, and looked at the Persian cat, its white beard drooping with a sad face.

"Didn't you say it worked, but it still didn't react at all!" the little flower cat meowed, doubting Wang Jie's methods.

"Alas, it seems that I have a big move!" Wang Jie threw down the broom, came to the Persian cat, pressed a hand on the top of the kitten's head, and with a burst of purple light, five development points entered the Persian cat's mind.

"Can you hear me?" Wang Jie stroked the soft and smooth white fur of the Persian cat and communicated with her with consciousness.

"Meow!" the Persian cat wagged its tail gracefully, "I can hear you, what do you want to say, lowly cat slave?"

What the?

Wang Jie blew up on the spot, in the eyes of the little flower cat, I am indeed a fake cat slave, but in the eyes of this Persian cat, I have to add the word "humble"!

Do cat slaves also have ranks?

"Of course!" the Persian cat glanced at him, slowly licking her little paws as white as snow, "Princess Ben needs the sweetest water, the most delicious food, the most comfortable blanket, and the softest furballs...... Instead of drinking this bitter water and eating this kind of garbage that your throat!"

Wang Jie was very shocked by the Persian cat's remarks, he knew that the Persian cat would definitely dislike this place, but he didn't expect to portray his warm pet store so unbearable!

"And ...... Let that self-righteous miscellaneous kitten stay away from this princess!" The Persian cat glanced at Wang Jie with disgust, lowered his head, and continued to lick his little fluffy paws in a posture that he thought was elegant.

"It's over!" Wang Jie spread his hands and patted the little flower cat's head, "Your Majesty, I was wrong, the Persian cat is not a princess disease, but a ......"

What is it?

The little cat patted his palm, looked at him with big eyes, and asked with his ears ridged.

"Brain-dead. After Wang Jie finished speaking, he nodded his head and confirmed his conclusion, yes, standard brain defect syndrome.

"Can it be cured?" the little flower cat still didn't give up.

Wang Jie didn't speak, he found a compendium of materia medica from the bookshelf on the second floor, flipped through it for a long time, and finally patted the page of the book, pointing to the words on it: "Look, doesn't this say 'so the brain-dead have no medicine and no medicine', there is no help!"

Rely on it, rely on it!

The little cat's ears suddenly drooped, and her beautiful royal blue eyes were full of decline.

"Maybe......" Wang Jie couldn't bear to see His Majesty Cat being trapped by love and getting thinner and thinner, and he quickly thought of countless ways in his mind, and finally gritted his teeth, try it!

"Is there a way?" the little cat's eyes suddenly lit up, holding Wang Jie's fingers, and meowed flatteringly.

Cat slave hurry up and find a way, as long as you help me with this, I will listen to you in the future!

"Really?" Wang Jie smiled cheaply, pulled the little flower cat's beard and pulled it, and the little flower cat meowed angrily.

"Finally, I want to say again, everything is to cure the Persian cat's brain disease as the ultimate goal, and it is not allowed to turn his face or feel distressed!" Wang Jie felt that he had to emphasize with the little flower cat and give it a preventive shot in advance.

"Meow!" the little cat squealed urgently, full of promise.