Chapter 225 The Boss's Cat in His Palm 14
Upon seeing the figure outside the door, Song Jinhuan very sensibly stepped back.
The door opened.
She wanted to rush out without a care in the world, but the shadow that fell on her made her feel cold all over.
I can't take a single step.
It can only stay in place.
Pei Ji squatted down and used two fingers to lift her drooping cat ears.
It stood upright for only a moment before drooping down again.
He went back and forth several times with great interest, without stopping.
Song Jinhuan impatiently covered her ears with her little paws, tilted her head to look at him, and meowed.
What are you doing!
The man chuckled, then stretched out his two large hands, pinched the kitten's head between them, and began to knead it back and forth in his palms like a ball.
"???"
Song Jinhuan kept pushing his hand away with her little paws, her whole body trying to back away, but the difference in strength was too great.
They have no freedom at all.
"Meow!"
My head feels terrible!
Pei Ji felt the resistance coming from his palm. He frowned in dissatisfaction, rubbed it hard a couple of times, and then let go.
As soon as I let go, the little dumpling rushed out of the bathroom.
He turned his head and saw that she had hidden under the bed again.
The man raised an eyebrow, got up, walked to the large iron bowl, and began to distribute the grain.
Almost the instant I opened the cat food bag, the little dumpling appeared happily beside me.
Pei Ji glanced at the little dumpling with its head slightly raised, a hint of amusement flashing in his cool eyes.
Tsk, as expected... this trick works very well.
Only a small amount of grain was released.
Song Jinhuan felt that Pei Ji had finally shown some conscience and started to acknowledge her existence.
This is the first time the other party has taken the initiative to provide grain.
Sure enough, her deterrent effect worked.
If you're a cat, you have to be a little fierce to your human, so they know she's not just a simple, easy kitten!
While eating, Song Jinhuan proudly raised its tail.
Pei Ji squatted down beside her, quietly watching her work diligently.
She finished eating very quickly.
He felt a warmth on his arm, looked down, and saw a furry white paw resting on it.
The little dumpling's whiskers curled upwards, "Meow~"
Pei Ji, well done.
Then it retracted its paw and walked towards its cat bed.
After eating your fill, it's time for a good night's sleep.
Pei Ji's gaze followed her closely, watching her collapse as soon as she touched the ground, standing straight up.
They are adorably clumsy.
He thought that now that the little dumpling was asleep, he could continue carving the jade.
However, the moment he opened the box, Song Jinhuan perked up her ears.
Not long after, Pei Ji felt a pain in his foot.
The man sighed helplessly, thought for a moment, and then put her on the table.
They also brought over the cat bed.
She reached out and pushed the little ball of fur into the cat bed, saying, "You sleep here, don't bother me."
"Meow—"
What are you saying!
You're the one disturbing my sleep!
Song Jinhuan retorted defiantly, turning away from his large hand and curling up in the cat bed furthest away from him.
Its little tail curled up, and its arched back faced him.
The tips of their ears are droopy.
Every single hair on its body felt aggrieved because of Pei Ji's words.
She turned to Sanjin and complained, "Waaah, Pei Ji actually said I was bothering him!"
"Following him around is completely useless!"
Sanjin: "Host, I suspect that Pei Ji is all talk and no action."
Song Jinhuan choked up, "What do you mean?"
"If he were really annoyed with you, why would he have moved the cat bed to the table!"
"He clearly wants the host to stay by his side even when he's sleeping!"
Even Sanjin is jealous!
Ever since Song Jinhuan became a little kitten, Sanjin has always added a thick filter to her every time he sees her.
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