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Chapter 122 Everything Can Be Resisted, Weimeng Slays Everywhere!

It took Wang Jie a long time to move all these gifts from the "cute" little milk cat back home. He wiped his sweat and looked at the pile of delicious food. Yes, as long as you put the little milk cat in the middle of the road, the little guy's cute acting skills will start, and there will be a steady stream of delicious food at home...

Tsk tsk, this is really a good way to make a fortune.

The little white dog didn't expect that the method of begging for food invented by himself would be defeated by the cuteness of the little milk cat. He was lying in the corner depressed, with a half sausage in the corner of his mouth, and a pair of black eyes that kept rolling.

From then on, as long as Wang Jie and Xiaohuamao were not paying attention, the little milk cat would run to the side of the road, and when it saw someone carrying a plastic bag, it would rush forward to act cute, begging for something delicious.

Almost 90.00% of the people are bloodied by the cuteness of the little milk cat, willingly offering the best dried fish and all kinds of meat, before leaving, they still don’t forget to hug the little milk cat, kiss and gnaw, Take a picture and keep it as a souvenir.

In less than three days, the refrigerator was filled with all kinds of delicious food, but the little guy was so cute and addictive that he would sneak out if he didn't pay attention, and came back with a bunch of delicious food in a short while...

Wang Jie looked at the refrigerator, which was so full that there was nowhere to put it, and cried out to the sky, how could there be so many cat slaves in the world!
God!Give me a reasonable explanation!
"I don't eat the things that are so cute, I can only stuff them in the refrigerator and wait to be broken..." Wang Jie picked up a turkey leg, cut it into slices with a knife, put it on a plate, and put it in Chu Xiangling's mouth. In front of him, "It's cheaper for us."

"I didn't expect that this little guy is really born with cute acting skills..." Xiang Ling picked up a piece with chopsticks and put it in his mouth to taste it. The taste was not bad.

Wang Jie nodded with a wry smile, looked at Zhengxiang's little milk cat sleeping in the cage, and secretly laughed in his heart that this kitten was born for the sake of being cute.

Tang Jiajun, who was so cute when he was born, was so cute in the shopping mall that he was in a mess. He willingly paid 4 yuan a month to raise him. Now he can make a group of people cute by just doing a few moves on the road, making them willingly hand over all the delicious food... …

If it continues to develop like this, when the little guy has a great success, I don't know how strong it will be...

"Even I can't help but be cute by Qiuqiu." Chu Xiangling grabbed a tissue and wiped his mouth, and smiled, "Now that cute pets are in power, the little guy will be very useful in the future."

Wang Jie smiled and agreed, everything can be resisted, and Weimeng kills all directions!

The little cat was lying on the window sill, looking at Zhengxiang's sleeping son, eyes drooping and meowing, its heart was full of sadness.As the successor of the great cat and cat family, he was reduced to relying on cuteness to survive?

It is simply a disgrace to the cat family!

Xiaohuamao thinks it is necessary to train his son's survival skills. The first thing he should learn is to catch mice.

If you can't even catch mice, how will you mess around in the future?
The little cat made up his mind, crawled up to Wang Jie, meowed at him, and asked about the feasibility of the proposal.

After listening to Wang Jie, he smiled and patted the little cat's head, and winked at Xiang Ling, "The little cat wants to teach Qiuqiu to catch mice, so how about this suggestion..."

"Actually, I don't use the little cat to teach it. As long as Qiuqiu squats in front of the mouse, it can kill the mouse in the blink of an eye." Chu Xiangling smiled, "Do you eat small biscuits? My sister made a lot of small biscuits... "

"What is she doing with so many biscuits?" Wang Jie asked curiously.

"Just for fun, she's the one who thinks about it..." Chu Xiangling looked up at the ceiling, thinking of her sister's unfortunate marriage, and sighed faintly.

The two chatted while eating, but the little guy woke up unexpectedly, let out a meow, walked out of the cage, looked at the cat father who was lying on the window sill, and tiptoed towards the door.

The sharp-eyed Wang Jie immediately spotted the little milk cat's movements, patted Xiang Ling, and pointed to the little guy who was raising his legs high and stepping down gently, moving a little bit towards the door.

Xiang Ling rested her chin on one hand, and looked at this cute creature with interest. Is this going to go out and kill a group of cat slaves again?
Unexpectedly, the little cat had already discovered his son's movements, jumped over with a whoosh, stretched out its paws to block the way, and meowed, mischievous son, are you going to act cute again?
"Meow!" The little cute squatted in front of the cat father, blinked a pair of beautiful eyes, and called out in a childish voice.

The little cat didn't want to eat this cute combination, so he couldn't help but pick up the nape of his son's neck, pulled and dragged the little thing to the small garden, and put it on the ground.

Xiaomeng raised his head to see the mynah who was squatting on the branch of the tree and screaming. He meowed twice, and the mynah flew down and landed beside him, "Quack, Xiaomeng, quack, so beautiful..."

The little cat slapped the starling away with one slap.

The little milk cat looked at the cat father in a daze. It was squatting in front of a mouse hole, raising its paws to poke inside.

After poking around for a few times and grabbing out a bunch of messy grass roots, the little cat gestured to the little milk cat, come and try!

The little milk cat imitated its appearance, and slowly, little by little, stretched its white paws into the black mouse hole.

Seeing its slow-moving look, the little cat let out a cry of anxiety, and then the little milk cat reluctantly stuffed its paws in, imitated the cat's father's movement, hooked it inside, and quickly took it out, He didn't forget to raise his paws to his mouth and blow the dust on them.

The little cat slapped it on the forehead, oh my god, is this really my son?Why are you so fucked up!Can't even dig out a mouse hole!
It must have inherited the character of the Persian cat, and it makes a living only by being cute!

The little cat suddenly felt very desperate.

The little milk cat seems to have no interest in digging out the mouse hole, and its actions are very perfunctory. Not only does it refuse to poke its claws in, it even bites the tail of the little cat, sticking behind it like a big broom, and refuses to dig it out. hole.

The little cat turned its head, looked at the son who was wagging his tail and having fun, and licked his paw helplessly. Why do I have such a bear son?

This must be a joke between God and me!
"Your Majesty the smart cat, there is nothing I can do now." Wang Jie smiled, went to the small garden and took the little cat back. The little milk cat was hanging on the little cat's tail like a big bottle, refusing to let go. claw.

Wang Jie took this "string" of cats to the bathroom and asked Xiang Ling to bring over the prepared warm water. Seeing that the little cat was going to bathe it, it screamed in fright and kept struggling, trying to get out of the water. Wang Jie ran out.

Wang Jie couldn't help but press it into the water basin, and the little cat thumped so much that the room was full of water, and finally lay down in the water basin with a face of despair, allowing Wang Jie to clean up the cat's hair bit by bit with a brush.

The little milk cat, who has been playing with the cat's tail, let go of its paws amidst the violent flopping of the cat, tilted its head and opened its eyes wide. It looked curiously at the father cat being stuffed into the water basin by the owner. It was very curious. What exactly is in that round pot that would scare Daddy Cat like this?

The little guy tiptoed to the edge of the basin, raised a paw, stretched it into the basin, and immediately pulled it back as if it had been scalded, making a meowing sound.

"What's the matter, little guy?" Chu Xiangling hurried over, picked up the little milk cat, and asked with concern.

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