Last Saturday night, the Persian cat gave birth to four kittens alone, fleshy, cute and cute.

By the time the Tang father and daughter got up early to exercise, the four little milk cats were already lying under the belly of the Persian cat, sucking milk.

Tang Jinyu wanted to take one out and take a look, but the Persian cat went against its docile personality in the past, and actually blew up its fur and hissed at her, which frightened Tang Jinyu and hurriedly withdrew her hand, so she had to watch from a distance through the iron fence.

Three of the four kittens are white, very much like Persian cats, one white to the end, pure white, white like clouds on the horizon, not mixed with a trace of variegation.

The other one is half hundred and half black, except for a pair of beautiful eyes with blue and gold heterochromatic pupils, the rest of the body does not look like a Persian cat at all.

This little guy is also the most mischievous, often meowing and trying to jump out of the cage and see the outside world, but each time he is picked up by the Persian cat and pressed under him, revealing only a small round head.

"Meow!" the little flower cat blinked its beautiful golden and blue mandarin duck eyes, spit out its little red tongue, and arched under its mother's belly like a loach, making a milky sound.

The first time Wang Jie saw this little cat, he felt that the little thing was full of spirituality, if he guessed correctly, it must have inherited the best genes of these two spirit pets, and even like the macaw, it was born to be a spirit pet.

Wang Jie guessed correctly, the little flower cat was born to be a first-class spirit pet, according to the introduction of the system, the most peculiar thing about this kitten is that it has a strong spirit pet bloodline, and the future is limitless.

And the other three white kittens, although they are also much stronger than the average Persian, unfortunately have no spirituality, but they are ordinary people, and they are not all cats!

The two sharp hind paws of the little flower cat grabbed Wang Jie's clothes, hid behind his head, and looked in the direction of the Persian cat.

"Meow ......" The Persian cat saw that it was this damn negative meow, and immediately became angry, and gestured at the little flower cat, the little flower cat was so frightened that she hurriedly hid behind Wang Jie's head, raised a paw and rubbed her head, "Meow, scared the cat to death, how did my concubine become fierce......"

"Women, before marriage, are angels, and after marriage, witches. Wang Jie smiled, touched the head of the little cat, and said with relief.

The little flower cat saw the little flower cat hiding behind Wang Jie, let out a milky cry, and the two little paws hooked the iron railing hard, and crawled out little by little.

Surprisingly, the Persian cat did not intervene to stop it, and allowed his child to climb the iron fence more than a man high.

"Meow!" the little cat stood at the top of the iron fence, looked up at the crystal chandelier on the roof of the shed, and then at the Persian cat mother who was lying in the cage and licking her younger siblings, tilted her head and barked.

It was unsteady, its body tilted, and it fell outside the cage with a snap.

The Persian cat looked at his son, who had fallen on the marble floor and meowed miserably, shook his head, picked up the three little ones of the same color as himself, and hid in the corner.

The little flower cat jumped down from Wang Jie, ran to the little milk cat, tilted his head and looked at this soft and cute cute thing, with a confused face, is this his son?

I didn't expect my child to look like this!

The little milk cat raised its head, its eyes were bent into a crescent shape, and its two little paws hugged the left front paw of the little flower cat, meowing and meowing, and kept petting it.

For some reason, the little cat's frightened, fearful, and even a little apprehensive heart was instantly melted by this cat cry one after another, and it slowly lowered its head, bit the little cat's neck with its mouth, and took it in front of Wang Jie.

Cat slave, come and see, this is my child, I have an heir to my country, meow!

Wang Jie bent down and picked up this little guy who was less than ten centimeters long and had grown a black and white fluff, and he liked it very much for a while, but such a small milk cat, if he got out of the arms of the mother cat, he might have only one end.

Starve.

Wang Jie wanted to put the kitten back in the cage, but the Persian cat stopped doing it, hissing and threatening, he had no choice but to put the kitten in his hand, not to put it, not to let it go, in a dilemma.

Tang Jiajun walked over, grabbed the little milk cat, touched his head lovingly, and reached out to put the little milk cat back in the cage, but was stopped by Wang Jie.

"Uncle Tang, the Persian cat has abandoned its cubs, and if you put the little one in now, the Persian cat will definitely bite it to death. Wang Jie said with a worried face, Tang Jiajun also frowned when he heard it, what can I do?

"Let's not bother the Persian cat just yet, it's very nervous now, and everyone is a bad person. Wang Jie quietly pointed to the Persian cat in the cage and said to Tang Jiajun, who had no choice but to hold the poor little milk cat and come to the sofa.

His Majesty's gaze never left the little black and white cat, and when several people sat down on the sofa, it came over and kept sniffing at the little cat, as if to keep this smell in mind.

"Daddy, we can't give up the kitten right now. Tang Jinyu's attitude was very resolute, "If the Persian cat is not raised, then we will raise it." ”

"I, I can't do it!" Sister Zhang saw Tang Jiajun's gaze drifting towards her, and waved her hand again and again, "I'm clumsy, I can't take care of such a small thing, in case I bump it......"

"I want to feed, but it's just ......" Tang Jinyu sighed, "I'm too busy with work to get out of it!"

Tang Jiajun is even more impossible, he is already sixty years old, and now he has to be taken care of by someone in his diet and daily life, and he still has a cat?

When the time comes, maybe it's people who have cats, or cats who keep people!

The eyes of the three people turned to Wang Jie in unison, and they all showed meaningful smiles, Boss Wang, aren't you a professional pet, I'm afraid I have to ask you for this matter!

"Me, it's okay for me to feed the big cat, it's really difficult for such a small kitten......" Wang Jie just said no, Tang Jiajun couldn't help but take out the checkbook, brush and write down the next number, sign his name, and stuff it into Wang Jie's hand, "Boss Wang, I have paid for the monthly cost of this little milk cat, how about it?"

"This, this price is too ......" Wang Jie frowned, looked at the bright word "wanton", and secretly said in his heart that he was really rich, 40,000 yuan a month, just to feed a little milk cat.

Wang Jie doesn't really understand the tastes of rich people.

"You're welcome, you're the best at cats and dogs! We all believe in you!" Tang Jinyu clapped her hands, snatched the checkbook and tore it off, and smiled at Wang Jie, "How do you know if you can do it if you don't try?" Don't worry, even if we die, we won't blame you!"

"Boss Wang can't do it, isn't there still Miss Chu?" Tang Jinyu also looked at Wang Jie with a smile, and her beautiful eyes were full of hope.

"Okay, okay!" Wang Jie looked at the five-figure check and reluctantly accepted the daunting task.

He picked up the little milk cat, touched its beard, although the little guy was small, but he was not afraid of people, lying in Wang Jie's palm coquettishly, and making a milky cry, His Majesty the cat was a little jealous.

But the generosity of His Majesty is like a cat, how can he compete with his little baby for favor? He licked the fur of the little milk cat little by little with his tongue, and the little one itched to make a purring sound, and turned around comfortably, revealing his white little belly.

It's a tom cat again.

Wang Jie muttered to himself.