Mr. Lu, please keep your animal character

Chapter 71 [Cat CEO] Routine Inspection

Lu Shengjing smiled and said, "I won't add mine either." Then he put the chopped oranges into the juicer and pressed the switch.

When dinner was served, a glass of fresh orange juice was placed before each person and the cat.

Sweeping it up and taking a sip, "It tastes good."

Some dried meat was placed in front of the Maine Coon cat. The noble cat lowered his face and bit into a piece of freeze-dried meat, taking small bites.

Sweeping also made himself a plate of fried pork ribs, which tasted delicious.

Lu Shengjing took a few bites and glanced at Swian Qian from the corner of his eye. She was eating and occasionally drank a few sips of the juice he squeezed.

Seeing that he kept looking at her, Swallowing naturally picked up a piece of ribs and bit it in his mouth. He put down his chopsticks and gnawed the ribs directly with his fingers. After chewing the ribs, he took the dried meat to eat.

"Juan Juan..." Lu Shengjing hesitated and said, "Thank you for the gift. I like it very much."

Those two mice were cuter and less real than the one given by Yu Wei.But as long as it was given by Fan Fan, Lu Shengjing thought anything was fine, even a bunch of clean fish bones.

Sweeping just smiled faintly: "I looked cute, so I bought it. You like it the most important thing."

"...I have one more thing to trouble you with," Lu Shengjing was a little embarrassed, but he still put the cat's paw on the dining table, stretched out his nails, and scratched the cat's scratching post. The paw looked a bit ugly, with many small gaps: "I... cough, my nails are long."

Not to mention that such sharp claws were not worthy of the graceful and noble face of a Maine Coon cat. Just looking at a pair of cheap cat claws made Lu Shengjing feel uncomfortable.

Cats can't complete some fine movements. The CEO cat should have his own manicurist. Lu Shengjing hissed and forgot about it.

"Okay." Sweeping agreed readily, "I'll trim your nails later. Last time, the pet store even gave me a bottle of cat's nail polish for you to try."

"..."

The taste of orange juice was not to his liking. Lu Shengjing drank some water and almost no juice.

After clearing the dishes, he swept the set of tools to the living room, patted the sofa, and sat down cross-legged on the carpet in front of the sofa, "Come here, sit down."

"..." The Maine Coon cat jumped onto the sofa.

Sweeping out the manicure tools, he stretched out his hand: "Claw."

"Hiss, Juanjuan," Lu Shengjing frowned and placed the cat's paw on her palm, "This should...can still be called a hand."

With a faint smile at the end of his eyes: "Okay, your beautiful hands."

Cat's nails should not be cut too deep, including trimming the cat's fragile nails carefully, polishing them after trimming, and then applying nail polish.

"Tsk." Lu Shengjing smiled with satisfaction as he watched Swallowing clean up his paws like he was cleaning up his face and hands. This kind of living standard was in line with his expectations.

After applying the armor oil, Fan Fan took out something similar to double-sided tape and spread it out, carefully applying the cat paw pads.

Lu Shengjing suddenly felt that being a cat was not bad, so he snored involuntarily, raised his forehead, and touched Sweeping's chin.

After the rude behavior, the executive officer of Lu started to cough and turned around to pretend it was not intentional, "Ahem, why was my body suddenly out of control just now?"

"..." The purring continued, and the Maine Coon cat turned away stubbornly: "Hiss, the body of this lower animal actually tried to control me...attack my wife?"

"Ah, thank you for stopping in time." Someone turned into a cat, and his poor acting skills were very similar to when he was in human form. Weiwei was attracted by the impulsive behavior of the cat just now, "I almost punched him."

Sweeping gently pressed the clean and beautiful cat paw with his thumb, "Mr. Lu, be careful of going crazy." He took the opportunity to take advantage, and then packed up his tools.Obsessed, obsessed, Lu Shengjing felt that he was possessed.

He always couldn't control this body, and would involuntarily do some childish things to Sweeping by taking advantage of the cat's identity and habits.

Like a real cat, it wants to do whatever it takes to please that person.

When going to bed at night, Lu Shengjing deliberately placed the two little mice in a line vertically and divided his own pillow into three-eight parts, thereby controlling himself on the "eight" share of the pillow.

"..." Swian glanced and said nothing. He was just glad that he was not very afraid of mice, and the pair of mice were quite cute.

"Good night, Juanjuan." Lu Shengjing deliberately kept his distance.

Xi Juan also turned his back to him, "Good night."

Sweeping his eyes open all the time, he felt a little itchy in his heart.The fresh Xiangxiang cat dumplings that had just been washed and coated with armor oil were so reserved that they insisted on drawing a three-eighth line tonight.

I couldn't hold him, and I couldn't speak, but I could still hear his snoring.

"..." Sweeping was struggling in his heart, as long as he waved his hand, he could catch the cat.

Maine Coon cats simply want to protect their own half of the pillow, completely unaware that the people around them are becoming irritated and insomniac.

Sweeping the cat just wanted to hold the cat Tuanzi in his arms and rub it. Anyway, he was just a cat if he didn't hug him.

"..." This cat could either be hugged or kicked out. Wei Qian had only two thoughts in his mind.

"Did you not brush your teeth tonight?" Swian suddenly pulled the quilt to cover half of his face, his voice was hoarse due to sleepiness, with a hint of disgust.

"..." His nose flapped, but he couldn't smell anything else. Lu Shengjing frowned: "I rinsed my mouth and used the new toothbrush you gave me tonight."

"You just haven't brushed your teeth, or they haven't been brushed cleanly," Swian opened his eyes and began to lie, his voice long and soft with sleepiness and disgust, "Come here for a routine check-up."

Lu Shengjing felt a headache coming on, "Hey, Juanjuan, I really brushed my teeth."

The Maine Coon cat crossed the [-]th Parallel and walked to her side. He explained with a headache: "Jujuan, I didn't eat randomly."

"What you said doesn't count. I'll check it myself." Sweeping the cat sideways, he picked up the cat's armpits and pulled him over to face him.

In the blue night, Lu Shengjing looked at those sleepy eyes and said, "Juanjuan, you have to go to work tomorrow, so rest first."

"I didn't run around or eat randomly." The Maine Coon cat snuggled up to her neck, pressed her softly, purred and began to coax her to sleep, "I won't lose control and hurt you."

"Well," Swallow was a little sleepy, so he pulled the quilt to cover most of the cat's body, letting the fluffy dumpling stick to the artery, and coaxed seductively.

"Mr. Lu, good night," Sweep touched the tip of his ear with his lips.

"Your fake wife just wants to coax you..."

The last murmur that swept through was very soft, and the last sound could not be heard clearly. Lu Shengjing did not hear her last words clearly, and was busy coaxing the troublesome woman to sleep.

Maine Coon cats heard from colleagues that an excellent cat will know how to raise its own human and keep her healthy and happy.

(End of this chapter)