Chapter 90: The President Is Looking for Cats Every Day 21
Qinghui flicked his little tail.
Look at the other hand.
Slender, fair and beautiful.
Qinghui turned around, leaned in with a small face, and sniffed his fingertips.
Then don't look away if you're not interested.
I want to go back again.
But the cat is already in front of her, and it is impossible for her to retreat.
Sang Li's eyes were quick, and he directly fished the little milk cat into his hands.
dragged the place under the two front legs, and fished the little black cat directly into his arms.
Qinghui's reaction was also one step slower.
The whole cat was lying in the man's arms.
I couldn't help but tilt my head a little confused.
Then the little head was held up and a pacifier was stuffed in the mouth.
Although the taste of goat's milk is not the one I like very much, I don't hate the taste.
And after two sips, I did feel a little hungry.
Plus the chin is dragged and the milk is fed.
Qinghui's beautiful eyes narrowed like this, and he took small sips.
Sang Li sat on the sofa and looked at the little milk cat lying on his lap and being fed with his chin propped up.
He was much more skilled than yesterday, feeding the kitten drowsy.
Seeing that Qinghui's beautiful eyes were half-open and half-squinted, almost the weight of his little head was pressed into his palm.
Sang Li scratched her chin slightly, and a smile tugged at the corner of her lips.
You don't have to struggle at all.
Just smash it, smash it, smash it, and if you don't open your eyes, you'll be full of food and drink.
touched Qinghui's soft little belly, and saw that a small jar of milk had been drunk by her.
Sang Li put the little milk cat in the cat kennel next to him.
Watch her yawn lazily and roll around on it twice.
This is the time to start eating on your own.
It's still a while before going to work.
Plus, he's a little unsure of what to do with the little milk kitten.
If she is taken to work, she is so small and has poor resistance, will there be any accidents when she takes it out.
But if you don't take it out, it's not very reassuring to keep such a kitten at home.
Thinking so, Sang Li finished his breakfast and turned his head to look at the pile of cat teasing sticks and the like that were placed next to him.
Yesterday, I saw a post on the Internet saying that the little milk cat is energetic, lively and active, and needs to be accompanied by the owner to play often, which is also a good time to enhance the relationship.
Sang Li thought for a long time.
Take out a feathered teasing stick from the stick.
sat down near the cat's nest where Qinghui was lying on his stomach.
The feather teaser in his hand trembled.
Qinghui's attention was attracted.
The gaze was glued.
I feel like my claws are a little itchy.
I want to scratch.
But today there is no sun either, it is still raining outside, and the temperature is low.
Lord Spirit Sword doesn't have any spirit, he just wants to eat and lie down.
Qinghui let out a whimper and lay back into the nest softly.
Swinging his tail perfunctorily twice.
After dancing for five minutes, Sang Li narrowed his eyes a little suspiciously.
I feel like I'm acting a little stupid.
"Ball ball."
The man's magnetic voice rang out.
"Whew."
What's wrong, you have to play with you if you have a cat?
Qinghui looked up at him dissatisfied, then looked at the feather he stretched out, raised his little paw, snapped down, and held the feather.
The tail moved.
It's full of perfunctory.
When your cat doesn't want to play with you and just wants to perfunctory you, that's probably what it looks like.
Sang Li looked at his little black cat motionless, and even yawned.
A feather is pressed under the paws.
Sang Li had a subtle feeling, as if he was being amused.