There were two little milk cats that were less than the size of a palm, and from their throats, a low snort overflowed.

The hungry cat growled.

Shallow coffee paused, and couldn't help but speak, "Lord Qinghui, the cat is meowing, not meowing. ’

Qinghui opened his mouth: "Whoa! ”

I won't listen.

Lord Spirit Sword, you can call it whatever you want.

That's what I said.

The door of the car was opened all at once.

The place where Kiyoki is hiding is under the rear seat.

It felt like the car was sinking.

Then the little light in front of me dimmed even more.

A pair of long legs appeared in front of Qinghui's eyes.

Qinghui's big golden eyes blinked.

Then the car shook and started moving.

Qinghui lazily lay under the seat, listening to the reassurance of the light coffee.

The little tail behind him swayed slightly.

I've sorted out the information on this plane.

In this plane, Mingyue's name is Sang Li, and he is the investment president of a multinational company.

And she is a pure black British short-milked cat who had slipped out of a cat dealer's hands.

happened to meet Sang Li's car that was meeting a customer nearby, and the instinct to escape made it rush up all of a sudden.

In the end, the cat dealers couldn't find her to escape, and that's the way to go.

And then she's been hiding here ever since.

Looking at his appearance, Qinghui raised his chin a little dissatisfied.

Although in the dark, except for Qinghui's big eyes, Qianjia really didn't see where her chin was and where her body was.

'Coffee, you're saying that when I become human, my physical fitness will go up? ’

'Yes, yes. ’

Qianjia nodded busily, hoping that Qinghui could be honest.

We're all like this, so don't just think about finding someone to fight.

Qinghui was slightly satisfied.

So now the only problem...... She was hungry.

At this time, the car suddenly slowed down.

Qinghui almost couldn't stop and planted it.

There was a low snort in his throat.

The little paws are all stretched out, and they hold the ground and don't let go.

The small body is not planted.

But quiet inside the carriage.

The milky sound of milk.

It's a bit abrupt.

Sang Li, who was originally sitting in the car seat, wearing glasses, and looking down at the Chinese piece in his hand, paused slightly.

A pair of light-colored eyes with a little sharpness glanced down.

The voice was so small that the front seat might not be able to hear it clearly, but sitting here, he didn't miss the slightest movement.

But what is that sound......

Or did someone turn on the listener? Or was there something else installed in his car?

After all, in this position, there are too many people who don't like him.

But it's really the first one who is so daring.

The corners of Sang Li's lips twitched, and a sneer was drawn.

That face was a little bookish, very good-looking, but with a coldness that rejected people thousands of miles away.

Then the fingertips tapped on the back of the chair in front.

A nice magnetic voice sounded, a little softly, "pull over." ”

"Yes, boss."

Qinghui hadn't reacted yet, what was going on.

The car braked again, and the steering stopped.

The little black cat almost rolled under the seat.

Fortunately, he didn't let go.

It felt like the car had stopped.

The doors were open and closed.

Qinghui felt the hunger in his stomach for a moment.

Finally got out from under the saddle.

Turning his head sideways, his eyes met the man who had already gotten out of the car and was standing at the door of the car.

The moon on this plane is also beautiful.

The little black cat shook its ears and raised its invisible chin proudly, thinking to herself.