Some itchy ears.

Qinghui shook his ears and stretched out his paws, trying to slap him away.

Talk, talk, what are you doing so close?

Seeing that the little milk cat bared her little white teeth, she raised her hand to scratch his face.

Sang Li's face retreated slightly.

Watching the little milk cat who was pressed in his arms lift his paws, he scratched his little ears so gently.

Probably felt that the temperature in his arms was still alive, but this time he didn't jump in a hurry, yawned slightly, and looked at him with a pair of clear cat eyes.

The black pupils occupy three-quarters, and the golden color is only a little lighter.

Well, when you stare into the abyss, the abyss snorts at you.

And also gave you a paw.

The cat's tail behind Qinghui swayed slightly, and he tilted his little head in confusion.

What else is there that doesn't? If not, let the Spirit Sword Master come down, and play where he should go.

Don't disturb Lord Spirit Sword's pace of absorbing the essence of the sun and moon.

It's only been a day since I came to the house, and I've become a little ancestor, so when I get used to the environment, is this going to heaven?

Sang Li didn't let go, and sat directly on the sofa with the cat in his arms.

Qinghui was a little dissatisfied, but now that the sun has gone down, although the other party's technique of petting the cat is a little rough and jerky, it still feels good.

So Qinghui waved his little tail, but he didn't move his nest.

The small chin is slightly raised.

Yes, go ahead.

Sang Li hugged the cat, looked at her like this, and finally sat on the sofa, while petting the cat, while processing the rest of the documents.

When it got dark and all the work was done, Sang Li looked down and glanced at the little black cat that was sleeping on his lap.

It's just a small clump, and the little fluff that sleeps trembles and trembles, blending in with the color of his suit pants.

Sang Li's hand didn't hold back, and stroked Qinghui's fur slightly.

Soft plush touch.

The little milk cat slept quite deeply, and from time to time there was a milky meow and a whining sound in the throat.

Hearing this, Sang Li's heart was soft, and he couldn't help but whisper, and his hand touched Qinghui's kitten beard by the way.

"Isn't that meowing?"

Why do you keep screaming?

At this moment, his phone vibrated and the ringtone rang all at once.

Sang Li's movements were very fast, and he directly picked up the phone.

But seeing that the little milk cat that was sleeping peacefully still shook its ears, and its little head was raised instantly.

Still a little dazed, he tilted his head sideways, and then tried to jump out of his arms.

Hugging the little milk cat, Sang Li simply said a few words to the person on the phone.

It is the pet supply store that all kinds of goods are complete, and it has been transferred.

Not long after, a group of people came to the door.

Sang Li watched from the sidelines.

I felt that my arms moved, and when I looked down, I saw that the little thing in my arms was drilling, and then a small head came out of his armpits, and two small paws were lying on his arms, and his chin was also on his arms.

The beautiful eyes were half-open and half-closed, watching a group of people put things down, and then a few people briefly told Sang Li about the plan, and then went to install things like cat climbing frames.

Wait until things are almost packed.

The room that was originally cold and windy instantly had a lot of things.

Up and down together with the cat climbing frame,Cute kitten nests in various places.。。

The person in charge of the pet supply store came over and said, "It's all installed, what do you think?" ”