Chapter 236 The Boss's Cat in His Palm 25
Song Jinhuan promptly ran to the bedside, meowing.
Are you asleep?
Pei Ji's eyelids twitched.
Seeing no response, Song Jinhuan climbed onto the bed without saying a word, not even afraid of waking Pei Ji.
She jumped and bounced around on him through the blanket.
She did it on purpose!
"Meow!"
She was jumping and meowing.
How can you sleep!
You were sleeping so soundly with your back to me!
Pei Ji silently endured the little dumpling's outburst.
After being fed for several days, the little dumpling has reached a weight of a little over three pounds, and it still hurts quite a bit when its waist and abdomen are stepped on.
But for Pei Ji, who had been in many fights, these were nothing.
Tolerance.
He wanted to see what the little dumpling was planning to do.
Song Jinhuan hopped from the foot of the bed to the head of the bed, but Pei Ji still hadn't woken up, which made her even angrier.
She was sleeping so soundly!
So she crawled to the pillow and stared intently at the man's face.
Cats have excellent night vision, but they are face-blind.
Song Jinhuan could roughly distinguish where Pei Ji's facial features were located.
Pei Ji, who was pretending to be asleep, noticed that the little dumpling was staring at him, and his depressed mood brightened up.
Just as I was about to reach out and pull him into my arms, a sudden weight settled on my face.
It hurts a little.
He froze, as if something had been kicked.
Knowing that he couldn't exert any force with his forelimbs, Song Jinhuan used his hind limbs to kick Pei Ji hard in the face.
Then he ran to the other side, propped himself up on the pillow with his forelegs, and kicked it with his hind legs.
After kicking it, he ran to the foot of the bed, to the corner of the blanket.
Pei Ji was still pretending to be asleep when he got kicked twice. Even a fool would know that the little dumpling was angry.
But suddenly, the sound of someone tearing at the blankets came from the quiet room.
Pei Ji's eyelids twitched, and he immediately had a bad feeling.
I took out the flashlight from under the pillow and shone it over; the spot where the little dumpling had scratched was soaked.
Even if he catches it red-handed, it just slowly licks its paws.
"You fucking..."
No, Little Seventeen is still young and shouldn't use foul language.
"Little Seventeen, you can't wet the bed, you know?" Pei Ji tried his best to calm himself down.
Seeing his headache, Song Jinhuan wagged her tail triumphantly, gave him an innocent and bewildered meow, then jumped off the bed and crawled under it.
Pei Ji sighed and had no choice but to get up and take the blankets away.
The blanket is thin and the weather isn't cold, so it doesn't really matter whether I cover myself with it or not.
In the middle of the night, in the bathroom of room 909, a man was squatting on the floor washing a quilt.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Song Jinhuan climbed onto the bed and lay down next to the pillow.
The revenge method that Sanjin had casually mentioned before was suddenly put into action by the host, which was a bit hard to believe.
"Host, didn't you say this wouldn't happen?"
What to do if the host's sense of shame seems to have disappeared?
"Things are different now. I leave a scent to mark this place as my territory."
"If Pei Ji brings any other cats home in the future, they won't dare to climb onto the bed after smelling this!"
"Since Pei Ji didn't say much to me, it means he's enjoying himself!"
Sanjin: "???"
“The host must have his own reasons for doing this.”
The little dumpling raised its head and said, "Of course."
When Pei Ji returned after hanging up the quilt, he saw the black and white group sleeping soundly on the pillow without any precautions.
His first reaction was to breathe a sigh of relief.
She was secretly delighted to be sleeping next to the pillow again.
Pei Ji suspected something was wrong with him; bedwetting was definitely not a good thing!
However, after glancing at the hanging quilt, he convinced himself again.
It's not like it can't be cleaned properly, why bother arguing with a kitten that's almost four months old?
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