Chapter 231 The Boss's Cat in His Palm 20
If I can't get over this hurdle, I'm very likely to rush up and bite him every time I see him in the future.
Song Jinhuan felt very comfortable from the ice; the pain was relieved considerably, and her spirits returned somewhat.
Back in room 909, Pei Ji put her on the bed, then squatted down beside the bed and looked at her.
He pinched one of Song Jinhuan's little paws and squeezed it, not caring whether she understood or not, and said sincerely, "Pei Shiqi, it was wrong of me to step on your tail."
Song Jinhuan glanced at him without making a sound, maintaining an air of elegance and aloofness.
An apology alone won't do the trick. The vet said she needs some good food to get over this.
Thinking of this, her bright green cat eyes filled with anticipation as she stared intently at Pei Ji.
Pei Ji was pleased with the response. He stroked her hair upwards with his finger and said, "I didn't mean to. Seventeen will forgive me, right?"
The kitten looked a little confused, tilting its head with a question mark in its eyes.
"Meow?"
Is this how you apologize?
"Meow?"
Is this the attitude you should have when asking a cat for forgiveness?
"Meow meow meow?"
You didn't listen to a word the vet said, did you? Where's the treat you were trying to get rid of?
"Meow--"
You big liar!
Although Pei Ji couldn't understand what the little dumpling was meowing, he was certain that he had been scolded again.
Song Jinhuan turned around angrily.
Pei Ji looked at the little dumpling's fluffy back and touched its nose.
You can't fool people anymore by just offering cat food.
He had to think of other ways to get some treats for the cats.
In this way, he gained Pei Shiqi's trust and reliance.
Oh, right...
He reached out and pinched the little dumpling's nape.
Song Jinhuan turned her head away in dissatisfaction.
"From now on, your name will be Pei Seventeen, understand?"
Song Jinhuan blinked innocently, clearly unable to hear.
"Seventeen?" he called out tentatively.
Song Jinhuan's mustache twitched, and his azure eyes looked at Pei Ji as if he were a fool.
Pei Ji choked, inexplicably seeing mockery on the cat's face.
Whether Pei Shiqi could understand human speech became Pei Ji's biggest concern.
He simply pressed the little dumpling down on the bed, rubbed his head a couple of times, and then said, "Get some sleep, I'm going out for a bit."
Song Jinhuan licked his paws, not even giving him a glance.
Before closing the door, Pei Ji glanced at the little thing on the bed one last time, feeling inexplicably depressed.
Troublesome.
This is so damn difficult.
But Pei Shiqi was just a little over three months old.
When he was three months old, he didn't understand anything either.
Therefore, we cannot have too many requirements.
Just repeat the name a few times, and you'll get used to it.
Many things cannot be accomplished overnight. If you want a kitten that belongs only to him, you can't be impatient; you have to take it slowly.
Hearing the door close, Song Jinhuan looked up, then looked down again and began to slowly lick her fur.
He messed up all the fur.
You big bad guy!
Sanjin: "Host, are you feeling better?"
Song Jinhuan: "Much better, it doesn't hurt as much anymore."
Sanjin: "I'm sorry to trouble you, host. Please continue your efforts."
Song Jinhuan's ears twitched. "Oh, I'll talk about it when I'm in a better mood."
Sanjin remained silent and did not continue to persuade him.
It was also very angry that Pei Ji had stepped on its host's little tail!
Song Jinhuan's mood returned the moment Pei Ji returned, carrying an alluring scent of flesh.
And it's even better than before.
She jumped off the bed and wagged her tail as she circled around Pei Ji.
Meow~
It smells so good!
Meow~
Pei Ji, what did you bring back?
She pulled up her trouser leg, trying to see what Pei Ji was holding.
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