Urban National Dad

Chapter 162
After a while, several maids came in with dishes.

As soon as they arrived at the door, the scent wafted over their nostrils, causing Qiqi in the house to rush to the door and open the wooden door of the attic for the maids.

Seeing these foods, not only Qiqi was drooling, but even Li Feng expressed his appetite greatly increased. Many of these delicacies were never seen by him, and he had never even heard of them.

Of course, among the three, there is only one person with a normal face, and that is Zhao Mengyao. Although the Zhao family is not as good as the Han family, the capital is still very strong. Zhao Mengyao, who was the eldest daughter of the Zhao family back then, has long been accustomed to these foods , so it is not surprising.

After dinner, when the dishes were removed, Qiqi ran to her mother and father with the kitten in her arms, and put the kitten on the table. Li Feng wanted to go back to sleep, but was dragged by his daughter and daughter-in-law. In this way, Li Feng sat in the hall very depressed with the little milk cat, staring with big eyes.

"Meow……"

When the little milk cat saw Li Feng, it let out a disdainful cry, then turned to look at the little master, wagging its tail and begging for mercy, with a flattering expression on its face, and when Qiqi reached out to stroke it, the little cat even stuck out its tongue and was about to lick Qiqi. Qi's back.

"no!"

Seeing that the little milk cat was going to lick the back of his daughter's hand, Li Feng stretched out his hand quickly, and snatched his daughter's hand from the cat's mouth.

"Meow!"

The little milk cat meowed at Li Feng as ordered, and the hairs all over his body exploded, as if he wanted to declare war on Li Feng.

"Ok?"

Li Feng looked at the little milk cat with cold eyes, and there was a murderous look in his pupils.

"Meow~"

(It's so scary! I scared the cat to death!)
The hair on the little milk cat's whole body exploded, and then quickly dispersed. It slowly crawled on the table, licking its cat's paws obediently and sensiblely.

Li Feng gave the little milk cat a complimenting smile, a very sensible little milk cat, maybe it's okay to raise it.

From the corner of the little milk cat's eyes, he caught a glimpse of the upward curve of the mouth of the male master Li Feng. The cat's heart trembled, and he moved his body vigilantly towards the mistress, thinking weakly, "Meow meow meow (this cruel male master will not be I want to kill this cat!)”

"Dad!" Qiqi was also frightened by her father, and then she saw the little cat moving towards her mother, and immediately said a little angrily, "You scared the little cat!"

"Why are you so scared! Such a big cat is still so small!"

Li Feng smiled, and stretched out his hand to pinch the neck of the little cat that had sneaked towards Zhao Mengyao and held it in his hand.

"Meow meow meow!"

The little cat who was looking for a backer suddenly felt that he had left the table. Looking back, he was startled. It turned out that he was pinched by the demon master. He was afraid that the master would throw him to death, so he hurriedly waved his cat left and right. Claw, fighting for his cat's life.

"Be quiet!"

Seeing the little milk cat waving its paws left and right on his mobile phone without stopping at all, Li Feng scolded him in a cold voice.

"Meow!"

Suddenly, with a scolding sound, the little cat instantly became quiet, and lowered its head weakly in fear, without a trace of arrogance just now.

Mentioning the little milk cat, Li Feng put the cat in his arms. It is not that he has never hugged cats and dogs before, but because after that incident, he was a little resistant to these animals. Although holding this cat made him want to Throw it down immediately, but both my daughter and wife like this little guy, and he is not good at being a villain, so he stretched out his palm with difficulty, and gently stroked the kitten's back.

Not to mention, this little milk cat is quite smooth, especially the back is quite comfortable to touch, and it also has a strong milky fragrance.

"Meow!"

Being stroked by the male master on the back, the little cat's hairs almost blew up again, but after the male master stroked it, the little milk cat immediately surrendered, and it was a bit enjoyable to be stroked by the male master, paralyzed on the male master's arm, Lying on his cat's paws, squinting a pair of small cat's eyes, from time to time slightly "meow".

Qiqi opened a pair of big black eyes, looked at her father, and watched the kitten calling in her arms. She thought that the little milk cat said that the cat hurt her. The milk cat yelled to his father with difficulty, "Daddy! Can you return the little milk cat to Kiki?"

Li Feng was very satisfied with the quietness of the little milk cat, so he picked up the kitten without stopping his hand, but his face still showed no expression. He heard his daughter's voice, but he didn't answer directly, and just said to his daughter: "Qiqi, this cat doesn't seem to have a name yet, does it?"

"Uh! That's right! Dad! The little cat doesn't have a name yet. Just now, Qiqi and her mother were discussing and asked Dad to name the little milk cat." The little girl was slightly taken aback by her father's sudden change, but seeing her father ask The smart and quick-witted Qiqi immediately knew the name of the little milk cat, and the father and the little cat would not refuse any more.

"Hmm!" Li Feng groaned while holding the little milk cat in his hand, and said, "Father doesn't know what name to give this little guy, why don't Qiqi choose one for this little milk cat?"

"Okay! Okay!" The little girl has long wanted to name the little milk cat, especially when she heard her father say this, she said happily, "Lang Lang! Lang Lang! The little milk cat is called Lang Lang!"

"Lang Lang!" Li Feng was still a little different. He thought his daughter would name the little milk cat, Xiaopang, Fat Orange, etc., but he didn't expect it to be Lang Lang.

With doubts, Li Feng asked his daughter, "Qiqi, why is it called Lang Lang? Isn't it Xiaopang or Fat Orange?"

The little girl did not answer directly this time, and cast a look of help to her mother who had been watching the show.

Naturally, Li Feng's daughter's small actions did not escape Li Feng's sight, and he immediately understood that the name was not thought of by the daughter herself, but by Zhao Mengyao.

Zhao Mengyao naturally wouldn't stop when her daughter cast her a begging look at her, and immediately said with flowers, "Li Feng, my daughter is still young, so I don't think so much, she can have any name she likes, and besides, this Lang Lang is my daughter who asked her to raise her." Yes, the daughter can choose whatever name she wants."

Li Feng stroked the little milk cat, smiled at Zhao Mengyao, and said, "Daughter-in-law! You gave me this name, right?"

"What?" Zhao Mengyao froze for a moment, a look of confusion flashed in her eyes, and then she smiled awkwardly, "How is it possible? This is the name my daughter wants to take."

Li Feng said, "Daughter-in-law, you can't lie to me."

"Okay!" Zhao Mengyao's face flashed with helplessness, and then said, "Lang Lang is the name of a pet I used to have. It was also an orange cat, but he died five years ago."

Speaking of this, Zhao Mengyao's tone was a little hurt, which aroused her sadness.

Li Feng hurriedly laughed and said, "Forget it! Forget it! What's wrong with you, then I've decided now, this little milk cat is called Lang Lang, Lang Lang little milk cat."

Ps: Langlang's little milk cat, pet name, provided by the book friend Yan Wang Ye who returned from hell, thank you for your support for this book!

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