Chapter 226 The Boss's Cat in His Palm 15
It firmly believes that no one could bear to refuse such a lovely and charming host!
Song Jinhuan felt completely refreshed after listening to this!
It turns out that Pei Ji can't live without her!
"Sanjin, you have such a sweet voice, hee hee hee~"
Sanjin's face flushed red. "Hehe, from the bottom of my heart~"
The soft, rustling sound of carving jade became a lullaby for the little dumpling.
As I listened, my drowsiness deepened.
A ray of sunlight slanted in through the window facing the table and landed right on the soft little dumpling.
Its fur seemed to be coated with a layer of light.
Pei Ji's already pale skin appeared even paler and more fragile under the golden sunlight.
Just like the melancholy handsome men in European sculptures, even the stray hairs on their foreheads add to their broken and alienated appearance.
The sun gradually set, taking away the last rays of light from the earth.
Originally curled up in a black and white ball, it somehow ended up sleeping sprawled out, its body arched backward, with its front paws stretched out beyond its little head.
When he woke up, the Guanyin statue in Pei Ji's hand had already taken shape, and he was sanding its surface with sandpaper.
Song Jinhuan blinked, "Meow~"
Pei Ji looked over and saw the little dumpling yawning widely. Then it got up, stretched on all fours with its back hunched, and walked towards him.
The little tail swung onto his arm and didn't stay there.
It was as if they were deliberately passing by.
She eventually squatted down by the table, her cat face turned toward the large iron bowl, her little tail swishing back and forth, as if she were thinking about how to quickly appear beside the bowl.
"Meow--"
I'm hungry, put me down.
Song Jinhuan turned her head and gave a command in a meowing voice.
Pei Ji blew away the debris from the statue and polished the surface with his fingertips until it shone.
"I'll give you something to eat when I'm done with my work."
Song Jinhuan didn't want to understand what he was saying, so she started meowing at Pei Ji.
The screams were so pitiful.
The little dumpling is always using this trick, which is simply unstoppable.
Left with no other choice, Pei Ji carried her to the large iron bowl.
The little dumpling was so engrossed in eating that her tiny ear tips seemed to fly forward with joy. Pei Ji tentatively patted her little head with his index finger.
There was no resistance, only a slight twitch at the tip of her ear.
A dark glint flashed in Pei Ji's eyes as he said, "This cat food is from me."
"In this world, I am the only master to you."
"You can only eat what I give you, understand?"
Song Jinhuan found it amusing when she heard this.
It seems that Pei Ji doesn't understand her own position and still fantasizes about being her master.
She pretended not to understand anything and made meowing noises while eating her cat food.
Cheerful!
Pei Ji wasn't in a hurry. Since he had decided to raise it, he didn't intend to raise it to be too obedient or silly.
If the little dumpling grows up to be too good-natured, it would be as good as spoiling him for Pei Ji.
Some ideas need to be instilled daily.
Even if Song Jinhuan found out, she wouldn't care what he thought.
This meal of cat food ended with Pei Ji being mocked.
The lunch bell rang.
Pei Ji was about to leave.
Song Jinhuan pretended to follow him to the door, and only returned to the cat's bed after watching him close the door.
Pei Ji's heart softened, and the darkness in his eyes deepened.
"Why isn't there any change in the favorability rating?" Song Jinhuan couldn't help but wonder.
Sanjin shared the same question, "That shouldn't be the case. The host is so cute, one glance is enough to make you fall in love!"
Song Jinhuan: "Then why is there no movement?"
Sanjin fell into deep thought, and after a long while, he guessed, "Perhaps it's because the host isn't human."
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