Mr. Lu, please keep your animal character

Chapter 92 [Cat CEO] Fragile Mr. Lu

"Eight souls are all standing on the opposite side of me." Of the eight souls, Lu Shengjing won with an absolute advantage. Sweeping can already hear it from his tone, "At that time, I only saw you beside me..."

Sweeping understood the meaning of what he said, and he did not lose. "Maybe it is equivalent to human beings' multiple personalities. You are under great pressure during this time. Go see a doctor."

The Maine Coon cat's ears twitched and asked: "That friend of yours?"

Sweeping said "hmm".

Lu Shengjing was not interested: "He will cut me open."

"Hiss," these words became his card to avoid death, "Mr. Lu, not everyone is qualified to be a surgeon. I will ask you to come by the end of the month."

Lu Shengjing flicked his tail in boredom: "The company has accumulated a lot of things for me to deal with. My time as a human being is very precious now. There is no need to spend my time improving the performance of an ordinary person."

"..." Swian glanced at his tail, which was not idle, and then thought about the cup of burnt brown sugar water.I silently said in my heart not to be angry with him, he is very pitiful now.

He stopped talking to him, and after Lu Shengjing fell asleep, he wetted a cotton swab with alcohol and wiped away the blood on his body and paw pads.

There were no wounds visible to the naked eye, so he put the cat on the sofa, covered its body with a small blanket, and then went to clean the stains on the floor.

Putting it on the sofa, he can take care of it immediately if anything happens.

I picked up his mobile phone on the ground, wiped it clean and put it on the table, not caring about him not answering the phone.

The blood stains on the ground still smelled like tomatoes. "A cat's, is it so different from a human's?" Sweeping the floor with a mop soaked in water, and then carried the broken chair he carried to the door back to the trash can.

After cleaning up, he glanced at the cat sleeping peacefully on the sofa.After the tense nerves relaxed, hunger suddenly hit me.

Nothing would happen to Lu Shengjing for a while, so she went to the kitchen, trying to find something to fill her stomach first.

Except for a few tomatoes and garlic that had been stored for a few days, there was nothing to nibble on, so I quickly closed the refrigerator door.

Finally, I dug out a butter bun from the cabinet where snacks were stored, rolled it against the door frame, held the bread in both hands and tore it open as silently as possible, looking at the cat on the sofa.

As soon as the bread was put to his mouth, the cat woke up as expected. The cat's paws probed the empty space around him, and even though it flapped its nostrils, it couldn't smell the strong sweeping breath.

"... Juanjuan, wife..." The CEO imitated the sickly appearance of the male protagonist in urban love dramas to try to win over his sweetheart. He half-opened his eyes in pain. As soon as he raised his head, his whole body convulsed excessively, " hiss."

"I'm here." Sweeping dropped the bread that was brought to his mouth, ran over a little irritably, squatted in front of the sofa and caressed his brow, "I'm here, I'm not far away."

A qualified morbid male protagonist should not be able to understand human speech at this time. Lu Shengjing opened his eyes and looked at Juan Juan, and opened his mouth slightly: "Juan Juan, where have you been?"

He frowned, feeling hungry and annoyed. The short-term memory of a normal cat wouldn't be this short, right?

"Did you make an appointment with your doctor friend?" Lu Shengjing asked weakly, so fragile that he could be crushed in a handful, "...don't leave me."

He was so hungry that he forgot he was a grown man?
Swian took a deep breath and suppressed his temper: "I'm hungry, I just went to look for something to eat."

Yes, my wife hasn’t eaten yet.

"I'm going to cook." Lu Shengjing straightened up and went to the kitchen.

"...Hiss," it seemed that he shouldn't do this now. Seeing that his head suddenly hurt again in the kitchen, the Maine Coon cat raised his hand to rub his temples and lay back silently, "Why does his head hurt again?"

Seeing that his stress reaction was still there, Sweeping relaxed: "You rest, I'll cook."

Lu Shengjing looked at her weakly, "..."

Sweeping the eyes also looked at him for a few seconds.

"Fuck, giant baby." Fan Fan cursed in his heart, lifted the cat up, put one hand on his arm, and went to the kitchen to make a simple bowl of egg noodles. "Noodles today?" Xi Juan asked.

The Maine Coon cat on the shoulder hummed, and its two cat paws hugged the sweeping neck.He had just recovered from the disaster, and it was hard to push him away.

The noodles were very light, and Xi Juan filled two bowls, one large and one small, and gave him the small bowl.

"Juanjuan, I want to take a bath." The Maine Coon cat didn't increase its appetite because "my wife made it" and ate slowly.

"Yeah." Qian Qian ate the second bowl of noodles. The hot noodles were more comfortable to eat than the normal temperature instant noodles.

"But..." the Maine Coon cat turned to look at its tail in distress, "Quanjuan, can my tail... be wet now?"

Swallowing a sip of noodle soup: "No."

Lu Shengjing: "..."

"..." Xi Juan understood what he meant, "I'll wash the dishes after eating, you go to the bathroom and wait."

The Maine Coon cat snarled and turned to eat the noodles.

After eating the noodles, Shan Quan took a bath like an ordinary cat with its injured tail. The smell of tomato juice washed away with the fragrant shower gel.

Lu Shengjing didn't like water being poured directly on his head. After cleaning the cat's body, he carefully rinsed his face with water in his hands, then blew him dry, applied medicine to his tail again, and put some sunflower seeds on his tail. Washed.

Lu Shengjing was swept away and placed in the express box tonight.

"Hiss." The Maine Coon cat immediately lay on the edge of the bed with one hand, "Juanjuan, why do you sleep in separate beds?"

"I'm afraid I'll touch your tail." Xi Juan said, his tail injury is still not stable, and Xi Juan was afraid that he might accidentally crush it at night.

"...Be patient for now." Although he knew that it was normal for couples to agree to sleep in separate rooms, Sweeping still coaxed him perfunctorily.

"..." Lu Shengjing sighed, and lay down in the courier box, "Good night, Juanjuan."

"Good night." Fan Fan raised his hand to turn off the light. As soon as his finger touched the switch, Lu Shengjing's "hiss" reached his ears.

"what happened to you?"

"...Headache, the pillow here is too hard."

"Come up." Fan Fan reluctantly pressed the switch, and the room fell into darkness. The cat climbed onto his pillow on all four legs.

After half a minute, the cat turned over irritably: "Hey, this damn pillow." The poor quality of the pillow obviously affected his sleep quality.

"..." Swian moved to the other side and gave out half of the pillow: "Use mine."

"Oh." The Maine Coon cat slowly walked to half of the pillows, curled up in a half roll, and its legs had sunk into the gap between the two pillows.

"This pillow is good." With such a good quality pillow, Mr. Lu felt it was a pity not to post it on WeChat Moments.

"..." The two pillows were exactly the same. She rolled over and turned her back to him. The tug on her scalp made her a little irritated. "...You are pressing my hair."

The cat stretched out its paws, pulled out the pressed hair, and gently put it back on the swept back of the head. Finally, it put it on itself. The cat's claws hid the nails and hugged the human head roundly.

There was a comfortable snoring behind him, which made him unable to sleep. His mind was filled with the miserable state of Lu Shengjing lying on the ground today. He suddenly remembered the surveillance. The surveillance should have a playback function.

(End of this chapter)