The corgi looked at the little white dog's full food bowl, wagged his tail happily, lowered his head and began to eat.

Even though it's only cooked cornmeal, it's still very happy.

It tastes really good!

Barking!

Corgi wagged his little tail as he ate, and soon licked the bowl to the ground.

From then on, the little white dog went to grab the corgi's food, and the corgi ate the little white dog's, and both dogs ate very happily and happily.

Wang Jie sometimes thinks that the taste of rich people is really elusive, and even the taste of their dogs is so incredible.

In addition to eating inferior dog food, corgi dogs also eat watermelon skins, cucumbers, and vegetable leaves, in short, they catch what to gnaw on, what to see and what to eat, and once even gnawed the green peppers used to stir-fry vegetables, which were so spicy that they screamed and ran around the house.

Wang Jie helplessly hugged the corgi who was scurrying around like a rabbit, carried it to the pool in the small garden, and looked at the puppy that plunged into the pool and desperately drank water to relieve the spicy taste, and couldn't help but have a big head.

There was a little white dog lying on his stomach next to the grass, looking at Wang Jie with thief eyebrows, and quietly slipped into the kitchen while Wang Jie was not paying attention.

He's been eyeing the big bones in the kitchen for a long time.

He began to miss the days when the little flower cat was at home, as long as His Majesty the cat made a move, he would deter this group of unscrupulous puppies.

I wonder what happened to Her Majesty? Wang Jie picked up his mobile phone and wanted to call Tang Jinyu to ask about the current situation of the little flower cat.

After all, the little flower cat is gone for three or four days, who wouldn't want to?

WeChat beeped, Wang Jie looked at it, it were the two photos sent by Tang Jinyu, as for the owner of the photo, it was naturally His Majesty Maomao, whom he missed very much now.

In the first photo, the little flower cat squatted in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with a lonely face, staring blankly at the little princess of the Persian cat who was waving her paws at it.

In the second photo, the Persian cat is lying in a cage, licking its paws comfortably, and there are already signs of pregnancy on its bulging belly.

In the distance, the little flower cat squatted on the cat rack, and her big royal blue eyes were full of helplessness.

Wang Jie looked at these two photos, sneered, pointed his fingers, and forwarded them to Chu Xiangling.

His Majesty Cat squatted in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking out of the window helplessly, what he didn't expect was that the originally innocent and cute little Persian cat princess had now turned into a cub protector.

Although they have not yet given birth to kittens, the Persian cat is wary of these little creatures in its belly to the point that all plants and trees are soldiers.

Tang Jinyu instructed the maid to be cautious when cleaning the room, and not to scare the kitten, the maid was full of promises, but a little disapproving, isn't it just a little country cat! You can buy a basket for a hundred dollars, as for paying so much attention to it!

The maid's name is Sister Zhang, a retired primary school teacher from the countryside, her daughter and son-in-law bought a house in the city and brought her to live in the city, but Sister Zhang is an idle person, so she applied for Tang Jinyu's house to be a servant, 4,000 yuan a month, eating and living together, but also leisurely.

The key is that Tang Jinyu has a good character, treats Sister Zhang like a family member, and never dictates to her.

Therefore, in order to repay Tang Jinyu's kindness, Sister Zhang is very serious and meticulous in her work, and she can endure some things that are not pleasing to the eye.

"Cat, come and eat dried fish." Sister Zhang took out a bag of imported small dried fish, tore it open, poured out two pieces, and sent it to the Persian cat, who shook his beard, looked at the small dried fish, licked it, but had no appetite.

"Alas! This cat is picky enough! Sister Zhang sighed, put the dried fish back, put it on the shelf, and turned around and went into the kitchen.

The door opened, Tang Jinyu's father Tang Jiajun pushed the door in, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw the little flower cat who was a guest at home, and clapped his hands at the little flower cat, "Come over here, see what this is?" ”

Tang Jiajun held a cat teasing stick in his hand and gestured twice at Xiaohua Mao, who looked coldly at the billionaire and turned his face aside.

Cat teaser?

Go tease those ignorant kittens!

Immature!

Little Flower Cats have always scoffed at these kinds of toys.

Tang Jiajun scratched his head and smiled a little awkwardly, he didn't expect that he would be despised by a kitten.

"Don't cats like to eat small dried fish?" Tang Jiajun saw the small dried fish on the shelf, so he took it, poured out two pieces, put them on the ground, and hooked the kitten with his fingers, "Cat, come on, there are ...... dried fish to eat."

Tang Jinyu held the vegetable plate, looked at the suit and didn't have time to take it off, so he squatted on the ground to tease the cat's father, and smiled, his father hadn't been so happy for a long time.

Since His Majesty the Cat came, Dad has been happier and happier day by day, playing with the kitten late every day.

In his words, this kitten is spiritual, a look, a movement, it can understand what you mean, unlike those expensive and stupid purebred cats, only stupid to eat and sleep in a daze.

The little flower cat picked up the dried fish and took two bites, looked at the little Persian cat princess hiding in the cage, sighed meowly, jumped into Tang Jiajun's arms, grabbed his clothes and climbed to his shoulder, a pair of royal blue eyes looked out the window, as if he wanted to see the shadow of the master.

No, it's my shovel officer.

"Is the kitten homesick?" Tang Jiajun touched the ears of the little flower cat and carefully maintained his balance, "Shall we watch TV?" ”

"Dad, it's time to eat!" Tang Jinyu shouted with a smile.

"You eat first, I'll watch TV with the kitten first, let's go and watch cartoons......"

Tang Jiajun ran away with the little flower cat.

"The boss seems to have been having a lot of fun lately." Sister Zhang put the rosewood chopsticks in place, said with a smile, Tang Jinyu snorted, "Since my mother died, I haven't seen my father so happy." ”

"Miss, don't blame me for being too talkative, cats and dogs have more bacteria on their bodies, so it's better to touch them less......" Sister Zhang saw that Tang Jinyu didn't mean to refute, so she continued, "This kind of kitten, in our countryside, is to watch the food hoarding and catch the mouse, and no one buys it for ten yuan!" ”

"Aunt Zhang, you will slowly discover the excellence of this kitten." Tang Jinyu smiled, you are not the first person to say this.

However, those people eventually became His Majesty's most loyal cat slaves.

"A native cat, what's so strange ......about it," Sister Zhang muttered, sitting down to eat.

The little flower cat was lying on the sofa, crooked into a Ge You paralyzed, holding down the remote control under her paws, not letting Tang Jiajun change the channel.

Tang Jiajun shook his head helplessly, so he had to watch the animal world with the little flower cat.

"Kitten, have you finished reading it, what have you learned?" Tang Jiajun picked up the little flower cat, teased its beard, and asked.

The little cat broke free from his big hand, jumped onto the carpet, swooped upward, grabbed the silk mask of the sofa, and sprang up in a few ups and downs.

"What else?" Tang Jiajun was secretly surprised in his heart, this kitten can really understand my words!

He quietly took out the electric mouse he had just bought when he got off work, pressed the switch and put it on the ground.

The little flower cat made a whirring sound in its throat, swooped forward, its front paws popped out, and only once, it grabbed the electric mouse, and then pressed the neck of the electric mouse.

The little flower cat took the squeaky electric mouse in its mouth, threw it on the sofa, jumped on it, pressed the belly of the mouse with two paws, picked the tip of the claw, lifted the back cover, pulled out the battery, and threw it on the ground.

It raised its head, meowed at Tang Jiajun, and wagged its tail proudly.

This cat is not ordinary!

Tang Jiajun muttered secretly in his heart.