Mr. Lu, please keep your animal character

Chapter 44 [Cat CEO] You are not allowed to eat anything I don’t like.

"Hmm, there's only one bun left." Young Master Lu nimbly jumped onto the chair next to him, his long and strong paws standing straight on the ground in front of him, noble and otherworldly, "Please have a meal."

Swallowing will prepare some snacks, so you don’t need to make breakfast or buy them on the road when time is tight.

When the cat opened the refrigerator, he discovered that his short, soft claws couldn't even pick up an egg.So I thought that humans have another good invention, food that can be eaten directly, but it is a pity that there is only the last one left.

Sweep glanced at the breakfast, and suddenly found that the table was quite big: "Are you hungry?"

The noble cat among nobles lowered his face: "Hungry."

Sweeping his eyes at the time, he didn't have time to prepare a breakfast to his liking for Master Cat, "Do you want to eat the dog food?" The CEO's dog food was not finished a month ago.

"...Dog food?" CEO Cat stomped his feet angrily, "Juan Juan, cats and dogs are natural enemies. As a noble cat, how could I eat dog food? Even you can't occupy my favor. Make me do something that goes against the cat world.”

It is impossible for a noble cat to be blinded by love and cross the line to eat dog food.

But Sweeping didn't listen to him at all, and touched his lips with his fingers: "Hey, I ate that too..."

"Fuck." You shouldn't have gone inside to stir things up. Sweeping regret raised your hand to hold one side of your forehead, "Do you usually rinse your mouth thoroughly?"

Master Cat was puzzled. He tilted his head proudly and half of a white canine tooth was exposed: "Huh?"

"No need to explain." Swallowing was not ready to believe what he said, so he combed his hair back: "Mr. Lu, I have to rush to work now. I don't have time to prepare your breakfast until I come back at noon."

"You can look around the house and see if there is anything you can eat." Swian picked up the bun on the table and put it in his mouth. He glanced at him lightly: "But please don't forget what I said to you last night. At the end of the month I’ll check randomly, let me taste other flavors and you’re done.”

"Check...check?" Master Cat was still in the process of reacting.

Swallowing hastily closed the door and left, "Goodbye."

……

I only ate the buns he prepared for breakfast.

When Swian got off work at noon, he had been struggling with two issues: first, whether to buy cat food, and second, whether to pet this noble and difficult to tame cat.

"Can cats eat the same things as humans?" Swian Wei stood at the door of the pet supermarket. On the counter was a small bag of cat food and freeze-dried food.

"Today's pet cats are different from previous domestic cats, and their health level requires higher quality assurance. There are also cats that are accustomed to eating human food, and cat food designed for their eating habits will be more suitable for them."

The teller handed the receipt to Sweeping the ticket, "The cat should eat less salt."

"Thank you." Sweeping the receipt, he went to the vegetable market and bought edible dried fish and snacks that looked like cat food.

When he got home, King Cat lay on his back on the disc on the table, with only his tail waving feebly up and down, as if the last king who was declining was guarding the country in a decadent manner.

"Hey, Shengjing, have you never moved?" Swian put the things he bought on the table. She watched the camera several times during breakfast, and he just lay like this.The cat was lying down with its tail teasing itself in boredom.

"Honey," the tail flicked down, and after a second it was rolled up tightly to block important parts. The Maine Coon cat twisted its body and lay on the table, like a little lion, a little slumped, and the fur on its ears was hanging down.

Sweeping out the fast food he brought back from the road and put it on the table, "I know you're hungry, eat right away." "..." Mr. Elvis let out a deep breath in his throat, lowered his noble head, and even his long beard was unable to move it. Roll it down into a half arc: "Curly."

While Siwan was putting lunch on the table, Lu Shengjing walked over, placed his little lion-like head on Siwan's arm, and lay down against her, "The days of being a cat are extremely boring."

"Is it worse than a dog?" The CEO's conscience found that he was not used to not demolishing the house.

Sweeping pulled up a chair and sat down, placing the cat food and dried fish on another plate, and couldn't help but rub his furry head with his hands.

Damn, this feels good.Looking at the fur on his ears, Sweeping Jie Mao's determination wavered, but then he stopped: "Eat, I'll try to come back early this afternoon."

The Talking Cat leaned sluggishly on the sweeping arm, rubbed himself a few times, then cheered up, and sneered coldly: "The food of lower creatures makes me lose interest in all food as soon as I smell it."

"I'm going to starve to death." President Lu couldn't accept putting cat food one by one into his mouth. The shame was like a purebred husky learning how to go to the toilet in front of the toilet.

He was very irritated. He, a person who didn't even care for lice, had to learn the habits of so many animals. The first thing he did was often go to the toilet. He had learned all the ways of using the toilet of various animals.

The thought of how to behave in the future made me irritated. The Maine Coon cat tilted its head and leaned on Juan Juan, frustrated: "Wife, Juan Juan."

Sweeping his fingers silently tapping on the table, the plush weight on his arm felt comfortable: "Mr. Lu, cheer up, you will slowly change in the future..."

She thought about it for a while, and the words "getting better slowly" didn't seem to fit her well, so she said in a roundabout way: "Proficient."

"Eat quickly." Qian Fan took a small dried fish and put it in front of his nose. The smell of the dried fish instantly swirled around President Lu's brain, and then he tied his thinking brain into a ball. For the first time, he felt that fish tasty.

But it was eaten by cats. When President Lu thought about it, the desire for food in his eyes dimmed instantly, "I can't eat it."

"Aha?" Swian took a bite of the small fish, which was very crispy.

President Lu immediately rolled over half a circle, lying on the table and staring at the beautiful lips: "..."

"Cats eat it." Lu Shengjing was sure, he couldn't help salivating because of the scent, and could only keep swallowing it so as not to be noticed by her, "..."

Swallow raised his hand to support his chin, and finished the dried fish in the second bite: "I will also eat the taste of cat food in the future, so buy some to taste first, and you are not allowed to eat anything I don't like."

"The taste is acceptable." Swian pushed the dried fish in front of him, "If you can't accept the others, just eat this."

The Maine Coon cat still opened its mouth slightly in a daze.

"Hey, I lied to the cat." Swian combed his hair and took out the invoice for buying dried fish from his pocket and showed it to him.

Lu Shengjing confirmed that this was a small snack for fireworks people, so he patted the chopsticks next to him with his claws, and pushed the two chopsticks back and forth with his short fingers, but he couldn't grab the chopsticks successfully.

"..." President Lu was unhappy and grabbed the dried fish with his two paws, held it in front of him and ate it elegantly.

She could see him out of the corner of her eye. His stubborn but occasionally silly look reminded her of the time this man gave him an engagement ring in a hurry.

(End of this chapter)