It was not enough to hang on Zhang Lingying's chest, as if he still felt very uneasy, and desperately rubbed in Zhang Lingying's arms.

At this scene, Lu Jing was furious, and he didn't dare to take it out, so he could only stare at it with vicious eyes.

The little mirror seemed to notice it, the cat's head stretched out from Zhang Lingying's arms, glanced at Lu Jing, and barked at him fiercely.

The cry was very poignant, as if Lu Jing had hit it, not at all like the cute appearance of being coquettish and cute in front of Zhang Lingying.

Not to mention that Lu Jing was surprised, Zhang Lingying was also surprised.

She handed the slippers to Lu Jing, then looked down at the little thing in her arms, reached out and rubbed its little head, "What's wrong?" Are you scared? ”

"Meow—" a soft, pitiful cry.

Zhang Lingying's heart was softened by it, and she smoothed it more and more gently, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, he's not a bad person." ”

She didn't forget that the veterinarian reminded her that when the cat just changed the environment, it was prone to stress reactions, and in severe cases, it would die.

From following her home, to living in the cat kennel arranged by her, and eating the food she gave, the little mirror responded very well and adapted very well, and nothing happened.

Zhang Lingying was originally very relieved that she picked up a well-behaved baby.

As a result, now when I look at the reaction of the small mirror to the land mirror, I am suddenly a little worried.

The small mirror is not in good health, but you have to pay attention to it.

For a while, she didn't bother to greet Lu Jing and let him sit by himself for a while, while she squatted in front of the cat nest with the small mirror in her arms and asked it to drink some water.

The hand has been gently smoothing the hair of the little mirror, until the mood of the little mirror, which is favored by the mother, has stabilized.

Lu Jing had been watching from the side, and when she saw Zhang Lingying's meticulous appearance towards a little wild cat, she inexplicably thought that if she had her own child, she would definitely be more gentle......

This thought only flashed in Lu Jing's mind, but it seemed to take root and linger.

Immediately afterwards, he remembered that in Zhang Lingying's eyes now, he was not even as good as a cat.

It's really that people are more angry than cats!

"Can I hug it?" Lu Jing suddenly spoke.

As the saying goes, a big husband can bend and stretch.

Although he didn't like this little wild cat that could only pretend to be pitiful, Zhang Lingying liked it so much that others had to bow their heads under the eaves.

"Meow—"

Hearing that Lu Jing was about to hug it, the little mirror screamed at him a little softer.

Zhang Lingying wasn't sure whether it was agreeing or refusing, so she cautiously hugged the cat in front of her eyes and looked at it, "Can you let Uncle Lu hug you?" He won't hurt you. ”

Zhang Lingying saw that the little mirror stopped screaming, and carefully put it into Lu Jing's arms.

"You touch it gently, and it loves to be touched by people touching its head and belly."

"Okay."

Lu Jing clumsily hugged the kitten, like a novice father holding a child for the first time, like a big enemy and full of expectations.

Hearing Zhang Lingying's words, he reached out and touched the cerebellum, and when he saw that the kitten didn't react, he touched its belly again.

I didn't touch any flesh, only a handful of bones.

This kitten is also too skinny to feel anything.

"By the way, how do you know that I picked up the kitten next to the trash can?" Zhang Lingying poured him a glass of water from the kitchen, and when she saw Lu Jing, who got along well with the small mirror, she asked curiously.

Continental mirror concentrating on cat: "......"

He just asked casually, but he didn't expect her to remember.