Chapter 89: Little Flower Cat's Bitter Love Drama
He really loves this very smart little flower cat, and he has to play with the little flower cat for a while every day, Tang Jiajun even proposed to his daughter to buy this little flower cat, so that he has something to do after work every day, which can greatly relieve the pressure of work.
Tang Jinyu shook her head again and again, "Dad, this kitten is a contracted actor in my studio, you won't detain it at home and watch me go bankrupt!"
Tang Jiajun was taught a lesson by his daughter, his face flushed, he rubbed his hands, and his eyes secretly looked at the ceiling.
"Besides, the owner of the kitten is Brother Wang, and if Brother Wang doesn't speak, no one will want to buy it. Tang Jinyu touched the little cat's head and said with a smile, "Isn't it, kitten, you only listen to Boss Wang's words, right?"
"Meow meow!" The little flower cat barked happily twice, wagging its tail, you said the wrong female cat slave, Wang Jie is my intimate cat slave!
The whole world is mine, and you are all my cat slaves!
"Why don't you have a good talk with the owner of that pet shop?" Tang Jiajun's eyes lit up, and a light of hope rose again, "As long as you can leave the little flower cat at our house to accompany me, you can spend as much as you want." ”
"People don't care about money!" Tang Jinyu smiled and dispelled his father's thoughts, "He is a person who looks at money very lightly." ”
"Listening to your tone, you seem to know him very well?" Tang Jiajun smelled a strange smell from her words.
"I hate it, Dad!" Tang Jinyu's face turned red and pushed his father, Tang Jiajun laughed, "I still said that there is no story, my face is as red as an apple!"
"Dad deliberately tricked me, let's ignore him when I leave the kitten!" Tang Jinyu stomped his feet angrily, hugged the little flower cat and ran away.
"Hey, hey, you dead girl, leave the cat behind!" Tang Jiajun clapped his hands in a hurry.
The belly of the little princess of the Persian cat bulged day by day, and the little flower cat looked inside through the cage, her long eyebrows twisted together, and she looked sad.
Tang Jinyu picked up the little cat, "Are you happy, kitten, cat, I'm going to be a father......"
"Meow Meow...... Woo!" The little flower cat drooped her beard and looked at her listlessly, unhappy, unhappy, the Persian cat ignored me.
"Don't be unhappy, kitten, Persian cat still has a month to give birth to a baby, or I'll send you back first, Boss Wang should miss you too......"
The little flower cat looked at the Persian cat licking its paws in the cage, looked out the window again, meowed, slapped Tang Jinyu, and agreed.
Seeing that the little flower cat followed Tang Jinyu into the car, and turned her head to look at it, the Persian cat jumped out of the cage and looked at the car that was getting farther and farther away, and it seemed to see that until the end, the little flower cat was still lying on the window glass and looking into the house.
"Meow!" the Persian cat meowed, crouching in front of the window, stunned.
"Why did this kitten come out? look, this house is made, and the ground is full of cat hair...... Sister Zhang frowned to clean up the cat hair on the carpet, and the Persian cat glanced at her, step by step back into the cage, looking out the window in a daze.
This look is ......
Despise?
Sister Zhang's face flushed, she didn't expect to be despised by a cat for the first time after serving in this house for almost a year!
Since the little flower cat came back, he squatted on the windowsill and looked around, and every time he saw a white kitten passing by, he meowed excitedly, and then watched people go away with disappointment.
"Does Your Majesty miss the Persian cat?" asked Wang Jie, picking him up.
"Meow!" the little cat shook her ears and admitted.
"The Persian cat ignores me, never ignores me, and is often fierce, I am very sad, the cat slave quickly thinks of a way, as long as you come up with a good way, I will give you a bag of small dried fish......"
"Your Majesty is really bloody!" Wang Jie was shocked, what kind of serious emotional entanglement could be made for such a rich reward as a bag of dried fish from Xiaohua Cat to ask for a solution?
Looks like the problem is tricky......
Wang Jie rubbed his hands, endured the little flower cat patting his head lightly, meowing and urging him to hurry up and think of a way, cat slave hurry up and think of a way, cat slave hurry up and think about it......
"Hit the skull again, break it......" Wang Jie raised his hand to block the little flower cat monk's attack like knocking on the wooden fish, his brows were tightly locked, and he thought hard about a good plan.
"I remembered. After being slapped more than 300 times by the cat's paws, Wang Jie suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind and came up with a brilliant idea.
"My trick is borrowed from Hong Kong, Taiwan and Taiji's bitter love drama, so when the time comes, His Majesty Cat will deign to cooperate with it......" Wang Jie's eyebrows danced and said his good idea, the little flower cat shook his beard and patted Wang Jie's face, is this idea okay?
"Okay, I'll know if I've tried it!"
Just do it, Wang Jie picked up the little flower cat, ran out of the door, and almost collided with Chu Xiangling, who had just entered the door.
"Brother Jie, let the dog chase it!" Chu Xiangling hurriedly flashed, but she was still bumped, and she took a cold breath in pain.
"I'm sorry Xiangling, you help me take care of the house first, I'll go to Tang Jinyu, it's a bit urgent. Wang Jie said anxiously.
"I'll go too!" When Chu Xiangling heard that Wang Jie was going to find Tang Jinyu, he immediately pouted, and he had to follow.
"Okay, let's go!" Wang Jie stopped a taxi and went straight to Tang Jinyu's house.
It was the first time for Wang Jie to visit such a luxurious villa, with huge floor-to-ceiling windows, thick linen curtains, priceless mahogany furniture, and three sets of Swarovski crystal chandeliers overhead......
"Meow!" The little flower cat broke free from his embrace, screamed and ran into the arms of Tang Jiajun, who was watching TV, rubbing his chin with his little head, making him laugh.
"Little guy, why are you back again?" Tang Jiajun picked up the little flower cat and asked affectionately.
The little flower cat raised her head and meowed in the direction of Wang Jie, and Tang Jiajun realized that at some point, there were two young people standing at the door.
Little Flower Cat jumped off the sofa, ran to Wang Jie's side, bit his pants with his teeth, and dragged him in front of Tang Jiajun, Wang Jie smiled at him very embarrassedly, "Hello, my name is Wang Jie, I am very presumptuous to disturb your ......"
"Sit down!" Tang Jiajun moved and patted the sofa beside him, "That beauty, come and sit together!"
Chu Xiangling twisted his hands together, looked up and down the luxuriously decorated villa with his big beautiful eyes, sat down next to Wang Jie, put his head on Wang Jie's shoulder, and whispered, It's really a mansion!
"Shhhh Wang Jie quietly pinched her and reminded.
"Sister Zhang, three glasses of juice...... Add another glass of milk!" Tang Jiajun picked up the phone extension and explained, then turned around, looked Wang Jie up and down, nodded and shook his head, seeing that Wang Jie was uncomfortable.
"Our whole family loves this little cat, he is our pistachio. Tang Jiajun said and picked up the little flower cat and kissed it, and looked at Sister Zhang, who came out with juice, dumbfounded.
Big brother, this kind of cat specializes in catching mice, how dirty it is, it's good for you, kiss!
Sister Zhang sometimes thinks that the tastes of people in the city are really elusive.