Chapter 233 The Boss's Cat in His Palm 22
Song Jinhuan immediately closed her little ears and meowed in dissatisfaction.
We're too close!
Pei Ji glanced at the cat ear that was curled up, and pinched the little dumpling's nape with a little force.
Song Jinhuan had no choice but to tilt her head back.
The teeth, rather defiantly, revealed their sharp points.
"Meow--"
I am my own cat!
Then she started meowing at the door.
Open the door! Open the door! Pei Ji, open the door for me!
Pei Ji: "..."
The more you try to stop them, the more enthusiastically they shout.
They didn't take him seriously at all.
Can't you sense his displeasure and displeasure?
"If you yell again, you won't get any meat today!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the meowing stopped abruptly.
Her bright green eyes were full of innocence, and she tilted her head and rubbed against his wrist in a pleading manner.
Meow~
Even its cries had lost their previous force, becoming soft and endearing.
Meow~
You can't do that!
Pei Ji chuckled. Food was indeed the little dumpling's Achilles' heel.
He rubbed her forehead hard twice, pointed to the cat bed, but his gaze was fixed on the bed board next to her.
With a flick of the fingertip, the direction changes.
"You wait in bed, I'm going out hunting."
The cat meows at the door when its owner leaves because it's worried that its owner might encounter danger while hunting.
Since Little Seventeen doesn't understand human speech very well, he can make do with it and use language she can understand.
Song Jinhuan's mustache twitched.
funny.
It's not like a primitive society; as long as Pei Ji is diligent enough, he can earn food.
Why are we still using the word "hunting"?
He clearly wanted to make her worry!
Regardless of what Song Jinhuan thought, she still appeared exceptionally well-behaved.
"Meow~"
I hope you come back safely!
She jumped onto the bed in a few quick movements, looked up at Pei Ji, and called out softly.
Pei Ji was quite pleased, believing that the little dumpling had received his signal.
Before leaving, he gently pinched her ear again and said, "In this world, only I am willing to risk my life for you."
Song Jinhuan twitched her ears and gave a perfunctory meow.
That's awesome!
Pei Ji then went out.
Song Jinhuan's little head rested on the fluffy white paws, her bright green cat eyes blinking slowly.
"Sanjin, I can see it!"
Sanjin asked curiously, "What did the host discover?"
“Pei Ji wants to possess me all to himself!” Song Jinhuan said with certainty.
"If I didn't have my own thoughts, I would definitely be completely misled by his words!"
"And so I lost myself, thinking he was my one and only!"
After a moment of silence, Sanjin had no choice but to reveal a fact: "Host, Pei Ji is indeed your only source of sustenance."
Song Jinhuan's little ears drooped immediately. "I'm sleepy."
He's become withdrawn.
Sanjin didn't understand why its host was suddenly in a bad mood, so it hummed in agreement and said, "Host, get some rest."
Song Jinhuan sighed inwardly, thinking that Sanjin was always intermittently considerate.
After an unknown amount of time, a noise came from the doorway.
Song Jinhuan flicked her little tail but didn't look up.
He jumped up the moment the door opened and he smelled the aroma.
Standing by the bed, it tilted its head back and meowed to welcome you.
Pei Ji ignored the fact that the little dumpling only had eyes for the lunchbox, and as he closed the door, he leaned down and flicked her forehead.
"Good girl, wait for me to come back."
"Meow~"
Yes, how could I live without you!
Sanjin just reminded her that Pei Ji is indeed her only source of livelihood.
Whether for the mission or for the future, we must stick close to this powerful figure!
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