Chapter 72: The President Is Looking for Cats Every Day 3

And when he got the boss's instructions, he was engrossed in searching the driver and assistant in the car.

Three big men just stood outside the car door.

I watched as a small black mass came out from under the saddle.

The milk in the milk seems to be unsteady, and the walk is a little shaky, just a mess of black.

Immediately after that, two small spikes appeared on the black, trembled, raised their heads, and two big eyes appeared in the black.

The pitch-black pupils only seemed to be wrapped in a small round and brilliant golden galaxy on the outside, and other than that, nothing else could be seen.

It's a natural protective color, such a small thing, if it were hidden under the seat.

Even if you look at her, you may not be able to spot her.

Qinghui also yelled at them.

Seeing that there was no reaction from the crowd.

Qinghui raised his foot and tried to walk towards Sang Li.

Why don't you give a reaction?

But because Qinghui has never tried to walk on four legs.

It's a little milk cat stumbling in itself.

So this is even more crooked.

Walked to the door of the car and tried to jump out of the car.

As a result, because the movements were too unskillful, this jump jumped high.

Sang Li looked at such a small group, made a leap of faith, and then successfully confiscated it and landed on the ground with his face.

The little tail was still shaking behind him, and he rolled several times until he reached Sang Li's feet, and then it stopped.

The little paws snapped and grabbed his trouser legs.

I shook my head a little dazedly and grabbed a few more.

Leaves a few dusty plum paw prints on his black pants.

Then he raised his head.

Sang Li bowed his head.

I could only see two eyes appear in a cloud of black, looking at him like this, a little unruly.

"Boss, this seems to be ...... Cat? ”

Sang Li's personal assistant hugged Wanli's voice a little hesitantly, looking at the little milk cat who grabbed his boss's trouser leg and scratched it as a cat scratcher, his expression was quite dazed.

How could there be such a little milk cat in their car?

Sang Li's deep voice responded lightly, and he naturally saw what was coming.

Bent down and picked up the little black ball, which was still a little dizzy, by the back of his neck.

Match those big eyes.

The little milk cat Hui is quite brave, and he barked on his little white teeth, obviously being carried in his arms, and he looked very arrogant.

shouted at Sang Li.

"This cat...... It looks a little fierce, well, and the scream is strange. ”

The assistant of the building couldn't help but open his mouth when he watched from the side, a little worried.

After all, if this kind of little thing is too fierce and hurts people, it is not good.

Asah: That's why I said it, cats are meows, not meows, Lord Qinghui!!

Qinghui waved his little paw and opened his mouth again, "Huh! ”

In fact, this kind of name is quite imposing, but she is too small, her voice is too soft, and it is a small milk sound.

So the result is - milk fierce.

Sang Li raised her hand, and her white fingertips rubbed against Qinghui's ears, rubbing some of the dust she had rubbed when she was rolling on the ground just now.

I just carried it with one hand and shook it lightly in my hand.

Looking at Qinghui's pure black little meat pad again, he snorted lowly, "Not only fierce, but also very dark." ”

That is, this is inevitably too dark and pure, the driver let this little thing slip into the car and didn't see it, he, the boss, seems to understand why.

Sang Li's gaze fell on the assistant next to him.

"Go find out how she slipped up."