Chapter 248 The Boss's Cat in His Palm 37
One-Eyed: "Let's get up from the ground first. Now that it's run away, it'll be harder to catch. Let's go back first."
"No matter what, we've already offended Pei Ji."
At this point, the one-eyed man became smug and proud.
The two then helped each other and sneaked back to Area B through a side path.
Song Jinhuan ran halfway when she ran right into Pei Ji, who was rushing over.
Pei Ji paused slightly, "Pei Seventeen?"
Her clear, cool voice carried disbelief and a slight tremor.
He carefully examined the little dumpling without making a sound, and breathed a sigh of relief after finding nothing amiss.
Meow~
Pei Ji!
Its bright green eyes lit up, and it happily ran over with its tail held high.
Seeing this, Pei Ji squatted down and extended one palm.
Song Jinhuan habitually leaned in and rubbed her head against it.
Pei Ji felt the warmth from his palm, and his heart, which had been pounding, slowly calmed down.
Her phoenix eyes were filled with tenderness, her lips slightly curved, and she murmured softly, "Pei Seventeen, it's so good that you're alright."
The little dumpling raised its cat face.
Pei Ji reached out, supporting her from below her two forelegs, and lifted her into his arms.
He cupped her cat head in his large hand and gently stroked it.
Song Jinhuan nudged his chin, then placed a paw on his wrist.
Pei Ji stood up and walked towards 909 while glancing down at her.
Song Jinhuan began to complain.
"Meow~"
Pei Ji, two idiots came to steal my canned food.
"Meow meow meow~"
Waaah, what a waste of a huge can of food!
"Meow~"
You can tell just by the smell that it's my favorite cod and tuna flavor!
"Meow!"
Pei Ji, you need to give me a few more cans of cat food!
His Pei Shiqi is sometimes a chatterbox.
Both are meowing, but you can still tell the difference between a pitiful meow and a muttered curse.
For example, right now, each meow is more aggrieved than the last.
His cries broke his heart.
Before they returned to 909, Pei Ji thought that Xiao Shiqi must have been frightened.
However, upon returning to 909 and seeing the complete mess, endless anger surged from the depths of his heart.
While he was away, those people made quite a commotion!
Little Seventeen is naturally timid; if you speak too loudly, she'll shrink into a corner and ignore you!
In an instant, a heavy, oppressive atmosphere filled the man's body.
His face was dark and cold.
Song Jinhuan noticed that he was unhappy, so she nuzzled him with her little head to comfort him.
Pei Ji blinked, lowered his gaze, and slightly tightened his hold on the little bundle of joy, his tone deep and resonant, "How can Little Seventeen be so well-behaved?"
"Meow~"
Pei Ji, don't be angry. Those two people don't look like they're easy to mess with.
"Meow meow."
You're not as good at fighting as I am, so forget it.
Meow~
Being alive is more important than anything else.
Pei Ji didn't understand what she was meowing about, but the frightened Little Seventeen became even more adorable.
He carried Song Jinhuan to the prison guards.
Not long after, someone came to clean it up.
As for what exactly happened, the prison guards dared not ask any further questions.
Don't blame them for being cowards; there are so many prisoners here, and several gangs involved. They can't afford to offend them.
Room 909 has been restored to its original state.
That evening, Pei Ji teased the little dumpling until she was very tired, and then took out her favorite canned food.
After eating, she collapsed next to him and slept soundly.
In the middle of the night, a slender figure appeared in the corridor of Sector B prison.
The long iron rod held in his left hand dragged on the ground with a screeching sound.
In this quiet environment, it was so intense that it made one's ears ache.
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