Chapter 352 The Boss's Cat in His Palm 41
When Pei Ji returned, Song Jinhuan had been awake for a long time.
Cats have a keen sense of smell, and the smell of blood on the other person made her very worried.
She jumped onto the table, turned on the lamp, then jumped back to the floor, circling around Pei Ji and scrutinizing him.
Meow~
Are you alright?
Meow~
Are you alright?
"Meow meow meow?"
Did you go out and get into a fight?
You won, right?
Pei Ji leaned down, wanting to touch her head.
However, just as it was about to touch the target, it stopped moving.
I got up, went into the bathroom, and turned on the tap.
Song Jinhuan was a little confused, and subconsciously followed, "Meow?"
What’s wrong with you?
"Meow meow meow?"
How dare you?
How dare you treat me so coldly?
The little dumpling leaned to one side, rubbing against his trouser leg, clearly very unhappy!
Pei Ji looked down and saw the little dumpling being clingy. The anger in his heart was swept away. After drying the water on his hands, he bent down again.
When Song Jinhuan realized that Pei Ji wanted to touch her head, she jumped forward with both hands, turned her head, and stood a few steps away from the man.
"Meow--"
No touching allowed!
Pei Ji squatted down and beckoned to her, "Little Seventeen, come here."
Song Jinhuan wagged its tail but didn't move forward.
"Meow~"
I won't!
Pei Ji smiled, his voice gentler than ever before, "Pei Seventeen, be good, come here."
He clearly had a very kind appearance, but Song Jinhuan inexplicably shivered.
Perhaps this is the fear of being dominated by one's full name.
By the time she realized what was happening, she was already standing in front of Pei Ji, and a large hand was rubbing her head harder than ever before.
The roots of the cat's ears are a little sore from being rubbed.
"Meow--"
That's enough! If you keep going, I'm going to rebel!
"Meow—"
You'll be the one who loses face then!
She made a threatening meow, but the next second, the man lifted her into the air.
Pei Ji looked up at her, "Little Seventeen, are you angry?"
Meow~
You know perfectly well why you're asking this!
"Even if you're angry, Seventeen, you can't stay away from me, understand?"
Pei Ji still had a smile on his lips.
Song Jinhuan felt a chill run down her spine.
What a strange logic! Someone who's angry obviously doesn't want to see the culprit.
The little dumpling looked at him blankly with an innocent and ignorant expression.
A glint of light flashed in the man's eyes, and he said with a hint of disappointment, "Little Seventeen has seen a lot of cats and made quite a few friends these past two days, hasn't she?"
The cat tilted its head, huh? ??
"But I only have one friend, Little Seventeen. If you ignore me, I will be very sad."
Song Jinhuan sighed; she really was quite pitiful.
But I don't feel bad about it.
She placed her paw on the back of his hand and patted it gently twice, "Meow~"
It's okay, just open up, and you can make friends too.
Pei Ji glanced at the claws on the back of his hand. His intuition told him that although Xiao Shiqi was comforting him, it was not the kind of comfort he wanted.
Here, there are ultimately many cats and many people.
There are more dangers.
He can't possibly take Seventeen with him everywhere he goes.
A single misjudgment could very well lead to an accident.
This time, Seventeen was clever enough, or you could say the other side wasn't prepared enough.
Staying in a place you know is dangerous is definitely not a wise move.
Pei Ji held the little dumpling and lay on the bed.
His large hand habitually stroked the little bundle nestled in his chest, lost in thought.
He should take precautions.
The next day at 8:30, Pei Ji appeared before the prison guards with the little dumpling in his arms.
The prison guard panicked and stammered, asking him what was wrong.
The man smiled and said politely, "Please help me contact my lawyer."
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