Lou Wanli nodded, took out his mobile phone and sent a few messages.

Then he looked at Qinghui who was carried by Sang Li in his hand.

The tone was a little hesitant, "The boss, this cat, what should I do?" ”

Looking for someone to take it away?

If the source is unknown, it is not easy for them to continue to carry it.

I saw Sang Li look at it a few more times, and suddenly chuckled, "It's rare to pick up such a ......"

The little guy who is black and even has to identify whether it is a cat or not for a while.

"Is there a box?"

He looked sideways at Lou Wanli.

Lou Wanli thought for a while, "The things sent by the previous cooperative company are still in the car, and there seems to be a gift box." ”

As he spoke, he walked briskly to the trunk of the car, took the box out, and poured out all the contents inside.

Make room for this little black cat.

In the end, Qinghui waved his little black paw dissatisfiedly.

It was carried into that cardboard box.

Qinghui subconsciously snorted again, wanting to jump out of the cardboard box.

But the four uncoordinated legs did not allow Qinghui to make such a difficult movement.

Sang Li only saw the little milk cat that had just been put in the cardboard box pounced out for a moment.

The little paws tugged at it, as if they wanted to catch something, and then they didn't catch anything.

Straight down the line.

Looking at the little milk cat, it seemed that he was also confused, and he fell back with a snap.

Sang Li finally couldn't hold back, pulled the corner of his lower lip, laughed, and gave a one-word evaluation.

"Stupid."

Qinghui's golden eyes were round.

Know that the other person is scolding yourself.

Squat down with a small body.

The tail swung behind him, looking like he was going to jump high.

Sang Li lowered his eyes and looked at it, not impressed.

Then I saw the little black kitten burst out at once.

The jump is really high.

Seems to want to put a few paws on his face.

It's just that no matter how sensitive Qinghui is, he can't resist Sang Li's hand.

Directly Sang Li grabbed the back of his neck, and then watched Qinghui wave his little black paws in the air dissatisfied, punching him with cat and cat fists.

Sang Li carried her and said to the driver in front of him, "Go to the nearest pet hospital." ”

"Okay, boss."

The driver didn't have the slightest objection, but the assistant was a little worried, after all, Qinghui looked at the appearance of his teeth and claws, a little too fierce.

It's just that before he could say anything, a message came from his phone.

The assistant glanced down, and then said to Sang Li, "Boss, the surveillance has seen it, this cat ran out of a large yard, it seems to be a cat dealer, because he was being chased, he rushed into the car in a panic, and it seems that it has been quite a long time." ”

I guess I was frightened to react like this.

Sang Li answered, looking at the little milk cat that couldn't beat him.

The other hand is also raised.

The snow-white fingertips contrasted with the black hairs that didn't have a single variegated color.

Then tentatively, he touched the little black ears that were trembling slightly.

Qinghui was already annoyed by the weak chicken of his body, and his eyes were full of irritability, wanting to hit someone.

Even if you say to Lord Spirit Sword, when you become a human, your body will be strong enough to beat him down, but you can't do it.

The sword is pointing and moving forward.

Temporarily dodging and retreating?

Lord Spirit Sword can't stand this kind of grievance!!

Qianka, who was continuing to output broken thoughts, felt that he was about to lose control of the situation.

The next moment.

Sang Li's snow-white fingertips slid down, penetrated into the black hair, and gently rubbed it.

I probably haven't been in contact with this kind of hairy child, and the movements are still a little rusty.

But it was this action that made Qinghui subconsciously tilt his head and gurgle in his throat.

Qinghui: ?? …… What kind of fairy feeling is this?