Mr. Lu, please keep your animal character

Chapter 75 [Cat CEO] This cat is a little weird today

Mrs. Lu's car has disappeared around the corner of the road.

Looking for wealth and wealth, he still lowered his head, and the cat's paw stepped on the stainless steel basin, making a clanging sound.

"..."

Sweeping home, he kicked his foot back and closed the door.

At noon, Swian sent a message to Lu Shengjing, saying that he would not be back from duty at noon and asked him to have lunch by himself.

There were bags of cat food and other food on the dining table. It seemed that he had at least eaten some. He glanced towards the bedroom. The door was ajar. He got playful and meowed.

After shouting, he laughed to himself and leaned over to change his slippers. He thought that if he heard him, President Lu would rush out and beat him up.

A soft, clear voice rumbled through the house, and the cat quickly responded.

"Tsk," Hearing the cat's echo, he felt like he was the one being teased. Then, the fluffy dumpling ran out of the bedroom biting something.

Mao and Sweeping looked at each other, there was hesitation in their eyes for a moment, and then they rushed straight into Swishing's arms.

Seeing clearly that there were two simulated mice in the cat's mouth, Fan Qian tutted, "You're not a real cat, do you really like mice so much?"

The cat rushed towards him with the little mouse, its soft hair spinning and falling back gracefully with the speed of running.

Today's little cat did a good job in welcoming Mrs. Lu home. Swian Shuan was stunned and said, "Hey, Lu Shengjing, please don't go..."

As soon as the words were spoken, the fluffy cat rushed over, pushed back its hind legs, jumped into the air, subconsciously reached out to hug the cat, and also hugged a group of purring stuffed monsters.

The low purring sound was very healing. The cat held the little mouse in its mouth and lay in the crook of Sweeping's neck, rubbing its forehead against Swinging's chin.

"..." He began to turn into a glutinous rice sticky ball again. Swallowing his eyes widened, he gave him five seconds to regret, and his arms only circled the cat's body weakly.

Ding, it's time.

Mr. Cat was still snoring nicely to greet Mrs. Lu. He tightened his arms generously and held the dumplings in his arms.

Kuang Ye said that little male cats seem to be more clingy.I was letting nature take its course and did not forcibly interfere with the cat's normal physiological behavior, which might lead to depression or other pathological behaviors.With this thought in mind, Sivan was a little bolder as he held the cat with one hand.

The hands are all fluffy and soft, and Mr. Cat is not wearing his custom-made clothes today.

Sweeping her arms felt like she was dreaming, but her sore arms reminded her that this cat was such a heavy thing.

"Shengjing, can't you find the clothes?" Fanfan asked, "The clothes are placed..."

As soon as the words were uttered, Xie Juan obviously felt that the deep snoring in the earlobe and soft neck stopped abruptly.

"...I remember I threw it in the washing machine this morning." The atmosphere turned awkward for a moment, and a naive grin swept over him, "It's a bit hot today, the air conditioner should be turned on a little lower."

"...Hmm," Sweeping hugged the cat and loosened his grip a little. The cat was still purring and lying on his body, as if the floor was scalding his feet.

Sweeping the cat in one hand, he suddenly remembered the deworming medicine he had put in the drawer.

Cats need to be dewormed regularly, but President Lu couldn't let go of his body and jumped high on the wardrobe. He couldn't catch it and couldn't persuade it to come down.

"Ahem...today...deworming," Swian said and held his breath, waiting for the cat to put away its greasy purring and run away.

But not today, the Maine Coon cat was still clung to her shoulders. "I'm going to get the medicine." Xi Juan was a little overjoyed, quickly went to the drawer to find the medicine, sat cross-legged on the sofa with the cat in his arms, and put the cat in front of him smoothly.

The Maine Coon cat stubbornly wanted to hold the little mouse that fell on the sofa in its mouth and turn around to show it off to Swian.

"..." Swian looked at the cat with only one thought in his mind, and his mind went crazy.

Silly Lu Shengjing smiled unconsciously, raised his hand and smoothed the cat's fur head, "lower your head first."

The Maine Coon cat turned its head and lay quietly on Sweeping's legs, showing its fragile back neck to Swallowing. Its big furry tail was completely relaxed and swaying constantly.

Sweeping through the instruction manual, he occasionally glanced at the cat's stubborn back from the corner of his eye.

He was playing boredly with two lifeless simulated mice, pushing them out with his paws, and then sticking his head out to pick them back up.

After seeing President Lu being so presumptuous on the cat climbing frame, Swian Fan already felt that it was not uncommon for him to act stupid and stunned, but he might have to spend more time at the end of the month to strengthen his mental health.

Knowing roughly what to do, he took out the external insect repellent, opened it and put it aside. He grabbed the Maine Coon cat that was leaning out to catch the mouse and pinched the back of his neck.

When she grabbed her, the Maine Coon cat seemed to feel that it had attracted Mrs. Lu's attention, and worked harder to bite the little mouse that was pushed forward.

The strong muscle lines on his back were concave in the shape of a hunter. Wei Siwan thought he was going to run away, so he put a little more strength on his hand and pulled him back: "Let's play later."

The Maine Coon cat meowed obediently, gently picked up the little pink mouse by its tail, brought it back, and put it together with the little mouse between its two paws.

"I'm going to expose the skin on the back of your neck and then apply medicine. Do you agree?" asked Swian.

The Maine Coon cat meowed softly, lay still, and lowered its face slightly to better expose the back of its neck.

Today, the cat is surprisingly not like Lu Shengjing, it looks like a cat, but it doesn't look like a cat, Xi Juan can't tell.

Sweeping the cat's head and taking advantage of it, "I'll try to be gentle, but it's my first time doing this and I don't have much experience. If you feel uncomfortable, just call me..."

"...Hiss, tell me to stop." Swian Qian felt that it was a bit strange to say this.

The Maine Coon responds with a small round swirl in one ear, plus a soft meow.

Sweeping his fingers together, his fingertips felt a little cold, so he rubbed his hands together.

After your hands are warm, separate the thick cat hair on the back of the Maine Coon cat's neck and smooth it to both sides.

The fur of the Maine Coon cat is too thick. Use one hand to press the cat hair on both sides and apply medicine to the exposed skin with the other hand.

After applying the medicine, sweep the back of his neck back to its original shape.

"Old... Shengjing, are you not feeling well?" Swian put the deworming medicine into the empty box and watched the Maine Coon cat's reaction.

The Maine Coon cat flicked its ears, stood up, fluffed up its fur and shook, then picked up two small mice and turned around, looking up at Sweeping with round pupils.

"..." Sweeping looked at him, his mind was filled with the scene of Lu Shengjing's domineering CEO's face, wide-eyed like a cat, looking cute to him, "Hey, you can like it."

This gift is not expensive.

"I'll pack up my things first. You can go play." Sweeping away the medicine and taking it back to the bedroom, he reflected on himself whether the gift he gave to Lu Shengjing was too little. A business card from someone else, a necklace, two A little mouse.

(End of this chapter)