Mr. Lu, please keep your animal character

Chapter 90 [Cat CEO] Sweep was completely made to cry by him
Xi Kuan opened the door and got out of the car, slammed the door and ran towards home.

Kuang Ye glanced at the two bags of dates in his arms, lowered his head and sent a message to a friend with the note "Big Red Dates", and walked to the nearest subway station at the same time:

"Sorry, there is an emergency with the client's pet today, and I need to rush over immediately. Dahongzao's consultation can only be postponed. I'm very sorry."

[Big Red Date] replied half a minute later: "It doesn't matter. You are busy first. Big Red Date doesn't matter."

[Big Red Date] The second message: "I happen to have guests at home today, otherwise I would have kept you waiting."

On the subway, Kuang Ye looked at the other party's last message, which showed two smiling faces.

Chat politely and cautiously, this person must be soft and easy to bully, Kuang Ye thought, hesitantly typed two identical smiling faces in the chat interface, then deleted it and exited the chat interface.

"...Phew." A coffee shop jointly owned by an old man. Pets are allowed in.

A girl in the far corner blushed, looked at her phone and relaxed with a sigh of relief. There was a capsule cat bag on the chair next to her.

There is an orange cat lying in the cat bag. The orange cat is overall orange and reddish in color, with uneven black spots on its body. There is an oval spot on its chin, which looks like a cat with its mouth open.

The big red date raised its face, and casually looking at it made people feel that it was interested in the world.

This restaurant is a cat-themed cafe, and the cat can move freely on the leash, but sooner or later the cat is still kept in the bag.

She chatted with the pet shop owner for a few days and inquired about Dahongzao in detail.The other party suggested taking the cat to him for a look, but since there was a conflict with work hours, the appointment was made after get off work.

Kuang Ye felt that it was inappropriate to make an appointment in the garden or the hospital after get off work, and he generally did not have the habit of asking employees to work overtime.

Sooner or later, he made an appointment to a cat-themed restaurant that was not too crowded. He felt that such an occasion was more suitable and it would be good to meet friends.

"..." Sooner or later, she felt that it was not good to be late to meet others, and she had never been to this restaurant before. She was afraid of delays or accidents on the road, so she brought Dahongzao over in advance to wait, so as to get a foothold in advance.

She didn't order anything in advance. The waiter brought a free water and a small dessert, and she only drank two glasses of water.

Outside of working hours, she would be nervous before meeting strangers sooner or later. She felt as uncomfortable as a student waiting for exam papers. She was always nervous.

This meeting, sooner or later, I had the illusion of seeing a netizen. After hearing that the other party could not come, I was relieved. After eating dessert and drinking a sip of water, I put the cat bag on my back and went to check out.

"..." The surveillance images that flooded the mobile phone never stopped.

For a moment, the Maine Coon cat suddenly stood motionless and stiff for two seconds, then straightened its limbs...stretched out.

"Hiss!" Lu Shengjing was half asleep and half awake just now. He was awakened by a ringing sound and raised his head irritably.

He didn't want to answer the phone because he was afraid that it would be difficult to explain if he happened to meet her when he came back, so he lay back down again.

But the sunflowers on his neck were really annoying. He lay here for a while, and his neck became sore.

"Why aren't you back yet?" Lu Shengjing was about to straighten up and stretch his muscles when the door was suddenly thrown open, and Sweeping appeared at the door holding his knees with one hand.

"..." His sweeping eyes met the Maine Coon cat's confused eyes.

After telling himself that the tomato juice was not dry yet, so stay still, Lu Shengjing lay back silently, opened his mouth and exposed his little tongue, and gasped for breath.

Sweeping her side and behind, she was carrying a broken chair that she had picked up from the neighborhood trash can. She was ready to maim the cat thief...if there was a thief.

The key on the door was pushed open with too much force and fell to the ground with a thud.No thief came to touch her cat.

"Shengjing..." Sweeping let go, ran over and knelt on the ground, leaned over and touched the tips of the cat's fur, a layer of distress hidden deep in his eyes, "How is it? You lost a lot of blood..."

"Don't move, I'll take you to the hospital." Lu Shengjing could feel the hot breath from her mouth blowing on him, and her glasses gathered a layer of dust.

Not knowing his condition, Sweeping the cat didn't dare to move it easily. He gently reached under the cat's body with his hands. While looking at his half-opened eyes, he shouted to him in a loud voice: "Shengjing, wake up! You have to stay awake and know ?"

When she was about to pick him up, the Maine Coon cat's body contracted violently and coughed.

Lu Shengjing glanced. There was no fresh red liquid on the ground, and coughed again.

The cat coughed violently, as if it was about to vomit out all the contents in its body for the second time. Sweeping his hand away, he gently stroked his face: "Shengjing, where do you feel uncomfortable?"

Her heart was in turmoil, and there was nothing she could do about the cat that had stolen her husband.

Lu Shengjing looked at her slowly and moved his lips, "... Juanjuan, come here." A cat paw was raised and placed gently on her chin.

His voice was very thin, low and hoarse, but it made his eyes sore and swollen.

"Yes, I'm here." Sweeping her nose sniffed, the dust on her glasses prevented her from seeing Lu Shengjing clearly.

Seeing Juan Juan's anxious look, Lu Shengjing felt stabbed in his heart. How could he scare his Juan Juan so childishly? He knew that Juan Juan was not very courageous, so...

He called her in a hoarse voice, raised his face to hers in pain, and murmured: "You are looking at me, I didn't lose..."

Sweeping this time, he completely made him cry. He raised his hand and quickly wiped his eyes, but his vision was still blurry.

"I saw it, what I saw, you didn't lose to me." Sweeping the cat, he tried his best to put a smile on his numb face, gently picked up the cat, let him lean on his shoulders and neck, and gently followed the cat's body. Maomao walked out the door.

"Juanjuan, wife, I'm fine..." Lu Shengjing's voice sounded like he was terminally ill, and the more he listened to it, the more uncomfortable he became.

She didn't make any big or violent movements, and walked steadily and quickly.

Sweeping him wanted to take him to the hospital, but when he went to the hospital, he was provoked by the man, and he was beaten every minute.

Lu Shengjing leaned close to Sweeping's collarbone, but the sunflower on his neck insisted on keeping them at a distance so that the tip of his ear could touch his curls.

He followed the cliché routine of every terminally ill male protagonist, and said weakly: "Juan Juan, don't go to the hospital."

"No." Sweeping the other way, "Do you want to die?"

We really couldn't go to that hospital. The Maine Coon cat eagerly stretched out a cat paw and stood up with strong support on its soft heart: "That man... he will cut me open!"

The petals of the sunflower lifted up and swept down the chin.

"..." Yes, no one believed that this cat was Lu Shengjing, and the sweeping pace came to a halt.

And if they knew the truth, how they would deal with him is unknown.The unknown is scarier.

(End of this chapter)